Three hundred years after my death, the divine king who personally killed me went crazy.
He smashed the mirror of reincarnation, reversed the time of ten lifetimes, and knelt before my corpse in each lifetime to repent.
He said he wanted to rewrite the ending.
But I am no longer the Yaochi lamp girl, the marriage princess, or the farmer Ahe.
I am a lonely soul in Lanruo Temple who refuses to die.
He cut out half of his divine heart to make lamp oil, and begged me to light it again:
"This time I will wait for you for ten lifetimes, a hundred lifetimes, lifetimes -"
I blow out the lamp lit with the blood of his heart:
"But Shenjun, I don't need light anymore."
"I just need you -
"Also have a taste of the coldness of these three hundred years. "
