Dressed as a cannon fodder female supporting character in a fairy tale, I accept it. If you don't have spiritual roots, you can't become an immortal. You can only be a mortal, and I accept that. But at the beginning, he was sacrificed to the crazy demon king who was frightened by the three worlds. Isn't it a bit too hellish? ! According to legend, the demon lord Yin Wuhuo was violent and unruly. Because of his misguided spiritual practice, he endured the pain of being burned by fire day and night. The gods, Buddhas and demons were helpless. When I was thrown in front of him, I was shaking like a sieve, and there was only one sentence left in my mind: My life is over. However, the Demon Lord just raised his blood-red eyelids and said in a voice like ice-hardened sand: "You smell like medicine." Me: "?" I, an ordinary mortal medical practitioner, managed to temporarily save my life by relying on my ancestral knowledge of acupuncture and herbal medicine. From then on, I became the Demon Lord's exclusive "painkiller". When he got sick, I used silver needles to soothe his meridians; when he was irritable, I used Soothing Decoction to calm him down. I work very hard, and I just hope that I can save enough money to redeem myself as soon as possible, so that I can retire and return to my hometown. But the way this boss looked at me was getting more and more wrong. He would clumsily find me candied fruits that mortals could eat. He would kick me away when the devil tried to make things difficult for me. He would even carefully put on his evil robe for me when I was dozing off. Until one day, hundreds of immortal families attacked the mountain under the banner of "eliminating demons and defending the Tao". He protected me behind him, one man and one sword, staining the devil's palace with blood. He looked back and smiled at me. There was a tenderness and vulnerability in that smile that I had never seen before. "Ah Yue, don't be afraid." At that moment, I realized that I cured his disease, but made him infected with another incurable "poison". And I,
