Many years later, I inherited the throne of the Snow Clan. I sat on the supreme throne, facing this prosperous world, facing my people, and looking at the swallows flying away from the sky with snowflakes.

Yanjie is my favorite bird. They are kind and simple. In this era of full of killing, conspiracy and sin, I long to become one of them, soar freely in the sky, and stay away from those things that have seen through.

Loneliness has been with me for a thousand years, and in these thousand years, I feel extremely long.

It was late at night, and I stood by the empty sea. The sea water was surging quietly. A few drops of sea water fell on my cheeks. The sea breeze that blew me into my face made me feel extremely refreshed. The sea water gently caresses the Xingchen in the night sky.

Only at this time can my heart calm down.

The memories dyed by the moonlight flushed in my mind with sadness, "Without you, my world is like a cold and bone-blooded snowy day, without any warmth," said the author.

I'm tired, really tired.

Recalling a painful thing, if I could, I would rather they didn't happen.
Chapter completed!