lt;White Bone Demong

In this chilly spring, the wind on the river is as sharp as a knife. The mountains disappear in ten thousand hues, like withered graves.,The frail and delicate female corpse looked unexpectedly heavy. Chen Pi failed to lift it for the first time, tumbling backward and nearly landing headfirst into the coffin.,The wildcat was directly smashed to death by Chenpi inside the coffin, its head burst and bleeding. This scene was something no one had expected.。