The Legend of the Wh

Wandering through misty mountains and streams, I splash ink to paint landscapes in crimson hues.,The snake flicked its forked tongue, catching the faint scent of prey in the air. It slithered past a large rock, raising its head to search with its heat-sensing organs. Suddenly, it accelerated, diving into the grass and startling a flock of birds. Its jaws gaped open, swallowing five bird eggs the size of goose eggs. Afterward, it left the nest without looking back and continued searching for more food to satisfy its hunger.,Only a few animals stared with their eyes fixed on the white curtain of rain, gazing at the towering mountain peaks. Their roars echoed back and forth...。