Picking up a Jade Hairpin

Luo Sulan once picked up a raccoon slave in the mountains when he was young. The raccoon slave was covered in blood and scarred, but when he saw her, he put on a fierce look and breathed at her. She didn't care about this, and took the raccoon slave home by the scruff of his neck. After three months of careful care, this raccoon slave was almost as good as before, and actually showed a bit of liveliness and clinginess. She stayed close to Luo Sulan all day long and refused to let go for a moment. Three years later, the raccoon slave suddenly disappeared one day and left without saying goodbye. Luo Sulan sighed for a while and then forgot everything. After all, at that time, she was the proud daughter of Yun Ling Sect, favored by her elders and respected by her disciples. She may be sad for a moment when she loses a raccoon slave, but she won't forget it forever. But later, the sect was in trouble. For the sake of power and position, the master colluded with the demon clan and massacred more than 300 disciples in the sect. The senior brother died in the battle, the senior sister disappeared, and she was forced to jump into the lightless darkness and fell to pieces. During the hundred years she spent piecing herself together in the dark realm, she was almost overwhelmed by the overwhelming hatred. Maybe this hatred is so overwhelming, or maybe her life is not meant to be cut off, and she should be born for revenge—— In the 200th year, she developed a unique skill, captured the remaining power of the previous demon king, and broke out. She wanted to take the enemy's head, but she found that the enemy had long been whitewashed with sweet words and continued to be the leader of his immortal path! Under the cold jade steps, the immortal looked at her with cold eyes, full of ghostly aura, and said scornfully: "What kind of ghost dares to pretend to be my little disciple who died young." In the 231st year, she began to be hunted by immortals. In the 531st year, she was besieged by the immortals in Wanheyuan, and all her escape routes were cut off, leaving only a hopeless dead end. Just like before. But when she was desperate, a young man with black hair came out covered in blood, risking his life to fight for her. Luo Sulan asked him: Is it worth it? The black-haired boy asked her back: When you saved me in Mingyun Mountain, did you ever regret it? He smiled at her, pretending to be relaxed and said: It's okay, cats have nine lives. Luo Sulan watched him turn around to lead away the pursuers, and watched his retreating figure. The pain that had been suppressed for more than two hundred years suddenly broke out at this moment. She thought almost in confusion: I just saved you once, why should you risk your nine lives for me? But what she didn't understand was that more than three hundred years ago, when Xie Zhiqing was still a kitten whose intelligence had not yet developed, the young Luo Sulan quietly raised him for a period of time to help him survive that long winter. More than two hundred years ago, when he was being hunted by the so-called righteous path, he held him in his arms again and gave him a stable and peaceful life. So from that day on, Xie Zhiqing secretly swore: For her, he was willing to escape death and give up the next life. He loved her from birth to death. Purpose: Work hard and create a better life