The Mobei war god Nanfang Shuo was born with frost. His sword energy could freeze Turkic cavalry to pieces, but it could not freeze his fox brother from turning into a monster.
Nanfang Li, a nine-tailed demon fox of Qingqiu bloodline, grabbed Zhou Li and tore his brother's sword to pieces, and it became the sweetest calamity for Zhenbei Hou Mansion ever since.
"Brother's frost armor is too hard, Li'er is going to soften it with syrup!"
"If you make trouble again, I will paste your fangs with Coptis chinensis paste."
When the Demonic Sword of Chengying recognizes its owner, when it is fate to drink blood, Nanfang Shuo smashes the Qingqiu altar with his sword, and pierces the tip of the knife into his own heart: "Want to drink blood? I have three hundred years of sugar residue pickled in my life pattern, which is enough for you, a broken sword, for three lives!"
- The cold-faced God of War relied on the frost-patterned sword energy to raise his cubs, but ended up becoming a spoiled child.
- The host of the demon sword does not want to start a career but only wants to tear down the family. The God of War approves official documents and is not as skilled as weaving sword spikes.
- When fate said "sacrifice your brother", the God of War turned fate into a candied storybook
-The God of War is also taking care of the naughty child today.
