Zhao Qing Past. Soul Cultivation

"ARG!" 

Xiao Ling woke up, she returned to her room, she felt a deep headache, it was so intense that she screamed. 

Her scream alerted her Second Senior, Brother Zhao Qing. 

Besides the two of them, there was no one else on the second peak. At this time, the only person who could hear her is Zhao Qing. Xiao Ling did not think that Zhao Qing was awake. He looks like a person who respects time, even though he is a high-level cultivator, and he does not need to sleep, he can respect sleep time. 

The place where Zhao Qing lived and the place where Xiao Ling lived were two end-to-end courtyards. Every peak of the Unknown Mountain was very large. The place where people lived was only a part of it. 

At this moment, the scream coming from her room made Zhao Qing a little worried. Fortunately, her scream only lasted for a few seconds until it slowed down. Although it was only for a few seconds, it was enough to alert him.