Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

past life.

Yan Ming is not the current Nether Lord.

Its true form is a little hedgehog practicing in the mountains.

At that time, the heaven and earth were full of spiritual energy.

It is not unusual for all things to have animism, and it is not uncommon for plants, animals and animals to be able to cultivate themselves.

It’s just that the process is extremely difficult. If you want to enter the immortal path, you must first practice the demon path. Let alone become an immortal. If you want to cultivate to become a demon, you also need to experience ninety-nine and eighty-one heavenly thunders. The number of people who can successfully overcome the tribulation is only one in a thousand.

Even so, countless creatures came forward one after another.

Yan Ming is one of them.

But it is dull in nature, weak in nature, and often beaten.

The immortal spiritual land it finally selected was also snatched away. Yan Ming couldn't help but stepped forward to fight for it, but one of his legs was bitten off.

From then on, it was even more bullied, without even the slightest strength to fight back. It was beaten all over with bruises, and could only hide in a corner and lick its wounds alone.

One winter, Yan Ming was expelled by his own kind and bitten blind, leaving only half of his face.

It was still alive, dragging its broken leg, struggling to walk in the boundless white snow, until it lost strength and fell in the snow...

Su Qiao from the previous life appeared at that time.

She stood there, the only color in that ruthless and pale world.

'What a poor little hedgehog...' She stretched out her hand towards it.

The dying hedgehog in front of her tried his best to bite her fingertips. It was dying. Its mutilated body and rotting flesh were all the world had to offer it.

So, when that hand reached out, it instinctively bit it with its fangs until it was bloody. It lost the strength and stared at her with eyes full of rage.

It was waiting for her to tear herself into pieces.

But the woman just looked at the finger with a piece of flesh bitten off and smiled faintly.

‘You have a pretty bad temper, do you want to live? She squatted in front of it and said to it, "Make a blood pact with me. Accept me as your master, and I will save you. If you want, just lie down and don't move. If you don't, just use your claws to dig out your own eyes." . I'll count to three and if you don't pick it, I'll take it as your consent. ’

Yan Ming: ‘…’

The devil was finally seen alive today.

After counting three times, the woman neatly formed a blood contract with it, and at the same time injected a wisp of yin energy from the netherworld into its incomplete body.

A side effect of the wound healing was that it turned black into briquettes.

‘Little hedgehog, let me give you a name. Look, it’s snowing so hard here. How about I tell you it’s snowing heavily? ’

Yan Ming: ‘…’

But this name was quickly forgotten by her.

She called it whatever came to her mind.

When there was hail, she called it shaved ice; when she passed a river or a waterfall, she called it a big river; when she passed a village where plague was raging and corpses were everywhere, she called it good medicine...

In fact, she herself is the medicine!

She develops life-saving medicine, tests the medicine herself, and coaxes it to taste it too...

She has tried countless medicines, traveled to many places, and saved many, many people...

Yan Ming was also used to following her and curling up next to her at night. Although from time to time a few thorns would be pulled out by this bad-tempered woman, she would show her teeth and forgive her.

Anyway, if she has something to eat, she won't be hungry.

And she won't abandon it or drive it away.

Several times Yan Ming had nightmares, dreaming that he was thrown into the ice and snow again, and a spirit woke up. The woman sleeping beside him seemed to sense something, reached out to pat its head, and took it into her arms...

The ice and snow in the dream just melted.

Yan Ming never had nightmares about being abandoned again.

It once thought that such days would go on forever...

until one day.

The woman gave it a new name.

‘Yan Ming. ’ She said, ‘Just wait for me...’

It stayed there obediently, watching her back leave... From dawn to dusk, and from dusk to dusk, the ice and snow melted, spring passed and autumn came, it always stayed there waiting for her to come back...

One day, it saw a funeral procession passing by the foot of the mountain.

It suddenly realized that the woman would not come back...

It's going to find her!

It didn't know where to look, so it walked all the way from the human world to the River of Forgetfulness.

Because I remembered that she said you should not harm living creatures, it was very hungry, so it caught a lot of evil ghosts to eat.

I don’t know how long it took before it reached the Netherworld.

The huge body filled with evil energy no longer looks like the original hedgehog...

It forgets many things, but it always remembers that it is looking for someone, someone who will not come back...

Until one day, the evil star appeared and said to it: 'Yan Ming, she will come back one day...'

This sentence was enough for it to willingly leave the Netherworld, and then was stupidly sealed underground in the Su family... From one waiting, to another hopeless waiting...

Su Qiao pulled away from Yan Ming's altar and returned to reality.

She was filled with sourness and stared in front of her eyes. Her heart and eyes were still filled with only her little hedgehog, and tears of unbearability and guilt overflowed from her eyes.

"I'm sorry..." Su Qiao said softly, distressedly, "I made you wait for so long..."

Yan Ming hid his sharp claws, touched her face gently with his flesh pad, and smiled.

"I'm not sorry. Master, I've been waiting for you..."

In its world, there is no concept of time, and it will not hate or complain.

It just listened to her and waited for her to come back.

Now that she is back...it is happy, that's all...