Kapitel 646: An Offer

A figure was traversing an upward slope, covered in snow.

The even sound of footsteps trampling the crispy snow was accompanied by the howling of harsh winds, and the soft rustling as the grains of snow carried by those winds slid over the hardened snow on the ground.

The vision further than a few meters was covered by this blizzard, and only vague dark shapes allowed to guess that the figure was amid high mountainous peaks.

Neither the snowflakes, nor the wind, however, reached the figure, and its feet did not go deep into the snow either, leaving only shallow traces unlike what one would expect in such a region.

"Suu~ haa~...", Wu Long stopped to close his eyes and take a deep breath of the crispy cold fresh air, with a light smile touching his lips.