At some point, heavy snow fell between the sky and the earth, and the vast sky and the earth were instantly covered with a snow-white coat.

Along the way, Ye Chen, who was in a daze, saw many mortals starving to death on the roadside, and many innocent people who died in vain due to war. This world is cruel, and where there are desires, there will be blood and bones.

On the rugged mountain road, Ye Chen stopped and looked quietly beside him.

There was a woman curled up in the snow, breathless, frozen and motionless.

There was a two or three-year-old girl beside her, her hands were cold red, and she was shaking her hard at this moment. The innocent and brilliant little girl was ignorant and thought that her mother was asleep.

"Mom, I'm hungry." The little girl looked at the woman with big eyes flashing. Seeing that she had no response, she crawled away. Her red hands kept pulling away the snow, looking for something to eat.

It was too cold, and she was frozen, her small body curled up there, and her little hand was still holding a piece of grass roots stained with soil.

Ye Chen moved his steps, and the kindness in his subconscious made him pick up the little girl and disappear into the heavy snow. When he walked by, the woman was buried by the heavy snow and her soul returned to heaven and earth.

At night, a ruined temple ignited a bonfire.

Ye Chen sat there quietly, his expression dull and his eyes were turbid, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On one side, the little girl sat on a cotton coat, holding a spiritual fruit in her arms, and savored her head to eat it.
Chapter completed!