C331 Protracted War

The interior of the house was covered in a thick layer of frost. At a glance, it appeared to be a dozen centimeters thick. There were even a few icicles hanging down from the ceiling. It was like a world of ice and snow!

Gong Qing'er lay motionless on the ground like a sleeping beauty. A thirty-centimeter thick ice coffin had formed around her, wrapping around her in all directions. Furthermore