Like two sides of a mirror, life and death, good and evil, light and darkness, redemption and destruction
A young woman wearing a luxurious night skirt stood quietly in front of the afterlife. There was clearly a thick black fog in front of her, but she seemed to see something through it, but in fact, she couldn't see anything.
In the realm of the afterlife, this river is called Danggui River Danggui Danggui. Once you set foot on the lost path, there will be no way out.
When she was tricked into coming here, she was only a ten-year-old child
--"Do you believe me? No matter what I say, will you listen?"
- "Then let's exchange clothes. Your clothes are too conspicuous and can easily be discovered by bad guys."
The young lady named Ren Qingci said this and she believed it.
The results of it?
She was taken to the world of death as Ren Qingci, and was tortured in the prison of Rakshasa Hall. She was branded with a shameful and ugly scar on her forehead, like a sharp scimitar. No one expected that a person who had been in prison would
How can a female doll live to reach this status today?
She has been a slave girl, she has been a Rakshasa, she has reached the highest status of a woman in the Rakshasa Hall, the Jade Rakshasa, and now, she is the woman next to the master of the world of death.
She is not very beautiful, but she lives a more noble life than any beautiful woman
She was once Yin Jiaoyue, a protoss living in Beiyun
She is now unknown to everyone in the death world, Yue Ji
"bright moon"
Someone is calling her name
She didn't look back. She was the only one who could ignore or even look back when the master of Rakshasa Hall spoke.
Bu Nanxiao stepped forward, looked at the woman with an indifferent expression, and smiled: "Jiaoyue, what are you thinking about?"
Yin Jiaoyue turned her head and looked at Bu Nanxiao, the leader of the Rakshasa Hall who was in charge of the entire Rakshasa Hall, and said lightly: "I want to retaliate against your porcelain doll, which is better to relieve my hatred."
After Bu Nanxiao heard this, she started laughing, with a kind of indifferent ridicule that didn't seem to be serious, but it didn't seem like she was joking.
"Nan Xiao," Yin Jiaoyue's smile disappeared and she looked at the hall master with some pity in her eyes, "I really want to know, if Ren Qingci doesn't come back, or she has fallen in love with someone else, what will you do?
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Bunanxiao smiled helplessly, and fiddled with the ring on his left index finger with his right hand that symbolized the identity of the hall master. Yin Jiaoyue understood the meaning of his small action. He was hiding his inner uneasiness. In fact, such an assumption was too likely to happen.