The white clouds are floating, the breeze is blowing, and the city is still filled with the fragrance of pear blossoms. Pear blossoms are floating on several hills, and like a fairyland, small pure elves are flying and drifting with the wind.
Turning to look at Tianshan Mountain, it is still covered with snow, which remains unchanged all year round.
On the snow-white mountain stands a huge cold stone wall with some unknown lines on it. Although the characters on it can no longer be seen clearly, it is not difficult to find traces that someone once carved on it.
"Chu Qingxue, I love you! Even if the snowy mountains melt and the clear water dries up, this loyalty will never change! -" The valley still seemed to be echoing the proud man's oath...
But now things are the same as people but not...