Two male protagonists, Qiangqiang, master and apprentice, under age
This book has no explosive long title, no domineering president, no noble man, no crematorium for chasing his wife, no invincible attacker, no heart-throb sufferer, no system, no cheats. There are no adventures of traveling through another world, no cool plots of counterattacks, no bloody twists and turns of all the members being blackened, and no cheap romance of "the whole world is just for you". He and his appearance are not even described.
But here are
The weight of cause and effect: a broken piece of ice soul hides the guilt that has not been expressed for three hundred years; a pure demon lotus blooms, connecting the game between heaven and human heart. When "atonement" becomes the shackles of obsession, no one can escape it alone.
Silent affection: Some people cut half of a magic pill just to keep the light in their apprentice's eyes, some people burn all their life feathers to repay an unknown favor, and some people use lies as a shield to protect the bloody tenderness behind the truth. The friendship here is never priced with the word "love".
The light in the ashes: When divinity and humanity are torn apart, when justice and personal love are wrestling, those blood-stained ice soul threads and the shattered soul-chasing array have become the most stubborn stars in the darkness.
The story here is a dull knife. It's not about immortals or demons, it's about those fools who, in the torrent of fate, do what they know well but cannot do anything.
Reader comments
"Without me, Master will turn into an ice sculpture sooner or later"
Although I don't know how to write recommendations, I reluctantly wrote one in order to complete the Tomato Boy task. It can also be considered a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.
If you are tired of reading Long Aotian's refreshing articles about cultivating immortals, and tired of the black and white confrontation between good and evil, this will open a new door for you. There is no perfect savior, only a group of mortals who persistently light lamps in the cracks of heaven; there is no selling of cheap blood here, but only the most real struggle and awakening under the torrent of fate. You may ask yourself in the mirror: If you hold the Guanxin Pupil in your hand, would you dare to look directly at the most secret cracks in your heart?
It's good to watch, very suitable for listening to when fishing at work, you won't lose money if you invest in it, it's safe and sound.
"Without me, Master will turn into an ice sculpture sooner or later" Although I don't know how to write recommendations, I reluctantly wrote one in order to complete the Tomato Boy task. It can also be considered a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder. If you are tired of reading Long Aotian's refreshing articles about cultivating immortals, and tired of the black and white confrontation between good and evil, this will open a new door for you. There is no perfect savior, only a group of mortals who persistently light lamps in the cracks of heaven; there is no selling of cheap blood here, but only the most real struggle and awakening under the torrent of fate. You may ask yourself in the mirror: If you hold the Guanxin Pupil in your hand, would you dare to look directly at the most secret cracks in your heart?
It's good to watch, very suitable for listening to when fishing at work, you won't lose money if you invest in it, it's safe and sound.
Good-looking, good-looking, good-looking [smile]
Sect Master Lu, accept me and sweep the floor.