Shu Yixian, a traitor to the Xuanzong of the Qing Dynasty who was planted with a blood soul pearl, and Lan Mo, the killer of Tianque Pavilion who was ordered to hunt, were bound by a red luan contract stained by the blood and rust of the past. When the spiritual swords given by the sect pierced each other's throats, they glimpsed the sugar-coated truth - the murder of Princess Zhaoming on her wedding night a hundred years ago was actually the fate of the Zhulong that was committed by Qingxuan and Tianque. On the way to escape with white hair wrapped around a sword, the three hundred human sacrifices in the soul-eating array, and the unformed twin sword embryos in the refining furnace, all turned into the sugar coating of reincarnation when the blood beads resonated with the shark's tears. The antidote dug out of Shu Yixian's right eye was condensed into a sugar blade tablet, the puppet thread growing out of Lan Mo's heart was woven into a soul-eating web, and the candle dragon's one eye high in the sky was always watching the sacrifice of the pair of swords embracing each other. When the sugar began to crystallize in the cracks of heaven, they finally understood the most vicious motto of the fate contract: the so-called disaster is nothing more than the deliberate miss of the sugar pill in the sleeve of the executioner, and the clear ring of the silver bell on the traitor's wrist.
Purpose: Destiny is a subtle conspiracy, and those who break it must first become a more beautiful prisoner. When the frost begins to bite the hand of the chess player, disaster becomes the lightest cage in the world.