The snow in Kunlun Ruins has fallen for three thousand years, but it can't freeze the cold in Shen Qingxuan's bones and blood.
He is the most favored disciple of the Immortal Lord. He wears a moon-white undershirt, his skin is as cold as porcelain, and his eyes are like misty cold stars. Even the movement of raising his hand to brush away the lanterns is as gentle as a pale shadow in ink. No one knows that beneath these diseased bones, there is hidden the original soul of the demon lord Silent Night - a crazy and violent existence that once sacrificed all souls and crushed the three realms. It is sealed and sleeping in the immortal bones. Just waiting for a crack, it will rekindle the prairie fire.
Until the remnant soul of Lord Silent Night broke through the seal and wrapped around him.
"Master, your immortal bones have raised me for three thousand years, it's time for me to protect you." The magnetic voice fell close to the ear, and the man in black clothes leaned on the vermilion window lattice, with his dark hair hanging down, but the red mole at the end of his eyes showed a careless cruelty, and he gently twisted a wisp of nether fire on his fingertips, illuminating Shen Qingxuan's pale face.
They are old enemies, from the same source, and they are the only salvation in each other's destiny.
Shen Qingxuan coughed up blood and protected the Lord of Silent Night behind him. When the magic was activated, the hem of his clothes fluttered with a cold and decisive look. In order to block the fatal blow for him, the Lord of Silent Night would be willing to shed the Demon Lord's aura. The shield condensed on his fingertips glowed with a warm light like gold foil, contrasting with the cold air between his bones.
The three realms were in turmoil and the Immortal Sect was under siege. They stood side by side on the edge of a cliff. Shen Qingxuan's sick face was tinged with determination, Lord Silent Night's madness concealed tenderness, and a bone lamp that burned down the three realms slowly lit up in the palms of their hands.
"Qingxuan, even if you destroy the three realms, I will accompany you."
"Silent Night, in this life, you are the only one who lives with me."
This is a fateful game intertwined between immortals and demons, a two-way rush between the sickly master and the crazy demon lord, and the ultimate love that lights up the lamp in a desperate situation and stays together in the darkness. See how they broke through and were reborn, using their bones as lamps and their souls as guides to illuminate their only way back to the three realms.
Intention: to light a lamp in a desperate situation and to play games in the dark