On the top of Changming Mountain, a sword pierced the heart.
He was Xu Ning'an, the master of Bliss Tower, who was the most powerful master in the world of cultivation. He died under the sword of his most beloved master, Gu Huaixue.
Blood stained his clothes, and he wanted to find a trace of regret in those cold eyes until his death.
Gu Huaixue sat with his dead body in his arms for three days, his black hair turning into snow, and then committed suicide.
The world praised him for his righteousness in killing his relatives, but no one knew that he had hidden the pain and guilt for hundreds of years.
A hundred years later, Xu Ning'an lost his soul and became the most humble servant disciple of Xuantian Sect.
I thought that a blood feud would be avenged, but in the sect hall, I bumped into those familiar eyes again.
Qingyun Sword Immortal Gu Huaixue, who has not aged for a hundred years, is still as white as the snow.
The moment their eyes met, Xu Ningan tightened her grip on the blood-stained jade in her sleeves——
In this life, he must let that person experience all the misfortunes he has suffered.
But he doesn't know that the master has been searching for him for hundreds of years and has been crazy for hundreds of years.
The sword that pierces the heart is hidden involuntarily; the frost and snow on the head are full of bone-eroding affection.
The pear blossoms have fallen, and the snow has fallen.
This time, it's me who will keep you safe all year round.
Gu Gong x Xu Shou
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