[The following content is a discarded draft.
Apologies]
The cold wind ran wild.
Like a pack of wolves howling towards the sky.
Snowfalls heavily.
As if white clouds have fallen and shattered into pieces.
The world is covered in snow, drowning mountains, submerging peaks, yet when it falls into the valley within Lianwu Mountain, it is wiped away by an invisible force, and not a single snowflake can pass through that forbidden snow-covered area.
Thus, outside the valley, the blizzard rages, but inside the valley, the scenery resembles spring, like two worlds altogether.
At this moment, on the border between deep snow and shallow grass blue flowers, the newly reborn Wen Jiu quietly stands, as if appreciating the tall walls of snow, yet also seemingly waiting for something.
