In an avalanche, snowflakes are innocent.
They were quietly nestled on the mountain.
But they were rendered homeless by a single strike from the Holy Master.
The exit was completely blocked.
Not a trace of light in the cave.
"I have the body of immortality." After a brief silence, Julius Reed spoke first.
"In Boulevard Mountain for those hundreds of years, the environment was much similar. The main thing is, I'm not afraid of cold, nor do I need much air." Elaenor Wood followed.
Silence.
Harry River took a deep breath, feeling like crying without tears: "I have something on my mind, unsure if it's appropriate to say it."
He felt like his head had been kicked by a donkey, coming out with these two peculiar monsters.
Now, here they were.
Harry River was frantic, grinding his teeth!
Hands clenching into tight fists!
Whoosh!
A burst of divine fire ignited!
Illuminating the cave.
"Are you crying?" Julius Reed scrutinized Harry River in front of him.
