In a huge cave twenty-three or thirty meters wide and thirty or forty meters high, a strange cold wind blows.

When I saw the shadows at the entrance of the cave, I couldn't help wondering.

He saw a very incongruous picture.

The gloomy cold wind blew out of the cave, and in the middle of the cave stood a lonely figure with his back to his side.

The black velvet jacket sets off her perfect figure, a slightly loose pair of black trousers underneath her body, and draws her slender but not bent legs. A bright black cloak is naturally draped over her body. The cold wind blows in the...