C150 Ghost Street

Chen Fei put down his chopsticks and looked at the noodles in front of him in fear. After he had swallowed it, what was the matter with the cold air seeping into his body?

Chen Fei looked at his face and could still feel the air, but it wasn't hot air, but a type of cold air. Logically speaking, at such a low temperature, the soup should have already been frozen.

Chen Fei was furious