The Little Demon Who Dotes on Her Ran Away and Quit

Susu has the fluffiest, softest tail. Her favorite thing to do every day is curl up inside it and sleep. The Lord of Chiji Hall would grab her by the tail and pull her into his arms to cuddle her. The man would hold her tenderly and say, "You have the softest tail. I love it." She happily swished her tail. A few female cultivators joined Chiji Hall. One of them pointed at her and said, "All we're missing is a fox-fur coat." The man said carelessly, "If you want one, go skin her." Oh. Susu sniffled and hugged her tail, stroking it. Don't cry, don't cry. You're the prettiest tail. I won't let anyone hurt you. Chiji Hall won a crushing victory in its battle against the Demon Realm. The man rewarded his troops and drank himself senseless, then staggered off to find his little tail. His little tail was gone. Everyone said the Lord of Chiji Hall had lost the one thing dearest to his heart. He searched all three realms, leaving no stone unturned, but found nothing. * Susu happily hid away at a small sect, hugging her tail every day as she brushed it and basked in the sun. When she heard the rumor, she wondered if he had lost his sword? Ye Lianxin? Susu hugged her tail and rolled over. It had nothing to do with her. * Both are virgins, and each other's first love. A little angsty at first, then a sweet, heartwarming story with a doted-on heroine who grows stronger. At its heart, it's still all sweetness. Weibo: Suisui Qianqian Coming next: Bewitching Heart "Demons have no hearts." This is what the cultivation world says to demean demon cultivators. So when that young man pressed his sword to Sang Nuo's neck and mocked her for being a heartless demon, Sang Luo asked with delight, "How did you know I don't have a heart?" The young cultivator from a prestigious family was furious. He used a string of demon-subduing bells to bind Sang Luo and drag her straight to Xuli Mountain. The sect gathering was underway at Xuli Mountain, and even Lord Immortal Yunze, who had been in seclusion for years, had taken his seat. The young man dragged Sang Luo straight before Lord Immortal Yunze to complain. "Master, someone's bullying me!" Sang Luo had been grinning the whole way, but when she saw Lord Immortal Yunze, her smile faltered. He was just as he had been many years ago, snow in his eyes, light in his gaze, and none of it for her. Bound by the demon-subduing bells, Sang Luo felt awkward, yet she still had time to think that he actually had taken on a disciple. So he wasn't incapable of treating people well. Lord Immortal Yunze quietly looked at the beautiful but bedraggled little demon. A smile touched his eyes and brows, but when he looked at her, it was only a brief, indifferent glance. All traces of a smile vanished, and he regarded her as he would a plant, calm as if he saw nothing at all. Lord Immortal Yunze's blood and qi surged. He fought off the backlash and asked her, "Who are you?" He had surely never met her before. So why did seeing her unsettle his Dao heart? Sang Luo thought for a moment, then gave him a sweet smile. "I'm Sang Luo, a little widow." Her husband had died a hundred years ago, the moment she tore out her heart and severed their bond. Theme: Stay true to yourself