C27 Bodhisattva of ice and snow

Even with his six ears urging him on at high speed, the iron rod soldier still took a moment to arrive at the Snowy Mountains Region of the Western Regions.

The ground here was still green, and there was still human smoke. The temperature was gradually dropping. His six ears and the fur of the monkey didn't seem to be anything special. Zi Rong's hands and feet had already started to feel cold