C1085 Metaphysics a Reversal of the Female Cultivator's Tribute
It was as if he could drown a person within it.
Satisfied, Yue Xi took his hand.
"Hiss …" She shook off the goosebumps on her body. "Why is it so cold?"
It was as if every time she touched him, his body would feel cold, as if there was no warmth at all.
"What happened to your body?"
"Spatial restrictions." He replied plainly. A trace of hatred flashed quickly in his eyes