Master, She Has a Heart of Stone

After more than ten years of soul travel, Qing Changshuang has been sitting quietly in a tall building, silently waiting for the protagonist to appear. Her main mission is to accept the protagonist as her disciple, torture him severely, and finally die in his hands. As long as this--you can go home. - When they first met, the young man occupied the chief position in the apprenticeship ceremony. He was tall and tall, and he was pure and handsome. Seeing the bloody methods in the original work, Qing Changshuang couldn't bear it. She always stepped on the bottom line and retreated again and again. He found a secret place with his front legs, but she turned it upside down with her back legs. He wanted to go down the mountain to practice, but she rejected his request and detained him in a cave to reflect on his mistakes. But every time, Qing Changshuang would use other people's hands to compensate him. Spiritual stones, secret books, swords... Everything is available. - Until late one night, she passed by the door of the room that was ajar and heard restrained and suppressed affection. Through the gap, she saw the young man taking off his clothes, holding her portrait, greedily doing all the things that would deceive his teacher. Suddenly, he turned his head, his eyes turned into a pool of spring water, and his moist lips opened and closed. Master. The moment they looked at each other, she panicked and ran away. Crazy! It's crazy! - Later, she stabilized her identity as a master and put down her harsh words. "It's simply unconscionable and contrary to human ethics!" "But that's what I did." His thoughts were still unfinished, and he walked on his knees in the snow, with marks like burns: "Do you want to punish me?" Qing Changshuang was horrified and froze in place, trembling and yelling: "Madman!" He smiled like crazy: "Master deserves a lot of credit for what I am like now." He stretched out his hands and hugged her waist, resting his chin on her soft belly, his dark eyes burning with sticky lust: "Isn't it you, Master, who made me like this?" His expression was morbid, full of paranoid obsession: "It was you who wanted to leave me behind. It was you who wanted to leave first. It was you who decided to abandon our status as master and disciple." "I am Master's property, right?" "But your belongings, I can't control my thoughts and want to taint you." His breath was hot and he asked expectantly: "Now, how are you going to punish me?" In the flying snow, he held her wrist tightly, unable to escape. Only then did Qing Changshuang realize: In order to go home, it seems that I have provoked a crazy man. - Stone-hearted and cold-hearted Master Chuan Shu - Determination: Be firm in what you are firm in and don't be defeated.