A divine tree of seven orifices, with laughing eyes that blossom beneath the heavens.
The goddess of the Wood God, whose words are pearls and whose sleeves stir the winds and clouds, and the last surviving male traitor of a clan, transformed into a demon overnight and doomed to endless ruin.
Mu Fanshu: “I can't promise to help. As far as I'm concerned, the fact that you didn't make things difficult for him when he was in trouble is already something I'm immensely grateful for.”
Lian Tianying: “It's a deal. Give me a grand funeral, and don't take revenge.”
Tantai Shuling: “Have you ever been bitten by a mosquito? If it bites you once and you take its life, isn't that going too far?”
Zhou Ji: “Father, you died on the throne. Do you think that was a dignified death?”
Tianshu: “Eight thousand years have passed. I was blind to have loved the wrong person.”
Liuli: “This world is unjust. What use is there in keeping it?”
Faint waves ripple; layered clouds loom. Who is the true master strategist, the king behind the scenes?
“Ying'er, what did you see in the Spirit-Guiding Formation that day?”
“Mountains of white bones, rivers of blood. You and I stood at the very top, side by side, dancing together.”
(This story won't go on hiatus or end badly. If you love sweet romance with a touch of angst, immortals and gods, and anime, don't hold back your golden finger. Come on in!)
There are many exquisite trees with seven orifices, and flowers in the smiling eyes reach the sky. The happy thing is that Mu Fanshu found her Ying'er, but the unhappy thing is that she found Ying'er, otherwise she wouldn't have suffered so much. But for Mu Fanshu, Lian Tianying is her light. For Lian Tianying who has become a charm, Mu Fanshu is not his light. At the end of the story, Mu Fanshu tried her best but could not save her Ying'er, so she and her Ying'er rushed to death together. The ending is open-ended, and a ray of soul of the male and female protagonist is rescued.