In the beginning, one was the Nanfeng Lord, the most beautiful person in the world; the other was a weak child with nothing.
But it was the man who was called the God of Killing by the world who gave him eyes, gave him skills, nourished him, loved him, and protected him. In the silent years, love grows.
But as time goes by, love deteriorates, and the unrestrained Phoenix never imagined that he would avoid those rotten peach blossoms, but in the end he would accidentally end up with the most difficult and irresistible one.
"Rongqing."
"I'm here, Master."
"Ahem, cough, cough, I still really want to have a nest of little phoenixes." Yun Yian thought that the hint was very clear.
"Master, as far as I know, male phoenixes cannot lay eggs. Could it be that master has some talent that he is hiding from me?"
"Rongqing!"