It seemed that no matter what she, Lu Xiaojin, did, she could not satisfy others.
The stronger she is, the more alienation and awe she gets in return.
She doesn't want others to fear her, she wants others to care about her, care about her, and ask her what she really thinks.
She didn't go back to the Lu family very often at first and stayed at Butian Pavilion with peace of mind. But one day, her parents told her that they wanted her to marry a young man from a noble family.
That was the day she had had enough.
She was so angry that she beat the genius severely to express her opinion.
It was also after that day that she discovered that it was much faster to solve things with fists.
The truth comes from fighting!
She is becoming more and more cold and domineering, and more and more repulsive to others.
At the same time she was growing increasingly lonely.
She envied some members of the Lu family and some disciples of Butian Pavilion, who were accompanied by their friends and played around.
But she won't say it, because she is Lu Xiaojin, and if she does, she will lose.
Until she met Zhao Wuyang in the ninth level of Dao Liantian.
Zhao Wuyang was a little frivolous, but he kindly reminded her about the skirt and even took the initiative to talk to her, which surprised her.
She was instinctively cold and angry, but she couldn't help but responded to Zhao Wuyan.
In the past, she would not have responded at all.
Zhao Wuyang also responded to her frivolously again, and she also began to respond to Zhao Wuyang.
She seems to be full of anger, but in fact she has changed a lot because she has taken the initiative to respond several times.
But no one noticed this change that was different from her personality and behavior. Everyone was still afraid of her strength, and even thought that she really wanted to beat Zhao Wuhuang to death.
Yes, it was true that she wanted to beat the mean Zhao Wuxu, but she definitely didn't want to beat him to death.
So when she found Zhao Wuyang in the inheritance cave, she quickly flew over.
So when she was fighting Zhao Wuhuang, she said a reminder that she had never said before.
"My punch may kill you!"
This was not an arrogant statement. To her, Lu Xiaojin, it was a statement of hidden concern.
She was really scared. After she beat Zhao Wuxu to death, she had no one to talk to.
She had been alone for too long, and she was afraid of Zhao Wuhuang's approach, especially Zhao Wuhuang's flirtatious words. She was afraid, so she clenched her fists and wanted to hit Zhao Wuhuang.
But she had been alone for too long, and she wanted someone to get close to her, so she was merciful and never killed him several times.
Now that Zhao Wuyang was bound by her and said such affectionate words, it seemed that Zhao Wuyang had secretly liked her for a long time.
Affectionate whispers, full of affection.
Especially Zhao Wuyang's words at the end, "I don't want to open it, I want to save some dignity for myself," made her heart tremble.
Her heart softened, she did not dare to look directly at Zhao Wuxu, she felt that Zhao Wuxu was too hot and would burn her.
She was trembling and took a step back.
Zhao Wujiang has met too many people, especially women, and he can already feel the changes in Lu Xiaojin's mentality.
It's just that he didn't choose to attack verbally anymore, but retreated in order to advance.
He sighed, rolled over, and took a few steps away from Lu Xiaojin. He turned his head away from Lu Xiaojin, but anyone could hear the trembling in his tone:
"I know, I'm just a mountain monk.
You don’t have to be troubled by my words. Just do it, Jin. Let me die in your hands, which is better than dying in the hands of others in the future. "
Lu Xiaojin's long autumn eyes were filled with ripples, and she took a deep breath, feeling confused in her heart.
She slowly approached Zhao Wujiang, opened her mouth, and raised her hand to wave.
Zhao Wujiang suddenly felt that the restraints around him were being released, but he did not get up. Instead, he lay on the grass and looked sideways, with a sad look on his face:
"Why?"
"Go away, get out of here!" Lu Xiaojin said with some trembling and anger:
"If you continue to pester me, I'll beat you to death!"
"Then why did you untie me?" Zhao Wujiang stood up slowly and walked towards Lu Xiaojin step by step, asking with a gentle and sad expression:
"You let me go because you don't want me to get close?"
"Yes." Lu Xiaojin's face was cold, her steps were a little panicked, and she took a step or two back.
