She replaced the moonlight for seven years and finally became her own scorching sun
When the iron chain of the Blood Shadow Gate dungeon cut into the wrist bone again, Su Li looked at the face under the Leng Yu mask that overlapped with the memory, and dug her nails into her palms - this was her seventh year living for that "White Moonlight".
Yan Wushang's poison-tempered silver needle brushed against her ear, "Kneel down for her for seven days, and then you will be allowed to see your mother one last time."
She lowered her eyes and agreed, but her hidden mist eyes saw the blood-stained letter in his sleeve: Bai Yueguang had returned three months ago and was plotting a "substitute bureau" with him.
It turns out that seven years of frost and snow are just a show.
When Bai Yueguang stepped into the door wearing the silver butterfly cloak he embroidered himself, Su Li smashed the blood-stained substitute token at his feet.
"Master Yan, I don't want this substitute bone anymore."
Three days later, there was a rumor in the world that the Blood Shadow Sect had eliminated the "most obedient substitute", but no one knew -
The girl who always sheds tears for others in the darkroom is already standing on the top floor of the Wulin Alliance holding a poison-tempered dagger, with a little cinnabar at the end of her eyes that is brighter than blood;
The "puppet on a string" whose pride he trampled to pieces was conspiring with the young owner of Chivalry Villa to overthrow the intelligence network he had weaved with blood.
Until he intercepted her in the secret passage, the cold jade mask cracked into pieces, revealing the red eyes: "You should have known..."
The poisonous needle on Su Li's fingertip pressed against his Adam's apple, and the smile turned into a blade in the eyes of the hidden mist: "What do you know? I know that you have hidden half of the "Poison Sutra"
