The sound was loud, filled with fear!
This was exactly the sound emitted by the group of skiers not far outside the canyon.
"Avalanche! Help!"
The terrifying screams continued to ring out, instantly drawing Ye Qiu's attention.
Looking around, the nearby slope used for skiing appeared to have been precisely exploded.
Boom!
After a loud bang, the slope collapsed in an instant, splattering snowflakes.
Suddenly, snow mist flew everywhere, a dark mass rising like a giant wave, nearly crashing onto the people below.
The scene spiraled out of control.
Running, shouting, crying, screaming!
The crowd fled in panic like a tide towards the distance.
People become terrifying when they panic.
They didn't care about those in front, just desperately running for their lives, knocking down those who moved slower.
Ye Qiu's eyes quickly scanned the crowd and immediately spotted Lin Xiaoxiao, who had been knocked over.
