Even veteran warriors, no matter how old they are, have never seen such weird weather or snow as heavy as this year!

Even ordinary people have realized in their hearts: a catastrophe is coming!

Fang Che came out in the snow and ordered people to clear the main roads, and then the original corpse trucks, plus others, were put to use again.

Heavy snow piles are being transported outside.

The snow was falling heavily, and everything in front of me was completely white. I couldn't see the two people three feet apart.

Completely separated by heavy snow.

Fang Che walked to some areas where the snow had not been shoveled and took a look. The snow was already up to his knees!

It's only been more than an hour.

"What a catastrophe!"

Fang Che looked up to the sky and sighed. Faced with such extreme weather, no matter how high a person is, there is nothing he can do.

We can only continue to use the clumsiest method to shovel and transport snow.

The weather is getting colder and colder.

This long second half of the night has finally passed.

The heavy snow continues, and the outside of the city is completely covered with ditches and rivers. However, a road has been cleared on the main road leading to Tiandu City.

The snow is several feet high on both sides, with a road in the middle. If you can see it from a high altitude, you will find that there are thousands of such roads!

Each one is hundreds of miles long, connecting to some towns outside the city and even mountain passes.

This is a gigantic project, and no one knows who did it.

But these roads have always been maintained, just like passages of life.

In mountain villages and remote towns, civilians only need to be able to climb a little distance on their own to reach this passage of life and enter Tiandu City unimpeded!

And... in Tiandu City, after a round of purges, although only 60,000 people were killed, the number of people left vacant could far exceed this number.

After all, the people who died were all rich, powerful and powerful people...their houses were really vast.

Now in these places, the officials and guards are seizing the time to rectify the situation.

Reserve supplies and other supplies are also being prepared.

Mountain people had already dragged their families out of the mountains, walking slowly on the snow. They were trudging through the knee-deep snow, but the people in front had already seen the wide road not far away.

"There is a way! There really is a way!"

He shouted loudly, took out a trumpet in his hand, and blew it as hard as he could.

The sound of a horn suddenly sounded from behind.

As soon as the heavy snow started to fall, they felt something was wrong. As people who depend on the weather all year round, they were naturally sensitive to the weather.

When it snows like this, many elderly people become desperate on the spot.

They knew that they and others outside the city might not be able to survive. Such snow would never give you the chance to trek hundreds of miles into the city. Walking on the road, the snow would cover your head.

And with such visibility in the city, there would be basically no response.

But just when I was most desperate, someone suddenly spoke.

"Go out, there is a road into the city! It has already opened!"

Not just one person heard it, but everyone heard it.

So some people began to go out with hesitation, because the weather was getting colder and colder, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier. If they stayed here, there was really only a dead end.

The heavy snow only fell for two quarters of an hour, and already some houses were crushed.

The voice kept urging, like a god constantly whispering in his heart: "Go out! There is a way!"

When we came out of the mountain after all the hard work and saw that there was still a way to go, everyone cheered wildly.

The loudspeaker kept shouting messages to urge those behind, while those in front were already on the road into the city.

Under such mobilization, many people in the mountains began to go out.

Many flat rural areas are also beginning to move closer to cities and towns.

Many elderly people are mobilizing and taking the lead. These elderly people are the most persistent in not leaving when nothing happens.

It’s hard to leave the hot land.

However, only when encountering natural disasters and other events, they will be more alert than anyone else, and will not even have such lucky thoughts as "the snow will stop in two days."

Having lived all their lives, they only need to look at the motionless clouds in the sky and feel the absence of wind to know that this snow is definitely coming for the dead!

So, run away! Hurry up and run away!

Wooden houses, stone houses, and caves are all unreliable.

When such heavy snow falls, the chimney of your fire to keep warm will be blocked in an instant!

Roads spread out one after another.

Sun Wutian was running in the air.

They went to notify each village one by one. Fang Che and others couldn't spare any time to do this. But these villages... Sun Wutian had all been there and killed evildoers.

This is the person he saved!

But God wants to take it away! That can’t happen!

God has been playing tricks on me all my life. Now I want to save someone and create peace. You want to take it away too?

The old devil is crazy.

And the fighting spirit is high.

He believes that now he is going against the sky!

So he was clearing roads around Tiandu City and running around.

The heavy snow was pouring crazily, but he was like a madman fighting against the sky, constantly informing and clearing the snow on every road he had driven.

Activate the unrivaled magical power, roll up your sleeves, and the road will be clean again.

The white hair and gray clothes shone like ghosts in the blizzard.

Sun Wutian's eyes were a little complicated as he watched the people in the mountain villages embark on their own path of life.

He didn't care about those who couldn't escape and fell on the snow, letting them freeze to death or struggle on their own.

He didn't care about those who came out.

He didn't care about those who insisted on staying in the mountains.

He just did his own thing, opened the way, informed, and continued to open the way after the notification.

He saw all the small mountain villages and rural towns. From the east of the city to the west of the city, from the south of the city to the north...

Sun Wutian traveled thousands of miles around. Even the scope was constantly expanding.

People look like long queues walking on the road, and from a high altitude they look like swarms of ants.

Sun Wutian's eyes were distant, shining in the heavy snow.

He seemed to see those towns that he had massacred, those small towns that he had killed to death, and the villages that had been turned into ruins...

He held a throwing knife in his hand.

A small flying knife.

Cold.

When Jueming Feidao was about to die, his indifferent eyes, his calm and peaceful face, and the sarcastic smile on his lips came to mind again.

Sun Wutian's breathing became heavier and heavier.

"What a thief!"

Sun Wutian said.

"I won't let you get what you want! I won't let you get what you want!"

Staying in the air for a while, he flashed through the blizzard again, clearing the roads covered with heavy snow again.

One road after another, no omissions were missed, and the speed was very fast.

Countless people were thanking him, but he turned a deaf ear and disappeared in a flash.

In a blizzard.

Fang Che, wearing a big cloak, stood outside the city, looking at the roads that were opened one after another.

His eyes were a little sad and complicated.

He saw the figure flying back and forth in the wind and snow. He was maintaining the path of thousands of lives with his own efforts.

No one else is even allowed to interfere.

He ran up to Fang Che and said, "Don't move!"
To be continued...