[The nine sky in the sky are poor and the sky is falling, and the shadows of the giants bless the common people.
Where is the past when all the glitz and glamor is gone? I remember the old love through music and songs]
Everyone knows that Jiuyi Immortal Gu Fuxi is the god of murder in this world, his heart is as cold as iron, and countless souls have died under his sword.
She broke two realms with one sword and maintained peace in the world for three hundred years, but she also suffered from the reputation of killing her brother to seize the throne and being ruthless.
She is the lonely moon standing on the top of the nine heavens, the ice that never melts in the Jitian Pavilion, cultivating the ruthless way, cutting off seven emotions and six desires.
Luo Huaisheng never thought that he would be illuminated by the light of this lonely moon.
On the mountain of corpses on a rainy night, she descended like a banished immortal, and was the only piece of driftwood he held on to when he was about to die.
He called her "fairy sister", his eyes burning with admiration and desperation.
He went to great lengths to stay by her side.
He bet on her compassion and her softness beneath the ice.
Finally, he became her legitimate and only apprentice.
The world envied him for reaching the sky in one step, being gifted with the divine sword Biluo, and inheriting the unparalleled mantle.
But no one knew the darkness and madness beneath his sweet smile.
"Master, you are my only light."
He looked up devoutly, his eyes filled with madness that was so thick that he couldn't get rid of it.
"Then you will always look after me, okay?"
He works step by step, carefully weaving a gentle web.
Watch her make an exception to share a meal with him, lose her mind while playing the piano for him, and get angry because of him.
He enjoyed her gaze lingering on him and the edge of her sword being pointed at him.
"How can I, my disciple, allow others to comment?" - At that moment, he was willing to drown in her cold shelter.
However——
The flame of revenge in his heart has never been extinguished, and beneath his well-behaved skin is a paranoid and crazy soul.
And the godhead beneath her ruthless words seemed to be quietly loosening, giving him the undue worldly fireworks.
When the mask of obedience is shattered, when the true nature of Crazy Batch is revealed...
Did she choose to kill the evildoers with her sword and practice the ruthless way?
Or... Are you willing to fall down from the altar for him and burn the cold plum blossoms in Jiuzhou together?
Master Qing Leng, Flower of the High Mountains
A forbidden love that begins with redemption, sinks into paranoia, and ends in ashes.
He tasted the taste of "living" at the cost of dragging her into the abyss together.
Concept: Master and apprentice have a sadomasochistic love affair