The wind, whirring and blowing.

Huge snowflakes frantically slammed down from the front as if they didn't want money, smashing into the front windshield of the car in piles and piles. Although the scraper is already working very hard, the future is still uncertain.

This is the fourth day of Li Miao's entry into Tibet.

When walking in Qinghai, although the road is a little bumpy, it is still beautiful and windy......

Chapter 167 of "Miao Yin Hand", on the pure heaven is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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