Ling Qingsuo came to Tianyu Sect not to practice.
She was looking for something that was rightfully hers.
She is the leader of this generation in the clan, and she has to find a way to stop everyone from hiding.
For this purpose, she could pretend to be the best in the competition of the best sect in the world, she could reject all offers from sects and only choose Tianyu sect, she could deliberately get more than 80 places in the written examination just to go to the outer sect.
The outer door is loose, making it easy to go out at night.
I didn't find what I was looking for, and I bumped into an outsider in the back mountain who was digging up snow lotus to resell.
Ling Qingsuo wanted to sneak around quietly, but the bell on her waist suddenly vibrated slightly.
She paused in her steps and glanced at the man one more time, tut, tut, an outer disciple could dress up better than she did.
Perhaps her gaze was too blatant, and the man suddenly turned around.
Eyes facing each other.
Before Ling Qingsuo had time to speak, the young man froze and his feet slipped——
"Ah——"
People are gone.
Ling Qingsuo: "..."
She sighed, drew out the Zhuo Xin Sword, Qing Ling rolled out, and pulled the person up from the cliff in time.
The young man lay on the ground and waited for a while before he stood up and looked up at her.
There was no joy in surviving the disaster in those peach blossom eyes, only - "Who are you?"
Ling Qingsuo: "..."
Later, Ling Qingsuo discovered that every time she got close to the young man who was so scared that she fell off the cliff, the Qingyue bell around her waist would react.
This person is quite good-looking, but he won't make Ling Dang so excited, right?
Unless—the thing she was looking for was in him.
Intention: Love can turn violence into flesh and blood