He is a walking elixir, a life-sustaining elixir given to the tyrant by heaven.
Before he was six years old, Chu Feng was the humblest slave in the immortal world. Until the moment when he detected the best spiritual root, the Emperor of Heaven's loving hand touched his neck - from then on, he became a captive medicine man, even screaming when he cut out his face to draw blood became a luxury. In three thousand years of purgatory, the only night he picked up the broken little fox was the first time he held warm flesh and blood in his arms.
But that was actually the demon king Mo Yubai who had faced him with swords a hundred years ago.
When the demon king disguised as a young fox licks away the blood stains under his mask, and when the chains of the brothel in the demon world tie the ankles of the fallen immortal, this embrace that begins with calculation ends up becoming a double blade piercing the way of heaven. One of them became a saint in the flesh-cutting spell, and the other fought his way back to the throne from the prostitute's prison, refining love into a poison-quenching knife, but when they killed gods side by side, they discovered:
It turns out that the body temperature of each other in the snow that night had already turned the curse into a mutual agreement.
And when Chu Feng finally self-destructed, the aura that filled the sky was not the blood mist that shattered his immortal bones. It was the first time in three thousand years that someone made a pure white snow fall for him.
[Destiny carved love into a Lingchi knife, but they chose to use broken bones as red makeup]
Purpose: Deep love between master and disciple