The last thing Lin Xiao remembered was that after he stayed up all night reading a book about cultivating immortality, he typed "This cannon fodder female supporting character died so unjustly" on the keyboard, and then his vision went dark. When she opened her eyes again, the top of the carved pear wood bed made her dizzy. There was an indescribable cold fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose. Her body was also wrapped in a layer of white gauze embroidered with cloud patterns - the material was as slippery as a loach, and the collar was so tight that she couldn't breathe.
"Hiss..." She struggled to sit up, but suddenly there was a dull pain in the back of her head, and a series of memories that did not belong to her suddenly entered her mind: Su Qingwan, an outer disciple of Qingyun Sect, was sixteen years old, with mixed spiritual roots and mediocre qualifications. She was obsessed with the genius brother Mo Chenyuan in the inner sect. For this reason, Bai Lingxi, the destined heroine who targeted Mo Chenyuan, was bitten off by Bai Lingxi's natal spirit in the secret realm, and she died without leaving a whole body.
Yes, they have a lot to say about love.