Suizhao

Ye Zhao was once the number one in swordsmanship and the first disciple of the sect. She carried the Autumn Sword and was once the most sought after sword cultivator in the world. Until she fell in love with a man. He always had a white lotus posture in front of her, and she was moved by the stunning scenery, but she never thought that this was a love barrier set by her junior sister. This person led her to the demon cave and took away all her body-protecting spiritual weapons. Facing danger, she only has the sword in her hand. Fortunately, although this battle was dangerous, she still saved her life. But the junior sister took advantage of her serious injury to take away her spiritual root and peel off the sword bone. Ye Zhao became a useless person and an abandoned son of the sect. The biggest obstacle was gone, and the junior sister rose to the top in one step and became the leader's only direct disciple. She betrayed the sect, refined the demonic energy for her own use, and practiced the demonic path. Because she lost the sword bone, she no longer used the sword. From then on, Wan Qiu Jian disappeared. During the years when she was hunted by the sect, the junior sister succeeded her master as the sect leader and became a Taoist companion with a man who cultivated the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root in a mortal body. Before this, no one who had never cultivated could acquire heaven-level spiritual roots. And this person is her Bai Yueguang, Feng Yin. Junior sister's first disciple, Lord Qingxuan Jianjun, even said her unjust words in public, which were not worth mentioning. Ye Zhao:……. Let me see what is in your heart. She just wanted to scare this ignorant boy. But he saw a familiar face among the sect disciples. Wind, chant. She raised her eyes and whipped her whip towards the crowd. Unexpectedly, this person was just a cover-up, and she fell into the sect's scheme. Ye Zhao originally thought that this time it would be a disaster, and he would be cut into pieces with thousands of knives and cast aside by thousands of people. Maybe his life was lost. But when she woke up, she saw a familiar room layout, the courtyard she used to live in within the sect. A person stands in front of the window. This man was a head taller than her and had a slender figure. He's a swordsman, she thought. The sword cultivator turned his head, and what Ye Zhao saw was Feng Yin's face. But what was different from Feng Yin was that this man had a sword mark between his eyebrows. He lowered his eyes, his eyes dim and unclear, with emotions that Ye Zhao couldn't understand. Jian Xiu met her gaze and touched his cheek. After a while, he spoke. "As long as it's this face, is it okay?" (Updated by chance, maybe weekly) Cheerful little sun girl Bao x cold and sultry sword spirit Intention: Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there are people who are determined