Eighteen years in the human world, bullying, bipolar, and incarnation, I fought my way out of hell and fell into death.
When I opened my eyes again, in the cold wind of the Dali Dynasty, my immortal bones were whipped, and I became my father's commodity in exchange for five hundred taels of silver.
It was Jiang Yuli who took me away and brought me back to the clouds of Liguang Sect.
Her hands were white and translucent, and the spiritual energy that came from her could soothe the physical throbbing pain; her voice was clear and gentle, and could suppress my surging desire to die.
I am a thin piece of porcelain soaked in cold and will break if touched, but she insists on holding me in her palm and warming me up little by little.
Cultivation to me is just the small world around her; living to me is just to be able to covet a little more of her gentleness.
It turns out that people with scars all over their bodies can also be loved well.
"Lily | Xian Xia | Immortal Bone Bond | Slow Redemption"
No pleasure | No routines | Focus on the inner pulling and gentle healing of traumatized people
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Purpose: Even though you are covered with scars, you deserve to be loved and you have the right to live well.
