Running in the vast white snow, Fu Guanmo realized that there was no end to this piece of land.

He stopped and looked around, but there was nothing but snow.

Fu Guanmo was a little impatient, he kept roaring and roaring, as if he wanted to find some way out or a way out at a time.

However, such an act is futile and of no use at all.

A long series of footprints were left on the snow, and the white snow falling from the sky also fell on Fu Guanmo's body, and his whole body gradually turned white.

He is still running in this world, trying to find Tong Mu's figure.

He didn't know why......

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