The Legend of the Wh

Autumn leaves fall, returning to tranquility. Looking back for a moment, clouds drift by in an instant.,Countless battles with natural enemies made the white snake more cold-blooded and ferocious. Even though she was covered in wounds and blood, she still fought frantically, seizing every opportunity to pierce through her opponent's skin with her two sharp fangs and inject venom.,Looking out at the rain curtain, it swirled and remained motionless.。