This is a killing game that uses sincerity as bait, and it is also a return journey paved with hatred.
He was once the brightest yucca in the flower world, but he made the most stupid move on her way to becoming a god. The moment he died, he hated her careless look.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the time when we first met. He was parasitic in his own body with cold eyes, watching the innocent and immature "self" once again be fascinated by her charm, and fell into decline step by step. He vowed to save her from eternal disaster, but every time she was in danger, he was the first to break his pride. When she kissed his lips with a smile, who was out of control?
She is a romantic queen who travels across the three realms, and a demigod evil cultivator who climbed up on corpses. She regards love as a stepping stone to becoming a god. She is ruthless and indifferent, never touching her body. Until the sickly prince put his arm around her waist in front of thousands of people at the execution ground, and asked with a burning breath: "My queen, are you happy with Xuan Yi?"
Only then did she realize that the chess game that started with exploitation gradually changed its flavor.
When the reborn avenger meets the planner of the catastrophe, love is an illusion and hate is the background. Every touch of fingertips is a repetition of betrayal, and every time they sacrifice their lives to protect each other is a deeper sinking.
In the darkness, the poisonous fangs of the anaconda have sunk into her shoulders, the magical weapon Jingzhe from the past has transformed into a human being, and past creditors have arrived together with new variables. The Yin-Yang Wanfang Yi she sought was close at hand, enough to resurrect all her regrets, but the price was to cut off all cause and effect.
In the torrent of fate, they are each other's disaster and the only other side.
In this game of love and hate, there is no winner, only entanglement until death.
On one side is the heart-burning hatred from the past life, and on the other side is the heart-wrenching emotion in this life. Tangxi Jue, this time, should I pull you into the abyss together, or wait for you to push me into reincarnation again?
Concept: ecological allegory