On a Snowy Night, I Will Not Return to the Slaughter and Wait for Ten Thousand Years

"Brother Ninth? Wake up and don't scare me." The girl was wearing a blue dress and her face was paralyzed. She couldn't smile, but the man in front of her could make her cry. The man lay motionless on the ground, letting the girl shake his body. On this day, the alliance established by the so-called decent sects took down the entire cult that had existed in Dark Moon Palace for tens of thousands of years, leaving not a single lineage left. The rain was probably not going to stop, and the wind was not blowing very hard. The blows on her body were just enough to scratch her, but these were nothing to Ju Qinruo. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.