Except for the three layers of snow on your body, who in the world is worthy of wearing white clothes.
Su Jiu couldn't tell whether the world was big or small, clear or turbid.
The rivers and lakes are huge, and the big Su Jiu doesn't know where to go at the next moment;
The rivers and lakes are very small, and there is not even a place to hide.
The world is so clear that there is not even a trace of secrets;
The rivers and lakes are very turbid, so turbid that one cannot clearly see the ways of the world...
Ps: The writing style of this book is relaxed and there is no cp. All fairies are welcome to try the poison! ! !
Intention: The story of Jianghu is very long. Please prepare a jar of rice wine and listen to me tell it in detail.