What is it.The cry of the mammoth is very similar to this, but it is winter now, and the mammoth group that lived here before has left long ago. "

Yue Lin's heart sank, and he always felt a bad premonition: "Should we let the warriors of the tribe go out and have a look?"

Looking at the goose feather-like snow in the sky, the snow in the tribe has reached people's ankles, and the snow outside the tribe may already be able to cover people's knees. Even the Yan Yi warriors can hardly move in the heavy snow.

Wu Chen nodded and said, "When the snow stops, I'll take people there."

Still thinking about what that siren-like sound was, the fur in Yue Lin's hand was thrown aside by the man, and he was immediately pushed down on the bed.

"Yuelin, sleep."

Full of warmth and lust!Wu Chen is definitely a reflection of this sentence, if it is placed in the winter where people can starve to death in the past, can he have the strength to find himself to sleep?Poor my old waist is going to be tossed again...

Yue Lin glared at the man, most of the animal skin on his body had already been untied, and the white skin fell into the depths of the man's greedy eyes.

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