On the north shore of the Xing River, the air was filled with a large fog of frost.
No doubt due to proximity to the river, the temperature here was even lower than in other places, as could be seen from the depth of the snow on the ground and the thickness of the ice crystals on the trees.
"Second Sister, it seems the cold air from Xing River is spreading faster towards this mountain wall. Is the cold tide coming again?"
By the side of a big tree on the north shore, a young man dressed in a blue beast skin coat, holding an iron axe, looked at the icy river to the south, noticing the chill fog spreading towards him, and quickly looked up to ask.
Above the tree, a young girl dressed in the same blue beast skin coat was also gazing into the distance, in the same direction as the young man.
