The further north it went, the heavier the snow became, and the poverty under the seat became pure white. Whew A flying snake flew, opened its mouth and bit it. Qiongqi turned around and swallowed the flying snake into his stomach. "Bad man, it's so cold!" The weather is extremely cold, although a magic power, but Wang Zheng can still feel that kind of cold to the bone. Although Ying Ying drew...