In the midst of the snowstorm, a black shadow slowly advanced across the snow-white ground.
Wherever this person went, they left two long marks in the snow, but they were quickly covered by the heavy snow, erasing any traces.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a boy wearing a tattered cloak, with a face full of frostbite.
He seemed very frightened, as if something was chasing him from behind. Even though his hands were numb from the cold, his legs continued to move forward without stopping.
Gu! Gu! Gu! Gu!
At this moment, a cry, like that of an owl, sounded. The boy's eyes instantly showed an uncontrollable panic, and he hurriedly quickened his pace.
But his legs were already severely frozen, how much faster could he go?
When he looked back, he saw a black shadow in the distance, several hundred meters away, rapidly approaching.
Gu gu gu!
