Sunny, cheerful, hot-faced, yandere
Li Zuiyue, the lone star of the sky, wherever he goes, there is no grass growing.
With this unique physique, he was successfully accepted by... Qingdeng Sect.
The Qingdeng Sect is notorious because of its bad luck.
Just give her food, she's not picky.
I heard that there is a senior brother in the Qingdeng Clan who is as scorching as the sun and very charming——
The proud son of heaven, unparalleled in the world.
People often poach him to work for him...
Li Zuiyue, who had just heard about his heroic deeds, saw the senior brother when he was burying the withered fairy grass on the second day and night.
Bai Wuzhan was surrounded by ghost fire, a deep blue color.
He didn't smile at all, and his pale face looked even more ghostly in the moonlight.
Li Zuiyue only glanced at him and continued to bury the grass.
Afterwards.
Li Zuiyue was very frightened. Would senior brother talk nonsense everywhere?
Later, Li Zuiyue was sure that senior brother would not talk nonsense.
She raised her sword in the middle of the night, and pierced Bai Wuzhan's heart with the sword, and blood spattered all over her face.
Li Zuiyue carried her senior brother's body and buried it with the fairy grass.
It's a pity that the senior brother is not completely dead.
When she accidentally watered the fairy grass and went to bury it, the senior brother stood in the will-o'-the-wisp as before.
But this time, the senior brother is smiling.
Li Zuiyue was stunned for a moment. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a jade face with peach blossoms.
Everyone's evaluation of his appearance is very objective.
She later realized that something was wrong, turned around and dug frantically at the grave, but her senior brother's body disappeared!
... Not entirely, the corpse seemed to be standing in the will-o'-the-wisp looking at her.
Li Zuiyue touched a handful of loess sand and said anxiously: "Will you tell me?"
Bai Wuzhan stared at her for a long time, shook his head, and said with a smile: "I'll give you a cup of tea, then run."
This tone of voice reminded Li Zuiyue of an old friend.
Purpose: Beauty of the soul is the most important
