C166 Battling Yan Men Guan (1)

Time slowly passed. In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. In the early winter, the biting cold wind was like many sharp swords, unrestrainedly blowing at all living creatures on the ground.

The sky was overcast, as if a blizzard was about to descend upon them. The land was in a state of depression, and in the wilderness, only a few lonely little animals were searching for food in the cold