C157 Your Eyesight Is a Little Bad

Yang Ningxiu stayed at his master's place for the time it took for an incense stick to burn, and listening to her own narration of all the suffering and happiness in front of his master, she felt like she was reading the story of someone else. The giant boulder that was originally in her heart, suddenly dropped slowly, and finally shattered into a cloud of smoke.

It had been more than a year