"My lover is buried here. From now on, the sky will be bright in Eternal Night City, and there will no longer be long nights. Passers-by, I am not the goddess who protects this place, I am just his god."
The young man stood in the snow, his black cloak stained with wind and snow. His eyebrows were clear and his body was as long as jade.
"Xie Jian, you will die very early."
Xijun suddenly bent his eyes and smiled, with a little cinnabar on his forehead, like a compassionate Bodhisattva. The moonlight shone pitifully on her. In the distance, pills flow from the flying pavilion, crossing the sky.
"I know everything."
She only wore a plain white long skirt with an embroidered hem that dragged all the way to the front of Forbidden Cloud Palace, with the smoke-filled hall behind her.
"But I will find you, you have to wait for me."
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a fluttering butterfly, her voice was very soft, and she seemed a little scared. She looked across the hall and looked at the frightened birds in the sky.
"If you die, I will guard you for the rest of my life."
Cruel False God × Compassionate Gentleman
Purpose: To establish a destiny for the people