Xuezhi Bingxi squinted, a little uncomfortable with the strong light, and as far as the eye could see, there was only boundless snow, white and pure, dazzlingly white.

The sun is not bright and warm, and it is gilded with a layer of gold to the finely carved palace in the distance, reflecting the colorful light, adding a little elegant color to the vast sea of snow, but it is not intense, nor bright, it is so just right, looking into the distance, although there is no grass and trees, but it makes people feel refreshed and happy.

The pure and transparent canopy gently enveloped this pure world, and a few snowflakes fell one after another, falling on the corners of her eyes, slowly melting, bringing steaming wetness, but very warm.

Everything is dreamy, and there is a sense of unreality everywhere.

Chapter 11 of "Snow to the Dead": As if you first met in your hand, please wait for a while,

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