He is the peerless healer of the martial world, able to bring the dead back to life, yet unable to save his childhood sweetheart. He watches her drink down the hatred of the pleasure quarters, then slowly grow cold in his arms. He is a royal noble burdened by vengeance. Though he holds power over all under heaven, she still severs their love and renounces him, until her bones turn to dust. She is the last warm color beyond the black and white of his world, and he protects her even if it turns him into a demon. He is the mountain range he can never cross in her eyes; wherever she looks, she sees only admiration. He is the love of her life, and through all the world's trials, she will never leave him. Within the martial world, black and white clash as they fight to reclaim justice. Beyond it, love turns to obsession, and no one can escape.
Suddenly I didn't pick up, and I felt like the plot was discontinued.
Why write girls to death?
It feels a little short, I don't know what happened, is it gone?
Pass by secretly and like quietly
Brother Mo, come on, Daiski
Momo, I'm reading a book. The writing is good but too short. I'm waiting for future updates.