บท 474: Chapter 470: A Different Beijing_1

Martial Artist Fang was taken aback, glanced at the opposite side, and said no more.

After consuming two pieces of dry food, Yingbao wrapped herself in a cotton robe and pretended to sleep, in reality, she was communicating with Xuanwu, asking about the state of this world.

The night passed without words, and the snow ceased the next day.

Yingbao dared not sleep deeply, she rested lightly, and as soon as dawn broke, she rose.

Surprisingly, Martial Artist Fang could also stand, albeit with a slight limp.

The rest of them also stood at the temple entrance and looked outside, seeing that the snow was knee-deep, they hesitated whether to continue their journey (or not).

However, if they didn't leave, the food they had brought was limited and wouldn't last many days.

Just as they vacillated, they suddenly heard a middle-aged man asking, "Are all of you also preparing to go to Beijing?"

The eldest brother of the Sheng family turned his head and nodded.