C907 Ten Thousand Year Soul Nourishing Wood

"Hey, isn't it snowing here?" Feng Wushuang suddenly asked in surprise.

Zeng Kuilin also stopped walking. After all, the surrounding environment was a little strange.

Not far behind them, the snowflakes were still flying. And where they were standing, there was an ice forest in front of them. However, they could no longer see any snowflakes flying down