In March, the winter snow melts, and the breath of spring can already be felt in the south, but the ice and snow in the north still refuse to leave.
Under the huge ancient pine, a brown bear that was two stories tall was lazily walking out of the tree hole. His name was Ye Qingshan, and he was the king of bears for nearly a thousand miles around. He lay in the cold snow and took a few mouthfuls of broken snow. The cold snow water washed away the tiredness of hibernation.
There was an eagle's roar that penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks. Under the talons of a black eagle with a wingspan of twenty meters, it was grabbing a man with a broken arm and rushing towards Ye Qingshan...
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