C242 With a Beautiful Woman in Her Arms She Rode Her Horse Back to the River of Yuanjiang

With a beautiful woman in his arms, he whipped his horse and galloped down the river.

The cold wind blew in slowly, bringing with it a freezing chill.

The autumn day had passed, and the chill became even stronger.

Drops of ice began to form and slowly fell from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the first snowfall of winter had begun to drift about.

"It's snowing!"

On the main road