Parents are busy farming

Before long, a thin layer of snow had accumulated on Zhang Gaoyi's broad shoulders, and from a distance it looked like he was wearing a spotless white cloak.

In response, Ye Zifen nodded slightly to show her agreement, and then continued thoughtfully: "The amount of food we brought with us on this trip is limited. Judging from the current situation, I'm afraid we need to find a suitable place to rest as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Zhang Gaoyi couldn't help but frowned slightly and began to silently plan the follow-up action plan in his mind.

The biting cold wind scraped their cheeks mercilessly like a sharp blade, and the cold feeling that penetrated deep into their bones almost made them completely numb.

The biting cold wind whistled past, cutting across my cheek like an icy blade, bringing bursts of stinging pain.

Ye Zifen couldn't help but shiver. She subconsciously tightened her thin clothes, but it seemed that this little bit of cloth could not block the biting cold.

Zhang Gaoyi, who was standing by, was also suffering from the severe cold. He kept rubbing his hands, which had already turned red from the cold, and blew hot air into his palms from time to time, hoping to get a little warmth.

However, the exhaled white air instantly dissipated into the cold air as soon as it left the mouth.

"Is there any place nearby that is sheltered from the wind and has people around?"

Zhang Gaoyi stomped his feet and muttered to himself.

He raised his head and scanned the white world around him.

As far as the eye can see, there is nothing but snowflakes flying all over the sky and endless snow.

The two of them just stood there silently, letting the wind and snow hit their bodies wantonly.

They turned around slowly and began to look around carefully.

However, everything in sight was white, as if the entire world was covered with thick snow, with no end.

The snow was clearly imprinted with the deep and shallow footprints they had just left, but these traces were soon covered by the falling new snow until they disappeared completely.

Ye Zifen bit her lips tightly, her face looking a little pale due to the cold.

She took a deep breath and said, "No matter what, after the snow stops, we must speed up and look for a place where we can hide from the wind and snow and where there are people. Otherwise, if we continue like this, we may not be able to hold on for too long in this icy and snowy place..."

The master next to him crossed his arms and said calmly, "Hey! This is not a big deal! When we were in the military camp, we encountered all kinds of situations. How can we not even bear this little bit of hardship after enjoying such a few days of wealth and glory?"

Ye Zifen stood aside and gave a helpless smile after hearing this.

Recalling the days in the military camp, the caravan he was in would always prepare sufficient food and fodder for them, thus ensuring that they would never be trapped in the desperate situation of running out of ammunition and food.

However, the situation now is different from the past. At this moment, they are blocked by a sudden heavy snowfall, and the food they brought with them is almost gone.

This difficult situation needs to be solved urgently. If it were in the past, perhaps we could take the risk of going out hunting and try our luck to catch some wild game to fill our stomachs.

But now, the heavy snow has probably already hidden the wild animals in the mountains and forests without a trace. Even if they muster up the courage to go out and look for them, it is still unknown whether they can get anything!

Ye Zifen frowned tightly and stared solemnly at the white snowflakes flying in the sky.

These snowflakes fell as lightly as goose feathers, gradually covering the entire earth.

The cold wind whistled past, blowing mercilessly on her face, but she seemed no longer to feel the biting chill, because at this moment her heart was filled with deep worries.

She knew very well that in this land of ice and snow, time was life.

Every minute of delay reduces their chances of survival.

She couldn't help but turn around and look at the masters beside her. They all looked haggard, and their eyes, which used to be bright and lively, now revealed helplessness and fatigue.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zifen's heart became heavier.

She bit her lip hard, trying to encourage herself and everyone else: "Masters, we absolutely cannot just sit there and wait to die! We must think of a solution quickly!"

However, her cries received no response. There was only deathly silence around her and the only sound was the whistling of the biting cold wind.

Ye Zifen helplessly stomped her feet which had long been numb and numb from the cold, and rubbed her face hard with both hands, trying to keep her mind as clear as possible.

She closed her eyes and began desperately searching her mind for any possible solution that might be useful.

However, at this moment her thoughts were like the chaotic and disordered snowflakes in the sky, with absolutely no clue at all.

Zhang Gaoyi on the side took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, trying hard to control the panic in his heart and force himself to calm down as soon as possible.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to his mind - perhaps they could go back along the same path they took, and maybe they could find some food that they had missed before, or some other items that could be used?

Thinking of this, Zhang Gaoyi couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Then, he spoke his mind without hesitation.

Ye Zifen, who was standing aside, nodded slightly to show her agreement.

Just then, something wonderful happened - the heavy snow finally stopped.

So, they walked out of the narrow space together and headed towards the vast and cold world outside.

Zhang Gaoyi walked at the front of the team with big strides, struggling to trudge through the thick snow.

Every step forward is like a tough battle with nature, requiring tremendous effort that is unimaginable for ordinary people.

His legs seemed to be held down by extremely heavy lead blocks, and every time he lifted them he almost exhausted all the strength in his body.

The whistling cold wind scraped his cheeks mercilessly, and the feeling was like being cut by a sharp blade, painful and piercing.

The flying snowflakes made a "crunching" sound under his feet, as if the snowflakes were also protesting his difficult progress in their own unique way.

Zhang Gaoyi's breathing began to become more and more rapid, and the white hot air exhaled from his mouth instantly condensed into a thin layer of frost in the cold air.