When Li Lin was thrown into the snow of Qingxu Mountain, he didn't even know his name.
The old wounds on her soul had lasted for five hundred years. She only knew the pain, but she didn't know whether she could survive. Li Qing, the master of Qingxu Mountain, brought her back from the snow, gave her four months, gave her a wooden sword and mental skills, and gave her a name - Li Lin.
Li Qing said: It's not me who has the final say on whether you can be my apprentice, it's you who have the final say.
Four months later, Wuwang Peak accepted disciples for a trial, regardless of life or death. Li Lin walked up to the Guixu platform empty-handed, but he broke out of the boxwood sword that he had practiced for four months, the curved blade and the scabbard that had been hidden by his master.
From then on, she swept snow, practiced swordplay, and counted the years. The Protoss does not become an adult until they are a thousand years old; for her, the 501st year is the first year of her life again.
Li Qing never spoke much, but his eyes paused longer than others; Li Lin never thanked him in person, he just carved every word into the snow, and every sword strike made his legs weak.
None of them said unnecessary words. But some feelings never have to be expressed first.
Main AttackLi Lin × Li Qing｜Master and Disciple · New Year · Xianxia · Slow Heat · Sadomasochism · Growth
The relationship is confirmed after both parties reach adulthood.
Purpose: Those who hate the world struggle to survive, recognize love among masters and disciples, and ultimately protect the world for those they love