Lin Wei picked up the meek and weak Qila,
She relied on Lin Weier like a delicate dodder flower, as if it would wither away from her.
But when she went home that day, Qila was missing.
The dwarves under her protection told her: Qira was killed by magicians who broke into the Poison Mist Forest.
One day later, she accepted a top-level reward order to kill an evil potion master.
She didn't find the magician, but she rescued Qira, whom she hadn't seen for many years, at the potion master's house.
Everyone said that Qira was the evil potion master.
At this time, Qila always huddled helplessly in her arms.
Lin Wei gently stroked her soft golden hair and said to those people: "You made a mistake. It must be the potion master who deliberately made you identify the wrong person. He just wanted my Qira to block his target."
No one believed her.
It doesn't matter, they don't understand Qira.
She will find out the mastermind behind this and prove Qila's innocence.
But before she could find any clues about the evil potion master, she was poisoned and fell into a coma. When she woke up, she was locked in the basement.
Qi La stood in front of her, with no trace of her weak temperament, like a gloomy evil spirit. She said coldly and faintly: "Wei Er, be my burial object. When I kill the magicians who are against me, we will be buried here together."
"Okay, I'd love to be buried with you, but I need a sunny cemetery."
Lin Weier felt that Qila, who was so gloomy, should get more sunshine.
"I hate sunlight."
"We have different living habits. It seems it is not suitable for us to be buried together."
"... I can consider changing the cemetery."
Lin smiled slightly.
Look, her Qira is still very docile and obedient.
Later she made even more extreme demands.
"The joint burial will have to be postponed. I still have some unfinished business."
"How long?"
"Quickly."
Just three hundred years.
Concept: A story in which the protagonist does not give up hope in the face of difficulties and finally reaches the top