He is a son of the wind in the world, who fell from a hundred-foot cliff for his dream of flying.
He is the God-King who controls thunder, and he has been overlooking the human world from the Changle sky for countless years.
He is lonely and timid,
He is powerful and empty.
They met unexpectedly and formed a bond from then on.
"Brother, save me."
The boundless thunder broke through the eternal night, and the evil emperor who controlled the nightmare sea was killed, and the black tide of millions of miles became a thing of the past.
When Jiutian Xuannv got married, everyone in the world congratulated her, and the old god king said that the future of the god world would be entrusted to him.
The colorful clouds are overhead, the luan and the phoenix sing harmoniously, and the beauty is wearing a red candle.
The bells of Changle Palace rang loudly, and He turned his head and fell straight into the world, never looking back.
The red candle turned into ashes inch by inch, and Xuan Nu's mind was exhausted.
"Is something wrong?"
"Brother, I miss you."
"..."
"Brother."
"Don't call me brother."
In the abyss of the sky, there are people who have withstood ninety-nine heavenly tribulations, but finally died in the inner demon tribulation, and their souls fell to the bottom of the abyss.
He finally woke up again from his deep sleep. In his ears was the strong wind that had been howling for ten thousand years. There was a name hidden in the wind.
"Brother, it's dark."
"Brother, I'm afraid of the dark."
"Brother, I won't go back."
"Brother."
When lightning falls again in the world, when the god king who should have fallen comes again, when the gods in all realms kneel together in the world and heaven, when the wind no longer plays the dream bell of Changletian.
The long and quiet sky, time is not old, reincarnation of the underworld, that person will never return.
Many lives later, He looked at the human world from the Thousand-story Pagoda. Thunder and lightning patrolled the mountains and rivers again and again for hundreds of years, looking for a child who would tremble with fear during thunderstorms and call the sky Brother.
Waiting for him to take that step towards the cliff again.
Intention: I hope all lovers in the world will eventually get married, and their long-lasting love will be like a long-lasting companionship?