Qingyang hesitated for a moment and stepped in, and it was as cold as ever, covered with ice and snow, but there was grass and trees.

Walking on the bridge, Qingyang walked very slowly, and the willows by the river were bent by the snow, and the bridge was called Lechuan Bridge.

This is the place where he hid the demons back then, which is different from the outside world, there is no spring and autumn here, only endless coldness and loneliness.

Slowly walking into the village, the village has already lit up with smoke and mist.

The demons here are the same as the people in the mortal world, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

He stopped in front of the wooden door and raised his hand to push it open, when someone inside was talking.

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