Wu Cuo

"Wu Cuo" She made a mistake. That is born too beautifully. On Cangwu Mountain, thousands of people looked up to see her dressed in a green robe, stepping on the ladder to heaven, and ascending to immortality step by step. But what they saw was not a fairy, but her face that broke the hearts of three thousand seekers. Some people lost their voices in front of her, some collapsed after she passed by, and some looked at the white back of her neck and forgot that they were here to cultivate immortality. They thought she was a jade statue for worship. They are wrong. "The god of fire asks for fire, but it is better to ask for yourself than for others." Wu Cuo never asks for help. She only calculates. Use this face to calculate, use this sword to calculate, use all available chips to calculate. Tianjiao was obsessed with her, so she made Tianjiao a pawn; when the sect was in conflict and had hidden murderous intentions, she would kill people with a borrowed knife without touching a leaf. There is no love in her world - all affection is just a gorgeous coat of desire. But she herself is also a human being. Under that frozen shell, there would occasionally be a crack. That was a flaw more fatal than the sword, and it was the only secret war in her life. Enemies will die, allies will die, those who love her will die, and those who hate her will die. Only she will keep going until the end of the world when all living beings become extinct. Do you dare to gaze at this statue? Gaze at her face, her sword, and the slightly curled fingers in her sleeves. Stare under her ice, the fleeting crack that belongs only to you.