One is Nangong Su, a disgraced traitor to the Immortal Realm, a lackey of the Ghost Clan, and a human-world drama queen, someone who is neither quite human nor quite ghost, and utterly unhinged.
One is Senior Brother Xiao, a dashing, refined, gentle, considerate, and devoted cultivation prodigy, a paragon of the Three Realms and a heartthrob to young women, flirtatious but never lewd.
And one is Ye Xingtao, a noble-born darling of the heavens, determined to rival the sky itself, convinced that everyone but her is garbage.
A soul lantern, burning bright, entwined the fates of all three.
Though this is a story about three people, there can only be one pair together for a lifetime.
Ye Xingtao sighed. "Yes, that old scoundrel Nangong and Senior Brother Xiao eloped (just kidding)..."
A long song about right and wrong, love and hate, laughter and tears, affection and heartbreak.
Let the world say what it will about the righteous and demonic sects. I still won't let go of your hand.
The Six Faces of the Soul Lantern:
First Face: We rode bamboo horses and played beneath green plums, but thirty years later, all had turned to ash.
Second Face: Even a lovesick soul in this world finds love growing thin when passion burns too bright.
Third Face: Ask not of life before death. Who knows how much tenderness there was, or who ever saw it?
Fourth Face: Nothing in this world can be kept. A youthful face leaves the mirror, and flowers fall from the tree.
Fifth Face: On the mountain, trees bear branches; the world's deepest sorrow is yearning for someone.
Sixth Face: You are like a jade tree, while I am but a willow. How could I dare hope to stay by your side forever?
The moment the puppet stopped the old thief Nangong, I was actually a little moved.
Charming old thief Nangong! BathingJPG.
Old thief Nangong, charge! ! !