Chapter 321 Snow Over Spring, Past Lives, Present Lives & Sword Qi Long Rainbow

The body of the White Crane True Lord lay on the ground, blood gushing out from the broken neck, emitting a thick, fresh, fishy odor that dyed the teenager's eyes crimson. Ning kept his head down for a long time, like a dried-up leather ball, his knees pressed helplessly against his broken neck, his tattered shirts stained with blood and shivering in the cold wind that sped through the canyon. The sword on which he was leaning easily pierced through the rock, sinking into the tip of the small half of the blade.