In the snow city, the wind and snow are still very big, covering the view.

In the wine shop, Danxuan gently poured a glass of hot wine, but chatted with the owner of the wine shop at will.

"Boss, you just said that this time the selection of the Snowfield Slaughterhouse is much more difficult, I don't know where it is?" Danxuan gently took a sip of wine and asked with a smile.

The owner's face was filled with a trace of pride and said, "Guest officer, do you know that the owner of the snow area is the owner of Xue Zong, who posted a notice ten days ago....