On a dark and windy night, Dongfang Qingcang blocked Ji Yun in the Siming Palace, his eyes were dark, and the fire of karma was burning at his fingertips.
"You have tried so hard to make me the heartless and loveless Moon Lord forever?"
Ji Yun forced himself to calm down: "Yes. Because you are the strongest like that."
He came closer suddenly, his hot breath blew into her ear, his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of grievance and madness:
"But I have quietly developed a ninth emotion for you. It's too late for you to say no now."
"I tell you, if you want to break it, break it with me; if you want to love it, love it with the three realms. You... Choose one."
