Underworld Spring Chapter

If the snow on Baiwu Peak had not melted that year, I would still have thought that there was only a snowy winter in this world. If the lake in the Underworld Spring had not frozen that season, I would still have thought that Qinglu was the only place in the world. If Ming Xin in Baiquan Forest had not lost his way out that day, I would still have thought that there were only two people in the world, Qi and me. If there was really only winter in this world, only Qinglu, and just him and me, our story would not have begun, let alone end. However, when it came time to end the story with a painful choice, I have no regrets. My soft body lay on the frozen lake of Ningquan. The smooth and clear ice surface reflected Binglu's sword body as black and cold as iron and Xueqiong's snake waist as warm and smooth as jade. At that moment, my heart became as warm and exciting as it was when I saw the sun for the first time six years ago. Conception: