This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt, walked barefoot to the window, and looked at the half-lit sunset in the sky.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is near dusk. The dim sunset carries a heavy feeling after years of precipitation. Helpless by the waste of time, it retracts all its brilliance to wait for tomorrow's sunrise.

"Junior sister, are you awake?" Shao Shuang'er held a basin of hot water, looked at her with a pale face, and forced a smile.

An Ling turned her head blankly, her memory still lingering on the last words of Master Black Mist's instructions, and the heart-wrenching pain that felt like fire burning through her veins.

She looked at Shao Shuang'er's pale face in surprise, took a few quick steps, and held Shao Shuang'er's arm, "Senior Sister Shuang'er...what are you doing?"

Shao Shuang'er shook her head bitterly, "It has nothing to do with the sect, it's just my own personal matter. I was upset, so I just took the job of taking care of you to save you from suffering." She put the hot water on the table and sat down on the stool, "You finally woke up, you should be able to use the cleaning technique."

"I..." An Ling lowered her head and touched her Dantian, which was filled with powerful spiritual power. "What happened next?"

Shao Shuang'er pondered for a moment and explained with some difficulty: "Grandmaster, the sect master 'invited' us into the Tongtian Tower. Not long after, people from the Tianqiong Sect came. They used the matter of the traitor Zhang Fan and Grandmaster to provoke the sect master, and they have been killed by the sect master. The sect master asked us to prepare to fight against the Tianqiong Sect."

"You have been in a coma for a month. Every day, you are tortured by the spiritual power of the master and you are covered in cold sweat. I and several other sisters are taking turns to take care of you."

An Ling thanked Shao Shuang'er earnestly: "Thank you for your care, Senior Sister."

"Alas," Shao Shuang'er sighed again. She was no longer as happy as before. "A lot of things have happened during this period of time. I came to your place to seek refuge."

"Senior Sister...what's wrong with you?" This is what An Ling has always wanted to ask. Although there have been changes in the sect, Shao Shuang'er's behavior is really too strange. She just said that it was because of her personal affairs, and no one knows why.

"My family wants me to go back and get married," Shao Shuang'er said bitterly, "to a man I've never met as a child, but I haven't learned anything in the Sword Sect yet, and I really don't want to do that." She stared at An Ling with pleading eyes, "An Ling, I know you're not an ordinary woman and won't have such troubles, but I, I don't know what to do. My parents said in the letter that if I don't go back and get married, they will cut off all ties with me!"

"Then break up." An Ling said calmly. She sat down and held Shao Shuang'er's hand. "If your parents don't even want to listen to your wishes, and if the person you married as a child can't even wait for you to study, then you will be unhappy whether you marry him or go home. To put it bluntly, they just treat you as an object to connect the two families."

"But, but..." Shao Shuang'er hesitated, "If my family angered the other party, would they be able to wipe us out with just one sentence?"

"Ah?" An Ling asked in surprise, "Who is your blind date... oh no, your childhood date? Is he so amazing?"

"He...his last name is Lu." Shao Shuang'er said.

"And then?" Although An Ling was a little annoyed by her attitude, she still wanted to find out who the other person was who could make Shao Shuang'er so difficult.

Shao Shuang'er raised her eyes, and her little face that looked like Lin Daiyu looked at An Ling with tears in her eyes. An Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she sighed that Shao Shuang'er was really a beauty, and she couldn't let a blind marriage bring disaster to her. As a result, Shao Shuang'er's words made An Ling completely speechless, "The Great Xuan Emperor also has the surname Lu,"

"Uh..." An Ling let go of Shao Shuang'er's hand, stood up and picked up the broken stars from the table, "Then I have no choice but to fight for you!"

……

After Shao Shuang'er talked to An Ling, although An Ling could not really solve her problem, her mood improved a lot. She grabbed An Ling's hand and said seriously: "These things have nothing to do with you. I have been holding it in for too long and have no one to talk to. So I grabbed you who just woke up and said a lot of long-winded words. I am really sorry."

Shao Shuang'er's directness made An Ling a little overwhelmed. She forcefully pulled her hand out of Shao Shuang'er's strong palm and said, "I'm glad I can help you." She glanced out from time to time, wondering what had happened in the Sword Sect. In fact, she wanted to know more about the Heavenly Dao, Master Black Mist, and information related to the Sky Dome Sect, rather than trivial matters of love.

Shao Shuang'er felt a little disappointed. As expected, a wonderful woman like An Ling would not have such useless worries. How great it would be if she could be as carefree as An Ling!

But she still forced a smile and handed An Ling the Canglan Sword Sect's disciple uniform from the hanger next to her. "Junior sister, the sect has never had the time to customize disciple uniforms for you. Here, this one is yours."

Watching An Ling take the clothes, put them on carefully, and then hold the Broken Stars, whose scabbard was very gorgeous, in her hand, a heroic swordsman stood in the room. Shao Shuang'er's eyes were slightly red, and she sat on the stool and looked up at An Ling, and suddenly said: "Many people are worried about you, and many people are questioning you, but you must not pay attention to their gossip. You are a great woman, and you are still my dream."

"Senior Sister, why are you crying?" When An Ling heard Shao Shuang'er's crying voice, she almost ran over and hugged Shao Shuang'er.

Shao Shuang'er's tears flowed like spring rain. She felt the warmth from An Ling's body, and felt even more the gap between herself and the sun. However, she was reluctant to give up such warmth. She hugged An Ling back tightly, leaning carefully on her shoulder, taking care not to let her tears stain An Ling's clothes.

"An Ling..." Shao Shuang'er whispered after a long while, "You must take big steps forward, understand?"

"Yeah." An Ling felt the heaviness in Shao Shuang'er's words. Although she didn't know what happened, she still nodded seriously as always and replied: "I will try my best."

Afterwards, Shao Shuang'er hugged An Ling and slowly told her about her fate.

"I was born in a family of officials, but I was weak and sickly since childhood. Fortunately, the half-immortal Kunlun Sanren rescued me and introduced me to the immortal sect. That's why I am able to live well until now."

"When His Majesty heard about this, he granted me a marriage and allowed me to marry the Third Prince Lu Xiuhong when I reached the age, thus strengthening our relationship."

"But I..." Her cheeks flushed and she grabbed An Ling's sleeve, "I already have someone in my heart, and that person is..."

"Is it Senior Brother Lu?" An Ling asked. Shao Shuang'er's concern for Lu Xiulin was so obvious that even she, who had just met her, could see it, let alone other people?

"Well..." Shao Shuang'er nodded, "But I just want to practice with him in the Sword Sect, and I don't have any thoughts of... becoming husband and wife."

An Ling sighed. This is an injustice...