Forced/dark/yandere
Xu Xiaocao was an ordinary weed, but one year thunder and fire struck the mountain, and a drop of fairy blood splashed from the sky seeped into her roots.
She got the opportunity to draw a strip and change her body. Following a group of people passing by, they went all the way to Cangshan Mountain to practice Taoism.
The leader of the sect, Guangfeng Jiyue, was a person she admired at first sight.
She called him Master.
Master is cold and doesn't like to talk. But the grass is the grass that is least afraid of the cold.
She was born humble and humble, and didn't understand the rules at all. She could only figure out the appearance of others over and over again, and imitate human beings to laugh, please, and act coquettishly.
Master just looked at her indifferently at first, but later he would touch her hair, feed her spiritual food, teach her how to dress, and hold her to sleep.
It's understandable that I like Master.
She said she liked the Master's clothes, so the Master stripped her naked and wrapped her in his big black robe, which was wide enough to cover her completely.
She said she liked the Master's eyes, so the Master cut out a pair of eyeballs, soaked them in a glass jar, and placed them on her bedside.
The water in the tank was clear, and his eyes looked at her without blinking, as if he were smiling.
She always thought that the Master was an immortal immortal, until one time when they slept together, the Master's body overflowed with the black energy that only demon cultivators can possess, and he grew countless hands.
Xiaocao was horrified to realize that the master was not the master, but had already been possessed by the devil.
That thing walked around the world in human skin, practicing the magic of immortality, and it only took her as its disciple to get her blood.
Xiaocao wants to escape. But she couldn't escape.
She has only been born for a short time, her roots are not yet stable, and her skills are not yet refined. No matter which mountain or land she fled to, there was always a pair of eyes tightly wrapped around her.
With his black robe mopping the floor and blood dripping from the corners, he slowly walked out of the night:
"My little grass, the grass that trembles when the wind blows... Where can you go without Master?"
Reading guide:
1. Dark Cthulhu
2. The heroine can look through the dictionary to give herself a name
3. The male protagonist is a super dank control freak, his only advantage is his love brain
4. The author lets himself go, and the content has no bottom line or three views.
Intention: Spring breeze blows and life comes again
