"It's fine."

Li Han took Bai Lang and Milly and walked cautiously towards the direction of the gunfire. Step by step in the snow, Li Han spent half an hour reaching the top of the mountain.

"Huh?"

Looking from a distance, there was a little light. "There are lakes in the valley. Could it be that these people are lumberjacks? That's not right." They all looked like tents. Lumberjacks must be very aware of the weather changes in the mountains.

There will definitely be no mountains and forests left.

Hunter, Li Han thought, an ancient profession in Montana.

There are many cabins left by hunters in the mountains of Montana. Li Han once encountered them. "No, this is not a hunter's cabin. Besides, a hunter's cabin does not have so much light."

"What do these people do?"

Li Han approached cautiously, not daring to make too much noise. Fortunately, it was a snowy day, and the branches were squeaking under the weight of snow. Under cover, Li Han approached, and all of them were covered with tents.

"child?"
Chapter completed!