C273 Training 2

Night has fallen, and winter's day is short and night is long.

Layers of snow drifted down from the slightly white night sky.

Mu Qing stood at the door and looked at the night sky outside. A few snowflakes fell on her palm. It was cold and lonely, and there were waves of wailing coming from inside.

"I can't hold on any longer."

"Sister."

"I feel pain," Wang Yao said