The coldness from the river water seemed to pierce through the bones. Shen Ninghua pursed her lips and tightly grabbed Chu Junyi's clothes. However, the weight on her hands kept increasing, and her knuckles became numb. Just as they were on the verge of death, the river suddenly turned a corner.

Under the bright moonlight, Shen Ninghua saw a tall poplar tree that had been washed down by the water on the bank and lay across the river. Her eyes suddenly lit up. The moment she ...