On the night of Shen Yuan's wedding, heavy snow swept over the capital, and he waited all night in his wedding clothes.
The groom finally came.
Standing at the door, looking at him like a stranger.
Then the golden light was initiated and soared away.
Later, Shen Yuan learned that his husband Mu Changye was just a ray of love soul of Changming Immortal Lord who came to earth and endured tribulations.
The calamity is complete, the soul of love dissipates, and the Immortal Lord returns to his throne.
And he is nothing.
Everyone said that Shen Yuan was crazy.
He was indeed crazy and possessed, and his heart was pierced by a palm from the exorcist.
On the verge of death, he fell into a familiar and warm embrace.
Mu Changye, that mortal soul that should no longer exist, tore apart the Immortal Lord's consciousness and seized control.
He pressed Shen Yuan tightly into his arms and exchanged his own life for Shen Yuan's.
"A Yuan, I'm sorry."
Before the soul of love dissipated, he used the last bit of soul power to cast a symbiosis curse on himself——
Shen Yuan was injured, and he was injured.
If Shen Yuan dies, he dies.
So the aloof and indifferent Changming Immortal had no choice but to take Shen Yuan back to heaven.
The face that looked exactly like Mu Changye's was filled with alienation.
Shen Yuan lived in heaven for three hundred years.
The Immortal Lord had blocked three hundred years of lightning for him, fended off countless immortals who came to cause trouble, and warmed his hands and feet that had been cold all year round due to his illness.
Shen Yuan said calmly: "You don't have to be like this. I know you are not him."
That noble, cold and arrogant face was silent for a long time, and finally spoke humbly:
"I could be him too."
And the depths of hell.
There was a man crawling back amidst the gnawing of thousands of souls, swallowing all the resentful souls biting him, and gouging out all the memories belonging to the Immortal from his body.
He carves his lover's name into his bones and blood.
The moment his heart started beating again, he raised his head and looked in the direction of light across the distance between hell and heaven.
"A Yuan, wait for me."
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❶Sick, weak, beautiful, strong and miserable
❷Attack settings: The Immortal Lord's body will be cold and fragrant in the early stage, but will turn into a demon king in the later stage.
❸Shou may have a higher status
Intention: love is hard to survive