[Three generations of chasing his wife at the crematorium, the Demon Lord is also trapped in love today]
He chased her for three lifetimes.
In the first life, he was the Demon Lord and she was the Divine General. He broke her sword and watched her fall into the stars.
In the second life, he is the Demon Lord and she is the heroine. He burned down her sect and watched her perish in the flames.
In this life, when he found her, she was just a mortal embroiderer, but she was carrying his flesh and blood in her belly.
"Demon Lord, why do you want to destroy me this time?" She held the broken needle, her eyes filled with cold mockery.
Chonglou looked at the slightly bulging belly, and in his scarlet eyes, two lines of tears rolled down his face, burning through the years and sins.
"... This time, I'm here to give you and your child a home."
——But he doesn't know how costly this "home" is.
Deep in the Demonic Palace, the projection of the Eternal Silence Star Abyss circulates day and night;
The awakening bell of the divine world rang, and the sealed breath of the ancient gods awakened in her blood;
The miasma of the era entangled the young girl, and the shadow of destruction sealed underground quietly loosened...
When destruction becomes instinct, protection needs to be learned from scratch.
Repair the chair, erase the scratches, learn to sing a tuneless lullaby, and tie her hair with the hands that once tore the stars apart.
Until that day, the world collapsed, and the miasma of the era swallowed up everything——
He protected her and the child behind him and drew his sword against the entire world of gods and demons:
"Whoever touches them, I will bury the six realms of reincarnation."
——From destroying the world to building a nest for you.
——He studied this lesson called "love" for three whole lifetimes.
"I have ruined you in two lives, this life -
My life, my soul, the flame that burns all the wasteland in my palm,
They are all just for you and the children, burning as a light to go home. "
