At the same time, in the North.
A Jeep was driving at high speed on the road, surrounded by vast snowfields.
"Big brother, do you think I'll really have the chance to see my old man again?"
In the Jeep, Tuoba Hong kept rubbing his hands nervously, as if he was afraid of being disappointed.
I can't give you an accurate answer before we reach Northern you. But at least there's hope, isn't there? "
Qin bei was steering the steering wheel. No one knew what beiyou would look like before they reached it.
"I hope my old man is still alive."
Tuoba Hong took a deep breath, rubbed his hands, and exclaimed, " it's only been a few hours. Why is the weather so cold? "
When they set off from the North Region, Tuoba Hong had only worn a jacket. Now that they had reached this place, he had changed his jacket into winter clothes, but he still could not help but feel cold.
