Nian Qingque

[Slow upgrade stream, big heroine, new writer, please support me] This book is also called "The Heart Sword and the Painted Immortal: The Orphan Girl Slaughtered the Gods and Buddhas in the Sky" The floating life is like a firefly, flickering on and off at the fingertips. Xu Nianqing stretched out his hand to hold her back, but the remaining glimmer of light dissipated, and the cold penetrated his bones. Can't hold it, can't keep it, the remaining soul is burned, and the hatred in the heart is corroded! When the road is at a crossroads, there is a turning point, and the ups and downs in the sea of ​​suffering are true. When the power to change her fate was tightly held in her palm, it was as cold as a cold front "The scrolls spread across the eight wastes, and the sword of the heart is the link!" The wind and snow cover thousands of mountains, and the lone lamp breaks through the eternal night! "Isn't this the only place where I can see the faint light of the old candlelight?" ————Another version The fire of karma burns away the soft red sun, and jade bones emerge from the ashes. The Taoist monk wore the crane's cloak to cross the scorched soul and gave her the wordless heavenly scroll and the frost blade. On a bright moonlit night in the twenty-fourth cave, the tempered blade became a stele, and the blood flowed into a verse. Only then did I know that the cold light on the blade was a Zen opportunity.