A Piece of Love That Cannot Be Written

Ruan Luo was originally a leafless blood sand plant in the underworld. By chance, he received guidance from an expert and with the help of a small amount of spiritual power, he went to the mortal world four times to influence the future demon king and prevent him from going astray and becoming a demon a hundred years later. When they first met, the future demon king was still young, less than six years old. Although his body was frail, his cold eyes were always indifferent at all times, as if everything in the outside world was just an ant in his eyes, contemptuous and ridiculous, including Ruan Luo, who was always smiling. Ruan Luo didn't know the real reason for this man's blackening, so he could only raise him as a biological brother. He thought that maybe after the little devil survived the disaster safely, he would think of her a little bit and give her a chance to be reincarnated, which would be better than his current identity of neither ghost nor demon. He has no one to protect him, so she comes to protect him. He wants to be the emperor, so she comes to hand him the knife... Identity, status, and power, Ruan Luo appears almost every time when the little devil needs these most, helping him time and time again, although he always takes the wrong path and goes further and further. But the way the Little Demon Lord looked at her became more and more wrong. Even one night, when she woke up, it was the Little Demon Lord who tied her to himself, and he gently sniffed every inch of her skin... Ruan Luo:? Ruan Luo saw that he could not influence the future demon king no matter what, and he was determined to do justice for heaven. At Huangquankou, it would be better for her to go and apologize to him. After all, she had treated him sincerely. But it was the soul-slaying sword picked up by the little devil that was pointed at her heart first. - At first, Shen Jingzhi was very dismissive of this person who suddenly appeared and said she wanted to be his sister. She always taught him with a frown and taught him one principle after another. Every six years, she would appear once, stay with him briefly for two months, and then suddenly turn around and leave without any news. He begged her not to leave, and she agreed with a smile. She would still disappear completely the next day. He grew up again and again, becoming a head taller than her. He gradually understood the relationship between men and women, and became the most noble person in the world today. Only she is still the same as before, as if the years since she disappeared have only been a few days to her. Hate, how could I not hate, hate that she was so understated, just saying "I'm back" seemed to be able to fill in all his shortcomings, without saying a word of explanation. The last time, he was already thirty years old and even had a trace of white hair on his head, but she still had the same smiling smile in her distant and dusty memory, clean and beautiful. - The cold sword dragged the ground, and blood stains dripped from the tip of the blade. He suddenly raised his lips and smiled, wiping the damaged corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes were red, and countless emotions that could never be seen were surging like waves. They were obviously suppressed but could not hide their excitement. "Hell, are you willing to go down with me?" He asked. Obviously there were many times when he wished he could cut off her hands and feet so that she could no longer escape. But if he didn't admit it, in the years when she disappeared, he would miss her as if she were drowning, want to rub her into his flesh and blood, and not separate her for thousands of years. Since you can't get it, let's destroy it together. No matter what hell, at least she will always be with you. - Demining: Dog blood plot stewed in a cauldron The male protagonist is crazy and has no sense of morality Purpose: Facing difficulties bravely