The weather is still so cold.

It's snowy all around, and there's no trace or footprint between heaven and earth, not even animal footprint.

There are no birds flying in the sky. It's like a place punished by heaven.

Chen Yang and Yuner continue to go deep and shallow.

Their blood bags are not much left. After walking for three days, they still haven't come out of the snowfield, and they still have a vast expanse of white snow.

It's like never going out. This has been a vast situation, it is inevitable to let people despair.

By this time, the blood bags had been drunk.

Next, they had to...