A cold wind howled, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering. It painted a scene of carnage amidst the swirling snow. A young man, wielding a sharp blade and possessing an alluring visage, stared down at the enemy sprawled on the ground. His eyes, as cold as autumn water, held no trace of emotion.,All of this is thanks to the mouth, that demon emperor's heart!,Ye Qingtang slowly closed her eyes, looking back on her life, filled with countless regrets.。