Lin Suiwan carried her luggage and headed north to go to Tiancheng Sect, which is known as the best sect in the world. The mountains are high and the roads are far, so it is inevitable that she will encounter evil spirits on the way. She gets rid of them easily and saves many people directly or indirectly.
And because she was only sixteen years old, everyone she saved called her the Little Bodhisattva.
Behind the little Bodhisattva, there is always a man with white clothes and black hair. He is handsome and taciturn, like a handful of residual snow on a branch. He looks like both a demon and a ghost, but in a word, he doesn't look like a human being.
It snowed heavily all night, and the man huddled in the corner outside the inn. The white snow covered his body, almost blending into the color of the snow between heaven and earth.
This white demon is finally going to die! Everyone is happy.
However, at night when every household was closed, Lin Suiwan came to the man alone.
She touched his cold and pale cheek, looking at him with hatred, anger and pain in his eyes. Finally, she grabbed the man's neck, and the slender flesh was held in her palm, without any warmth.
She said coldly: "Wen Yu, don't expect to die so easily."
Wen Yu was forced to raise her head, and her frost-covered eyelashes slowly opened, "... Junior sister."
——Wen Yu is her senior brother, and they have a blood feud.
Warning:
1. The heroine is a good person, but not a perfect character.
2. If you abuse a man, the male protagonist will be sick and weak for a long time.
3. The plot is a small story about the big world, and does not involve destroying the world and saving the common people.
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you
