Ye Feng estimated that the current temperature was already as low as minus forty degrees, although with his strength, he was not afraid of this low temperature, but he still covered his mouth and nose with animal skins.

An hour later, Ye Feng came to the familiar and unfamiliar river beach.

There was a thick layer of snow here, and occasionally a frozen corpse could be seen.

"The Gakh don't build houses on the riverbank? Is it in the tribe? ”

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"Wandering on a desert island with the goddesses, I am the king!" Chapter 325 Ye Feng's capital is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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