The snowflakes are as big as a seat, blowing down on Yukun Mountain.

The winds and blizzards brought by tornadoes and ice storms are wreaking havoc around people.

It didn't take long for the scattered herdsmen to be blown into snowmen, and the snow fell from the brims of their hats and padded jackets with a gentle tap.

Haoyue's cheeks were red from the cold, her nose was already numb, and she couldn't smell anything.

She raised her little frozen hand, and then covered her nose with a hot breath

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