Jiang Yan pressed the walkie-talkie while grabbing her backpack, striding outwards:
"What do you mean they all disappeared?"
Hua Bao quickly shrank the twelve vines and jumped onto Jiang Yan's shoulder with a "swoosh".
"Sister Yan, the blizzard was too heavy earlier, it wasn't clear. Now Ye Qing and Brother Song are outside checking," Kong Wu replied.
"Jiang Yan."
"Sister Yan."
When Jiang Yan walked outside, all the people who had been curled up in the snow wolf fur and asleep were now awake.
Their hair was tousled, as if they had just crawled out of a chicken coop.
At a glance, they looked amusing yet also slightly melancholy.
Seeing her, Zhao Yougong quickly walked over and briefed her on the situation.
The blizzard was too intense last night; initially, Ye Qing and a young warrior were on night duty.
Unfazed by the cold, Ye Qing periodically went outside to patrol, and at that time, he didn't notice anything unusual.
