Broken Sword and Prisoner's Heart

As the Liuli Jianxin who looks up to the right path, the most severe disaster in Qu Qingshang's life was the man he captured with his own hands. Feng Ji, the Youdu Demon Lord who was despised by the three realms, was suppressed by her sword with the Nine Heavens Mysterious Chain. Everyone in the world praises the merits of the saint, but she knows that on that night when the blood moon was in the sky, it was he who broke her natal spiritual sword with his bare hands, and the hot devil's breath brushed against her ears: "Qu Qingshang, our account has just begun." She punished him by guarding the mountain gate and sweeping the dusty steps, but he smiled and wiped the blood from her sword, saying that killing was too serious a crime. She broke through seclusion and her inner demons were raging, but it was he who used his soul as a guide to bear the ninth level of thunder calamity for her. It wasn't until the immortal world issued an order to kill him that she took out a soul jade that had been warm for thousands of years and engraved with her small characters from his blood-stained lapel. "They say the devil has no intention." She held up the half-severed sword and put it against his heart, "What is this?" He held her hand and made the sword edge an inch deeper. His eyes were hotter than she had ever seen before: "It's a betrothal gift."