There is a thing in the divine realm that can control the life and death of all things, as well as the prosperity and disgrace of the six realms.
There is a god in the six realms, who has been guarding the divine realm for thousands of years. As time goes by, his original intention remains unchanged.
There is a position in the immortal world, which is to take charge of the destiny of all things, but not to take charge of one's own destiny or the destiny of gods.
He is a noble ancient god, the only ancient god in the six realms. He is mysterious and cold, and can move clouds and rain with his hands, and shake the world with his hands.
She was an orphan, and she grew up step by step from the beginning to the end, but under layers of mist she finally understood that her life had never belonged to her.
"An'an, this is the third time." He lowered his head and looked at the god on his chest, his beautiful face looked pale and sad.
"Forget it, An'an, I can finally wait no longer," he smiled sadly and slowly closed his eyes.
"Li Luo..." She knelt in Paradise, tears streaming down her face.
Si Ming, not Si Ming, not Si Ming.
The descendants of gods, the highest bloodline, have declined and withered.
Can they change their fate and stay together in the end?
Is it the entanglement of fate, or...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
