The top of the mountain, which is covered with snow all year round, is bitingly cold and the wind is howling.
Wu Yue was wearing a thin white robe, with one hand behind her back, standing motionless on the top of the mountain.
She lowered her eyes and looked down at the great rivers and mountains at her feet. She raised her right hand expressionlessly... Pulled out a few strands of saliva-stained hair from her mouth, shook her head and sighed: "Hey, the heights are too high..."
Woo~~~
At this moment, a cold wind hit from the side!
The snowflakes mixed in with the dancing hair mercilessly obscured someone's head and face with lightning speed.
"... Han." Wu Yue persisted in finishing her lines, vomiting and pulling the hair out of her mouth, posing again, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with a sad expression.
Oh my god, why is it so hard to act cool? ! ! !
Sorry, I'm a eunuch. I admit, I'm just a big pig_(:3J∠)_.