My name is Lin Chuyi, the youngest direct disciple of Shushan. I have three wishes in my life: practice well, slay demons and demons, and shine upon my master. Master said that after experiencing the mountains, the world is dangerous and told me to be more careful. I kept it in mind, and then... I picked up a guy at the foot of the mountain who was more troublesome than the top monster. His name is Ji Heng, a deposed prince in trouble. He looks harmless, but is covered in wounds. He speaks softly and sheds tears at the drop of a hat. My heart softened, thinking that on the way to slaying demons and slaying demons, helping people in need could be considered a meritorious deed. The result - I worked hard to fight off the assassin, and he slowly wiped the dagger: "Senior sister, this person has a royal pattern on his clothes. Keeping it will reveal our whereabouts." I searched for herbs under the stars and the moon, and he commanded sickly: "Senior sister, that one is not old enough, the one on the left is. By the way, remember to add half a penny of licorice when making the medicine, otherwise it will be too bitter." I relied on my swordsmanship to gain the reputation of "Green Frost Sword" in the world, and everyone respected me as "Fairy". Only he sighed quietly behind his back: "Senior sister, you can't do this. Fighting and killing will not solve the problem. To deal with smart people, you have to use your brain." Me: "..." I suspect that what I saved was not a weak prince, but a shady fox with eight hundred scheming minds controlling the situation behind the scenes! Ji Heng smiled: "Senior sister, what are you thinking about?" I drew my sword: "I was wondering whether physical transcendence counts as using my brain." The sad history of an upright swordsman who was forced to learn tactics. He really, I cried to death, he was just pretending.
