["Demon Lord of Changming Yuan" Su Huaiye/Xie Jiu'an & "Jiuxiao Gate Lampkeeper" Bai Jin/Changming Lian/Zhao Yu, ten generations of reincarnation]
"Master, this year's plum blossom candy will no longer be bitter..."
Young Su Huaiye knelt in the snow, quietly hiding the knife wound that had cut out his heart, and then offered the sugar pill soaked in dragon's blood to Chang Ming reverently. During the thirty thousand years of reincarnation, he did not hesitate to turn his heart into lamp oil, and his broken soul to become the wick, boiling the most vicious calamity in the three realms into bitter sweet icing sugar.
At that time, the immortal world was already in decay, and the fallen immortal Chang Ming resolutely broke his destiny. However, she was shocked to see Xie Jiu'an, a blind musical instrument reincarnated by her husband's consciousness, coughing up blood and asking her with a smile: "Girl, are you willing to use three drops of your heart's blood in exchange for the song "Lamp Guard"?" There is a soul-eating curse hidden in the sugar puppet; on the broken pages of the marriage book, there is a heart-cutting oath condensed. And Hanque's sneer-filled voice seemed to penetrate time and space: "Every drop of senior sister's tears is feeding his heart-eating Gu!"
When the light of the glazed lamp illuminated the deepest part of Guixu, and the long white hair gently entangled Su Huaiye's broken horn, she suddenly understood that after thirty thousand years of heart-breaking pain, it turned out that someone had carved the love in his heart into a protective scale, and turned the most heart-wrenching separation into the longest love letter in the world.
"Zhao Yu, this time I will hold the lamp for you."
Wherever the sweetness reaches its extreme, there is always a cutting edge; when the pain reaches its end, you can finally see the spark of hope - where the three realms are ashes, there is still a bright light.
Reader comments
In ten reincarnations, love is the poisonous frosting.
The eternally bright wick is soaked in the sweetness and pain of dragon blood boiled into sugar, and the sadomasochistic love of ten reincarnations is torn between the soul-eating curse and the broken pages of the marriage book. The author uses the narrative aesthetics of "darkness under the lamp" to melt conspiracy and betrayal into a love letter engraved on the back of the scales - when the white hair is wrapped around the broken horns, when the truth explodes in Guixu, all the lies become the glazed light that illuminates destiny.
The group of characters shine brilliantly in the intertwining of good and evil: the forbearance of the lampkeeper, the paranoia of the demon king, and the sobriety of the puppet are all like dancing wicks, burning themselves while illuminating others. This fairy tale transcends the sweet and sadistic routine, and writes bloody lines of protection and redemption on the long scroll of ten reincarnations.
In ten reincarnations, love is the poisonous frosting. The eternally bright wick is soaked in the sweetness and pain of dragon blood boiled into sugar, and the sadomasochistic love of ten reincarnations is torn between the soul-eating curse and the broken pages of the marriage book. The author uses the narrative aesthetics of "darkness under the lamp" to melt conspiracy and betrayal into a love letter engraved on the back of the scales - when the white hair is wrapped around the broken horns, when the truth explodes in Guixu, all the lies become the glazed light that illuminates destiny. The group of characters shine brilliantly in the intertwining of good and evil: the forbearance of the lampkeeper, the paranoia of the demon king, and the sobriety of the puppet are all like dancing wicks, burning themselves while illuminating others. This fairy tale transcends the sweet and sadistic routine, and writes bloody lines of protection and redemption on the long scroll of ten reincarnations.