Lian Baiji, a feared "little lady" in Beijing circles, has only two creeds in life: making money and playing with antiques.
Unexpectedly, she found an unearthed blood-red bead in her friend's newly opened antique store.
When he opened his eyes again, he was in a coffin, surrounded by blood.
Outside the coffin, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with nine pillars reaching the sky. Under the moonlight, there is a person standing——
The ink skirt trailed on the ground, soaked in blood, and she looked back and smiled, so beautiful that it was breathtaking. It's also suffocatingly dangerous.
Lian Baiji's brain shut down: What's going on? Who am I, where am I, who is this beauty?
Before she could speak, the woman looked at her, her eyes slightly red, and her voice was as soft as if she was afraid of breaking a dream:
"Master."
Lian Baiji:? ? ?
I was single for twenty-six years, how could I have such a great apprentice?
Heaven is unkind and time is ruthless.
Qian Yuejian stayed in the Infinite Blood Prison for three thousand years, just waiting for her master's soul to return. Everyone in the world knew that the Immortal Master had long since vanished into ashes, but she was the only one who knew that the Master was just lost. When the coffin was opened again, the familiar soul breath came to my face. The man in the coffin has clear and stupid eyes, and his face says "Who am I and where is this? You got the wrong person."
Qian Yue smiled.
Don't remember, that's okay. This time, no one, no matter heaven or gods, can try to separate them again. She will slowly remind Master. Use all means.
Lian Baiji (on guard): "Girl, I'm really not your master, I'm just an antique dealer——"
Qian Yue Jian (gentle smile): "Everything Master says is right."
Lian Baiji (trying to reason): "We just met for the first time..."
Qian Yue Jian (lowering his head and wiping tears): "It has been three thousand years, but Master is finally willing to see me."
Lian Baiji:......
Help. This apprentice seems a little crazy.
But she looked so pretty when she cried.
Forget it, just take it with you and run away, and explain it later on the way.
Purpose: Find yourself, know how to love
