I passed through a fairy tale and became the cannon fodder who died the most miserably in it.
The system told me that my mission is to save the beautiful, powerful and tragic villain who will destroy the world in the future, Xie Wuwang.
I watched him being bullied by everyone and lying on the snow covered in blood. I felt pity and prepared to step forward.
But unexpectedly heard his voice in the coma:
[This woman is finally here... The porcelain was successful, and I will sleep under the heater tonight.
I:? ? ?
Later, he was humiliated by his classmates, and I blocked a fatal blow for him, causing blood to splash three feet away.
He held me "distraught", and I grinned in pain, but then I heard:
[Acting skills are acceptable. If she vomits two more mouthfuls of blood, she can rely on the Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus in Yaowang Valley.
Me: ... How about this world-destroying villain, let him play by himself.
Until that day, I block the curse of heaven for him, and my soul will be gone.
For the first time, he tore that lazy mask to pieces, his eyes were red, he tore apart three thousand small worlds with his bare hands, and recovered my soul piece by piece.
He pressed my forehead, his voice hoarse and trembling: "You are not allowed to die. If you die, who else will I touch in my life?"
Intention: Love is not a one-sided salvation, but a two-way rush and healing. True strength comes from the courage given by love in the heart.