The lead-gray sky was heavily pressing down, the snow was getting heavier, the goose feather blizzard and full-sky hail mixed together, rustling down onto the earth, forcing everything to bend.
The world was filled with the howling wind like ghosts wailing and wolves howling, snow foam was swept up by the north wind, piercing people's faces and bodies like ice knives, but the pain was burning hot, making it hard to breathe!
In a remote and deserted forest, a string of footprints in the snow, suddenly came to a stop.
If someone happened to pass by, they would surely be horrified as if seeing a ghost.
The system hurriedly urged as Shen Tang stopped, [Host, run quickly, just a few dozen kilometers ahead, and you'll leave the region under the control of the rebel army!]
Shen Tang clenched her fists and turned back.
Her long black hair was disheveled by the wind and snow, obscuring her expression, a hoarse and calm voice emerged, "…I can't leave yet, I need to bring Xiao Jin back!"
