Everyone in Qingxiao Sect loves their junior sister.
The senior brother told her to rest early before going out - but she didn't know that she turned around and killed three turbid demonic snakes alone, and then came back and disguised her wounds as a trip.
The Fourth Senior Brother served her the soothing soup - not knowing that she could no longer taste any of it.
The third senior brother stood in front of her - not knowing that she had quietly averted his fate.
The second senior brother said: "My junior sister's suggestions are always just right."
——He began to know.
Xie Mian can see the cracks in fate. Every time you change your life, your senses are eaten away. My sense of taste is gone, the color of the world is fading, and my nails are turning porcelain white inch by inch.
She is not afraid.
She was afraid that if she was discovered, her senior brothers would stop her and then she would die.
But the cracks can no longer be hidden. There were traces of her in the depths of the spiritual mine that could not be erased. For the first time, the senior brother's eyes were filled with confusion.
And three hundred miles away, someone who shouldn't exist has locked her direction.
Intention: The person who bears everything on her own before being seen will eventually be caught by the person she protects.