The blizzard arrived much faster than Chen Zhou had imagined.
Almost within two minutes after he called back the Three-headed Saw-toothed Tiger, snowflakes as large as goose feathers whirled in with the gale from the distant mountain peaks.
In his line of sight, the once withered yellow grassland had instantly transformed into a chaotic swath of white.
Howl~
Tiger Second roared uneasily, hiding behind its big brother and third brother.
Chen Zhou tightened his fur coat, lowered his crude fur hat, and stood in front of the Three-headed Saw-toothed Tiger.
At this moment, no matter how good his vision was, he couldn't see beyond 5 meters, and could only rely on memory to judge direction.
Snowflakes fell on the dry and hard fur, and due to the cold, did not melt, making Chen Zhou look like a "snowman."
The temperature kept dropping, even the Three-headed Saw-toothed Tiger behind Chen Zhou turned white.
