"Nannan."

"An Yinan!"

"Comrade An."

No one dared to speak loudly, but they still exclaimed.

At this moment, the snow on the ancient pine was unstable and suddenly collapsed quickly.

Subsequently, the mountain was turbulent.

Zhang Qian's eyes were red, his hands were clenched, and his teeth were trembling. He used all his strength to issue the order, "Retreat!"

"Chen Xun, come back here! Hold him!" Zhang Qian ordered.

It turned out that ...