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Jin Xi
Fantasy Romance烬羲
South Wind Blows Late
At the beginning of the sky, the embers of chaos scattered for nine days, giving birth to the only embers god Xihe in the world. All gods are born with gifts from heaven and earth and are crowned by laws, but she is the only orphan of chaos. She has no priesthood, no fate, and no blessing from heaven. She is recognized as the "superfluous god" by the three realms and six realms. For thousands of years, she has been dormant in the abyss of ruins, using her soul to nourish the origin of chaos that is about to die, watching with cold eyes the gods fighting for power and the ups and downs of the common people. She has an indifferent and solitary temperament, is decisive in killing, does not believe in the way of heaven, and has no love for all living beings. She only hides a weakness that the world does not know. Cang Heng, the ancient god of war, controls the world's wars and the laws of heaven. He is the most loyal blade of heaven. He is the most powerful god who is respected by the three realms and has no weakness. He abides by the rules of heaven, is ruthless and has no thoughts, and takes it as his lifelong destiny to eliminate the remnants of chaos and stabilize the order of heaven. Heaven regards chaos as the original sin and Ember God as the biggest variable in the world. It has laid out a killing plan for thousands of years in order to crush the embers of chaos and completely eradicate the aliens who do not belong to Heaven. When the God of War, who is lawful and upright, collides with the rebellious and lonely God of Chaos. Heaven ordered him to kill her and protect the stability of the three realms; but after thousands of years of spying and looking at each other in the abyss, the cold God of War had already overturned his heart for the rebellious god. She originally wanted to burn all the divine bones, return to nothingness, and break away from the shackles of heaven; he was willing to break the rules of heaven, destroy his own divine position, and use the divine bones all over his body as a shackle to protect her from being burned down every year. All the gods are cold and ruthless, but no one knows that the hottest and purest love in the world starts from the solitary fire in the abyss and embers in the heart of the gods. I am going against the will of heaven, not to conquer the three realms, but to live with you for the rest of my life. I will not go to heaven or enter reincarnation.
At the beginning of the sky, the embers of chaos scattered for nine days, giving birth to the only embers god Xihe in the world. All gods are born with gifts from heaven and earth and are crowned by laws, but she is the only orphan of chaos. She has no priesthood, no fate, and no blessing from heaven. She is recognized as the "superfluous god" by the three realms and six realms. For thousands of years, she has been dormant in the abyss of ruins, using her soul to nourish the origin of chaos that is about to die, watching with cold eyes the gods fighting for power and the ups and downs of the common people. She has an indifferent and solitary temperament, is decisive in killing, does not believe in the way of heaven, and has no love for all living beings. She only hides a weakness that the world does not know. Cang Heng, the ancient god of war, controls the world's wars and the laws of heaven. He is the most loyal blade of heaven. He is the most powerful god who is respected by the three realms and has no weakness. He abides by the rules of heaven, is ruthless and has no thoughts, and takes it as his lifelong destiny to eliminate the remnants of chaos and stabilize the order of heaven. Heaven regards chaos as the original sin and Ember God as the biggest variable in the world. It has laid out a killing plan for thousands of years in order to crush the embers of chaos and completely eradicate the aliens who do not belong to Heaven. When the God of War, who is lawful and upright, collides with the rebellious and lonely God of Chaos. Heaven ordered him to kill her and protect the stability of the three realms; but after thousands of years of spying and looking at each other in the abyss, the cold God of War had already overturned his heart for the rebellious god. She originally wanted to burn all the divine bones, return to nothingness, and break away from the shackles of heaven; he was willing to break the rules of heaven, destroy his own divine position, and use the divine bones all over his body as a shackle to protect her from being burned down every year. All the gods are cold and ruthless, but no one knows that the hottest and purest love in the world starts from the solitary fire in the abyss and embers in the heart of the gods. I am going against the will of heaven, not to conquer the three realms, but to live with you for the rest of my life. I will not go to heaven or enter reincarnation.

朽灯知妄
South Wind Blows Late
Yongchuan is an old city near the water that is locked in thick fog all year round. The old city has a tangle of alleyways and old houses that are dank and dank. Countless taboos and strange rumors have been passed down from generation to generation. The murders here can never be solved by normal criminal investigation. The deceased had hallucinations before his death, there were no traces at the scene, and the murder conformed to ancient local taboos. Everyone believed that ghosts and gods were seeking his life. Only delusion can see through all illusions. She was born with a morbid talent - the ability to read the last obsessions and memory fragments of the deceased. I have no sense of ghosts and gods, I only see through the decay of human hearts. When she was seventeen, her entire family died tragically overnight, all evidence was destroyed, and the murderer went free. From then on, she completely froze her temperament, became indifferent, indifferent, and lived alone deep in the old city, becoming a crime interpreter that everyone feared among the people. One serial murder case broke out one after another: Coffins are sealed with nails, old houses are used for longevity, living sacrifices are made in foggy lanes, and the dead commit murders in their dreams... Every murder is disguised as a folk curse, and the truth is buried deep in the mud. Zhiwu walks alone in the darkness, using the remaining fragments of the deceased as clues to tear apart all disguises. She is calm, cold, paranoid, sick, sober to the point of cruelty. All weirdness is man-made, and all curses are deliberate planning. And a series of seemingly unrelated murders all point to the truth about the murder of her family, as well as the darkness and clan sins that have been hidden in the old city of Yongchuan for decades. People are afraid of ghosts. All her life she was afraid of living people.
Yongchuan is an old city near the water that is locked in thick fog all year round. The old city has a tangle of alleyways and old houses that are dank and dank. Countless taboos and strange rumors have been passed down from generation to generation. The murders here can never be solved by normal criminal investigation. The deceased had hallucinations before his death, there were no traces at the scene, and the murder conformed to ancient local taboos. Everyone believed that ghosts and gods were seeking his life. Only delusion can see through all illusions. She was born with a morbid talent - the ability to read the last obsessions and memory fragments of the deceased. I have no sense of ghosts and gods, I only see through the decay of human hearts. When she was seventeen, her entire family died tragically overnight, all evidence was destroyed, and the murderer went free. From then on, she completely froze her temperament, became indifferent, indifferent, and lived alone deep in the old city, becoming a crime interpreter that everyone feared among the people. One serial murder case broke out one after another: Coffins are sealed with nails, old houses are used for longevity, living sacrifices are made in foggy lanes, and the dead commit murders in their dreams... Every murder is disguised as a folk curse, and the truth is buried deep in the mud. Zhiwu walks alone in the darkness, using the remaining fragments of the deceased as clues to tear apart all disguises. She is calm, cold, paranoid, sick, sober to the point of cruelty. All weirdness is man-made, and all curses are deliberate planning. And a series of seemingly unrelated murders all point to the truth about the murder of her family, as well as the darkness and clan sins that have been hidden in the old city of Yongchuan for decades. People are afraid of ghosts. All her life she was afraid of living people.