Xuan Pu comes to the world, and Jiuli controls the sky. Young Chen Yan has strange eyes and mysterious pupils, which is very mysterious. Relying on this, he pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger, cultivated the heaven-defying divine martial arts, broke through the situation of ten thousand years, and reached the pinnacle. The autumn wind is bleak, the dead leaves are flying, and there is a feeling of coldness in late autumn. The scenery was bleak, but it couldn't cool the young man's heart. Because no matter how cold it is in late autumn, it can't compare to the cold wind in winter. At this moment, in his heart, bursts of biting cold wind howled bitterly, tearing at his heart and dragging him into the endless icy abyss. The young man was sitting under a big tree. He hugged his knees with his arms and buried his head deeply between his knees. He was like a lifeless sculpture, motionless. If someone asks him how long he has been sitting here? He himself couldn't even tell. If you ask him why he is sitting here, he may raise his head, look at you with a pair of dull eyes, and then ask softly, "Did you see it?" Look into my eyes, this is why I'm sitting here.
