[Crazy criticism of the beautiful and powerful god of death × sober anti-killing human rose | dark taboo × fatal romance | two crazy criticisms fishing for each other; bloody redemption under the game of fate]
After living for a thousand years, Jiu Ling, the God of Death, tasted the feeling of losing control for the first time.
He was supposed to harvest her soul, but instead he carved an anti-life contract on her collarbone and played a life-and-death game with her using his godhead as his focus.
She followed the bloody contract and pressed forward step by step:
Burn the book of life and death under his control and let the souls of the dead revel in the world.
Kiss him and drink the red wine mixed with talisman ashes, watching the end of his eyes glow with a strange golden color.
Deliberately slit his wrist on a full moon night: "Do you want my blood or my love?"
Until his silver hair wrapped around her ankles, and his divinity collapsed inch by inch
[The temperature of the God of Death is 37°C, a taboo, and the kiss at the end of the century when the godhead is burned]
"If you want the gods to fall, I will tear down the bones to pave the way for you."
"I want you to kneel down and look down at the world, but be my prisoner forever."
Intention: We must work hard towards love
