Junwu has always felt that his little apprentice is as bright as a moon, as gentle as jade, and has extraordinary talents, and he can be good at anything.
Until she was killed by her apprentice with a sword.
Junwu thought to herself that if she could do it all over again, she would definitely let her little apprentice feel the feeling of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
Then, she was really reborn, five hundred years ago.
At this time, the little apprentice was just a child. He didn't have enough food and clothing, and his thin body could be killed with a slap. Junwu stared at him indifferently, and he would smile obediently with his lips pursed, and his beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with stars.
Intention: Transform and grow again and again