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Jiang Shouzhong subconsciously lifted his head and met Dugu Luoxue's warm, gentle eyes. In the next moment, his spirit shook, feeling as if it were being gently tugged by a mysterious, invisible force.
As he came back to his senses, his surroundings had completely changed—he found himself in a world cloaked in silver purity.
The expanse was vast, covered in ice and snow.
Pure whiteness surrounded him; heaven and earth were indistinguishable in the endless curtain of snow, presenting an ethereal and immaculate beauty of the highest degree.
"Where is this?"
Jiang Shouzhong was stunned and shocked.
By his side, Dugu Luoxue's calm and pleasant voice came through, "Jiang Mo, from where do desires originate?"
Jiang Shouzhong turned around.
The woman was standing quietly in front of him.
Snowflakes fell from the sky, cascadingly beautiful and spiritual.