After Lu Zhanyuan and Li Mochou left the village, they headed north all the way.
As they journeyed on, the weather grew increasingly cold. The lush mountain forests were gradually replaced by a world clad in silver, with pure white snow blanketing the earth and leaving deep footprints with every step they took.
"The weather is getting colder by the minute, and there's no telling what lies ahead for us," Li Mochou said, pulling her cloak tighter around herself and exhaling a plume of white vapor.
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