"so cold!"

A huge amount of cold air instantly poured into the entire ice sculpture room.

Chen Hetu hurriedly mobilized his spiritual energy to resist, but it didn't help.

He still felt very cold, biting cold.

He put his hands on his chest and kept stepping on the spot with his feet, just to keep himself warm.

However, in a room surrounded by cold air, there was no trace of heat on Chen Hetu's body. Even though the spiritual energy was flowing on the surface of his body, the pervasive cold air still eroded his body.

His face was pale, his lips were purple, and his whole body was cold.

He looked around and saw that the ice sculpture room did not look like a sealed room at all, but more like an icehouse with the temperature set to the lowest level and the door closed.

As long as he doesn't move for a moment, his whole body will become extremely stiff.

As long as he moved again, he could immediately feel a "creaking" sound coming from the joints.

"I finally know why that cold mechanical voice reminded me that the break time has begun." Chen Hetu shook his head and smiled bitterly.

In this cold room, this is not rest at all, but torture... a punishment!

The most terrifying thing is that I have to stay in such a cold room for three days.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Chen Hetu was worried.

He must come up with a solution as soon as possible, otherwise, if this continues, the spiritual energy in his body will be exhausted in less than three days, and he will eventually die of hypothermia.

However, Chen Hetu couldn't think of any good solution at all.

Coupled with the fact that the cold air was eroding his internal organs, he couldn't think of a solution at all.

His thinking was also a little stiff and his head was empty.

Even the fire that had been burning in the Dantian after taking the pill that Yun Xiaoyue gave her was extinguished.

Even the body surface of the little golden man felt cold.

Obviously, the cold air in the room is not the ordinary kind, but the thousand-year-old ice that can enter the body.

If you continue at this rate, when your spiritual energy is exhausted, you will probably be frozen into an ice sculpture, right?

Chen Hetu gradually felt that he could not control his limbs and could not even detect their existence.

In fact, his consciousness has become blurred.

He has forgotten where he is and doesn't know what he is doing.

He could only rely on instinct to sit cross-legged and circulate the spiritual energy in his body.

With this movement, the situation improved, and a warm current arose in his Dantian and spiritual consciousness.

This warm current is very weak.

It's like lighting a match to keep warm on a cold street in winter.

Although it can't alleviate anything, it at least gives Chen Hetu hope.

His consciousness also recovered.

While he was awake, he hurriedly swallowed a few pills to replenish his spiritual energy, and then worked hard to circulate the spiritual energy in his body.

The warm current in my body is getting stronger and stronger.

This made Chen Hetu even more motivated.

He circulated his spiritual energy desperately.

However, even so, he still could not completely resist the biting cold air in the ice sculpture room.
Chapter completed!