There is an existence in the world that is nameless, nameless, and incomparable.
Personal name - Lord of the Ink Forbidden City.
Don't speak, don't get angry, don't move,
But one word can determine life and death, and one thought can change mountains and rivers.
Eternal loneliness, no weakness, no worries.
Until that mortal woman broke into his eternal night world.
People in the world fear him, stay away from him, and treat him as an untouchable taboo.
Only she dared to look directly at him, dare to be close to him, and dared to be his only exception.
From then on, taboos gained warmth and silence found a home.
He trampled the three worlds under his feet, but gave his tenderness only to her.
"Heaven and earth dare not go against you,
Because you are the only person I protect, the Lord Mo. "
Intention: Mortals can also shake immortals, and forbidden masters can also be lovers