Introduction: "Master, I think we'd better go back first. Since he is not well, we can come back next time." Chen Minfen immediately suggested that they go back. Actually, they didn't really care about the woman Holst this time. She was so surprised and angry that even her nails were deeply pinched into her flesh "Dad, it's not good for you to let him help us." "Why not?" Han Diao Temple spreads out its palm at an oblique angle and gently pushes the snowball to the ground. Instead of falling straight down, it leans towards the post road. There are many snowballs that have not been cleared in time. At the deepest point, perhaps two feet thick snowballs are less than fist size. At first, the snowball rolls slowly and then it runs as fast as a wild horse. Just like thunder rolling on white clouds, it is getting bigger and bigger After ten feet, half of the people will be ten feet tall. After ten feet, two people will be ten feet tall. After that, the momentum will add up and the snowball will be amazing. It will not only stick two feet of snow, but also grind out grooves on the ground as hard as ice ruts, making the surface of the snowball covered with a lot of grayish yellow soil