Kunlun Snow at the Top of Seoul Tower

This is a particularly favorite work that combines elements of Eastern fantasy and Korean romance. Kunlun Snow at the top of Seoul Tower: When the ten thousand years of wind and snow in Kunlun Ruins crashed into the neon curtain wall of Seoul Tower, under Jin Yunxi's bright halo, the karma and blood debt of ninety-nine reincarnations were sealed. She is the perfect idol under the spotlight. Every wave of support on the singing stage is her only way to survive against the "Nine Netherworld Fire" that burns her soul and corrodes her bones. He is Xuan Chen, the ancestor of cultivation, who came through the void, holding the natal sword "Frost Ember" made of a mysterious jade finger in his hand, just to pursue from her the Kunlun Snow that was nine hundred years late, and an answer that he has not been able to get even in ninety-nine reincarnations. **"The moment when the Wire wire broke, it was the ninety-ninth page that was torn out of the Samsara Department's account book - and the liquidated damages were my soul."** Xuan Chen's cold declaration dragged Jin Yunxi into a fatal whirlpool that spanned cultivation and Korean entertainment. The sequins on the singing uniform reflect memories of past lives, the frozen Shura field in Hongdae nightclub freezes time, and the system of Incheon Customs cannot detect this person, reflecting the thousands of years of smuggling crimes in the soul mark. Popularity is her life-sustaining medicine, but it is the poison that accelerates his "Heavenly Clearance Process". When the lifting platform of the global live broadcast concert turned into a god-killing reincarnation formation, and the holographic projection of the Kunlun Snow Peak pressed against the Seoul sand table, Kim Yun-hee tore the mark on her heart and took out the love and hate that had burned for thousands of years with her bare hands: **"The top actress's final singing outfit is a wedding dress mixed with a shroud - Xuan Chen, watch out! This encore stage with a viewership of over 100 million is my god-killing ceremony for ninety-nine reincarnations!"** The cable car of Nanshan Tower fell towards the Yaochi in the love robbery code, and the first snow of Seorak Mountain melted into the spiritual vein rope that he tore off with his bare hands. This is an Oriental love affair that uses the bright lights of Seoul as the altar, K-pop sound waves as the soul-crushing spell, nine hundred years of wind and snow loneliness and the blazing love of top popularity as fuel, and the ice cracks on the glass curtain wall and the countdown to reincarnation - the ultimate romance and the coexistence of explosive destruction. Snow is falling in Kunlun, love is thawing, and Seoul is sleepless.