The wind became more and more gloomy, and the forest became more and more gloomy, giving the impression of falling into an ice cellar in an instant.

The soldiers, torches in their left hands and spears in their right, leaned cautiously following the shouts they had heard. At this time, the flame of the torch suddenly became very restless, flickering and extinguishing, faintly emitting a strange green light, and even more strange was the spear in the hands of the soldiers, and the tip of the spear actually gave birth to a layer of frost.

"Whew, it's so cold, why is it so cold all of a sudden?" said one of the soldiers, shuddering.

"It's a lot colder, and it's a creepy cold. Another soldier took over and said.

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