[1V1, strong, genius, group portrait, protecting the weak, iceberg]
Feng Qingli, a genius at the top of the sky, has a hidden spiritual vein of Phoenix marrow, and a young act of kindness has become the source of obsession.
Mo Linyuan, the Tianyan Sword Lord, has a soul-refining nightmare hidden in the scars on his collarbone. He has been searching for a wind and thunder to split the darkness for twenty years.
The first time they met in the Immortal Alliance, they were destined to be destined by half a move, but the burning heat in Bingshan's eyes made her panic. Wanhungu Ye Wushang coveted the two talents, and set up a dragnet, surrounded by bloody bone blades and bone-corrosive poisonous poisons.
The fragments of the medicine bottle overlapped, and the nursery rhyme of the ruined temple awakened the memory - the pill she threw away was his life; the back she turned around was his disaster.
"The chain has been broken long ago." She kissed his scar, and the phoenix marrow shone brightly.
"My life is still in your hands." He protected her body with his sword, and the frost and snow melted.
From the pursuit in the realm to the siege of the city in Lingxiao, the two swords combined to kill the evil cultivator, and they went to Jiuxiao to prove their deep love.
