The Dead Fox Demon Was Secretly Hidden by the Crown Princess

[Beautiful, powerful and tragic heroine➕God-winged god➕arrogant princess➕running in both directions] She was trapped in the eternal ruins that never saw the light of day, and she was the only one left from the beginning to the end. The charred land was filled with thunder. She was the chaotic demon soul that had been floating since the beginning of the world. Her name was Huaizhu, and she had survived alone for hundreds of millions of years. With no relatives or support, the only things that could be stuffed into his mouth were poisonous insects and rotten wood, and he had to grit his teeth to swallow every bite he took. The thunder that fell from the sky tore her flesh year after year, leaving scorch marks all over her body. She really didn't know what the word "warmth" felt like, and when people talked about it, it was like talking in her sleep. Once, Tan Hua, dressed in white, suddenly burst into the gray death fog, like a crack, giving her a glimpse of what a living person should be like. Later, it was the imperial concubine Yaoshu, holding a sword in her hand, who blocked the murder for her. The figure crashed into her soul that had been neglected for too long, like a handful of hot sunlight. Huaizhu engraved this idea into her bones. She suppressed all the wild and violent energy in her body and was willing to live behind Yaoshu, shielding her from the cold knives stabbed in the dark, and settling the messy troubles in the court for her. She is not greedy for anything, she just hopes that she can hold on to the gentleness of the world that she finally got, and not be blown away. But the people in the Immortal Sect were short-sighted and were scared to death of her inherent chaotic origin. They just found her guilty and completely destroyed her cultivation, and kicked her out of the mountain gate. Before she could take a deep breath, the flames of war came over, the mountains and rivers collapsed piece by piece, and Yaoshu was detained in the enemy camp. Huaizhu was forced to a dead end overnight. The front was dark and the back was dark. But just when she had nowhere to go, the origin of the ruins buried deep in the seams of her bones seemed to be awakened by something. There was a rumble, and the wings of chaos made of tens of thousands of meters of colored glass tore the flesh and blood from her back and stretched out. The thunder rolled across the realm, and the heaven and earth bowed their heads. No one expected that the little monster that was lying at the bottom of the trampled ruins and lingering for a living would now seize the power of chaos, break through the enemy camp and snatch his sweetheart back, and then turn around to find the fairy gate to settle old accounts one by one. The turmoil in the world was suppressed by her alone, and no one dared to say a word. Looking back, I saw that every step I took along the way was scarred, and there were cuts everywhere made by the wind and frost. Fortunately, when she climbed to the highest point, the person who handed her the first glimmer of light was still standing firmly beside her. The land that had been deserted for tens of thousands of years finally had someone accompanying her, and it was so warm that it made people want to sigh. Concept: Huaizhu is a fox demon that no one wants. He is injured and half of his life, but he just manages to find a way out from a dead end. Everyone said she deserved to die in the mud, but she happened to turn over and met the Crown Princess Yao Shu - the girl who was aloof but whose life was hanging by a thread. When the two people came together, it seemed like they had a secret code. She gave her heart to Yaoshu, and Yaoshu gave her life in exchange. She owed nothing to anyone, but she could not live without anyone. There are no earth-shattering vows. It's just that in those most difficult days, you pull me and I pull you, and you become the other person's last source of confidence. The wasteland-like life finally felt a little warmer. It is the only partiality, the companionship that will not let go once it is recognized. After all, how can there be so many vain "two-way rushes" in this world? It was just that she was willing to give and she was willing to receive. The two of them rolled in the mud for a while, and in the end they were still holding hands and their hearts were still beating, and they lived like this for the rest of their lives.