She thought she was just an unknown princess in the imperial city, until the night of sealing her pulse, her forehead and heart burst into flames, and all the flames moved.
The destiny belongs to her, and the three realms are in chaos.
A world-destroying flame burned out the blood of gods, the bones of demons, and the catastrophe of the human race.
He is the demon king who fell for her, and she is the fate that burned for him.
Love and hate are separated by a breath, for whom does the song of burning the world rise.
Intention: Destiny cannot be chosen, but love and faith can rewrite the way of heaven; even if one is destined to die, he can shake the three realms by himself and find himself and his true heart.
