Three hundred years ago, her mother Qin Susu was selected by the Shen family and became Furnace No. 48. My mother ran away for twelve years, visited twelve aristocratic families, drew a net, and finally died in the woodshed. All that was left to her was a broken hosta and an incomprehensible word: "Nian Nian, spiritual roots can be replaced."
Three hundred years later, Su Nian was chosen by Shen Yanzhi, the legitimate son of the Shen family, to be a dual cultivation partner with his Five Elements mixed spiritual roots. Everyone said that she was a "wild sparrow flying on the branches", but only she knew it - she was the bait of her own free will.
After three years of marriage, she pretended to be a good girl and was so docile that everyone relaxed their vigilance. But no one knows:
· Every time a dual cultivator is stripped of a trace of her Dao foundation, she will wrap a golden thread of life around her origin;
· In every bowl of tonic served to her husband, she mixed fragments of her own spiritual root;
· At every tea party held by the lady of the aristocratic family, the beauty elixirs she gave out contained shimmering primers that could be traced back hundreds of miles.
What she wanted was not to escape. She wanted that thread to wrap around everyone's life.
When the Shen family publicly extracted her "last trace of Dao foundation" at the Dual Cultivation Ceremony, Su Nian stood up in front of the entire immortal world - the golden pattern on her left arm was like a prairie fire, and 307 golden threads were wound up at the same time.
"Everyone," she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, "let me reveal a list——
For every strand of foundation you have taken away over the years, I have attached a barb to it. "
But this is just the beginning. Her best friend Jiang Wu, who was pushed away by her own hands, and the girl Azao rescued from the dungeon, three people, three lives, and the same rope - they want to build the word "handy room" into the hardest bone in the world of immortality.
This is an uprising about "you deserve to live."
This is a woman who has walked a journey of three hundred years for forty-seven ever-burning lamps.
Intention: The name of the "person who was eaten" should be carved into a monument and erected as a lamp so that people who come after you can see it, avoid it, and don't have to take that road again.