Bab 162: Death Egg

Within the depths of the great snow mountain, the sun was hard to come by. The sunlight shone upon the snowfield, bringing out the vast expanse of white even further, dazzling the eyes.

Childhood is one's most treasured memoriesChildhood is one's most treasured memories, and the duty of children is just to play well and grow well. From the games, they develop living abilities for the future. This is the instinct of life, and also an inevitable path to be taken by the young of all races.

At that moment, on the snowfield, the children of the Land of Snow were chasing around and playing together.

"Hey, Little Snow. Don't run."

"Only a fool won't run, come and chase me quickly!"

"Don't run, I can't move anymore…"

"Wahaha, Little Rollie has no stamina, his legs are short and runs like a tortoise, loser, loser."

Apparently, this group of naive and lively children were playing hide and seek, while the seeker could already move no more.