lt;pgt;Tales of the

In this landscape of mountains and water, Yi Shuyuan's immersion evoked a thirst for books. In his heart, he imagined a certain scene, swallowed his breath, and spoke with the emotions in his mind.,But before his eyes was a forest interspersed with lingering snow. The setting sun illuminated the river valley, like an uninhabited desolate mountain and ancient forest, making Yi Shuyuan's heart colder than ice water.,“Let him thrash about for a while longer, the harder the better. That beast enjoys living.”。