The day the Su family treated me as an abandoned child and handed me over to the Demon Lord, even the maid dared to throw water on me.
"Trash deserves to serve a lunatic!" They laughed and left.
I knelt in front of Demon Lord Ling Juechen, the poisonous wine burning in my sleeves.
He suddenly grabbed my chin: "The little medicine slave I have been looking for for ten years is hiding here?"
My pupils shrank suddenly - he was actually a young man who was dying back then.
When I cut open his spiritual root, I secretly hid half of it.
Now that half of the spiritual root is in my body.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
