The crazy beauty Lu Fuxia, who no one on the killer list dares to challenge, takes on a death-like mission - to assassinate the demon king Gu Liangfu who has lived for a thousand years. In the first confrontation, thunder from the sky stirred up fire from the earth, fighting to the death. Lu Fuxia's blade only shines for the mission, no matter you are a demon or a ghost, it will cut without fail.
Good news: The mission is completed and the Demon Lord is killed.
Bad news: It's just a clone that died.
When Lu Fuxia dragged his blood-stained and tired body back to his cold villa, the small figure curled up at the door made him instantly alert. He was a little boy of about five years old, pretty and pretty, with big wet eyes, and was too cute to be true. He didn't have the ghostly aura of the Demon King at all.
Lu Fuxia frowned, alarm bells blaring in his head, but he couldn't remember whose lost cub this was. The moment he hesitated, the little boy rushed over like a cannonball, hugged his slender thigh, raised his little face, and shouted in a soft and sweet voice that could melt the heart:
"Dad! You are finally back!"
The sound of "Daddy" was like a piece of hot candy, unexpectedly breaking Lu Fuxia's frozen heart. The yandere killer's proud vigilance and murderous intent collapsed in the face of this extremely innocent dependence. By some strange combination of circumstances, he bent down and carried this "little trouble" who claimed to be his son into the house.
As a result, the cold-blooded top killer Lu Fuxia was forced to take up his post and became the adoptive father of the thousand-year-old demon king Gu Liangfu (limited edition in juvenile form).
However, when the once incompatible Demon Lord quietly returned to his adult form one night, with a familiar dangerous aura and bottomless eyes, imprisoning him between the cold wall and the warm chest, whispering in his ear: "'Dad,'... Are you going to kill me now?", Lu Fuxia was shocked to realize that this "domestication" that he seemed to be leading was a well-planned trap from the beginning.
The year is an illusion, and the father and son are false names. The thousand-year-old ghost used the most innocent face to weave a web called "pseudo-orthopedics" for the craziest killer. Did the killer tame the demon, or did the demon trap his prey? This dangerous game that begins with the incompatibility of water and fire, becomes trapped in the melting sound of milk, and finally entangles souls, has just begun...
Concept: A top-notch game with love as a prison: the tamer will eventually become a bird in the palm of his hand