When winter comes to the north, the woodcutter Lu Sen has been cutting down trees for five years. Every time a tree is cut down, it is an inch of seal for the devil. The woman in black robe stepped on the ice, and the rusty iron sword rang out with blue light from the cracks in the stone. He stepped onto the glacier road and dripped blood into the seven formation eyes. In order to protect the peace of the last one, he also forged himself into a scabbard inch by inch. When the snow falls, you can only move forward.
