C283 Last Supper
Lan Yuwen suddenly woke up with a head full of sweat.
However, his shoulders and arms were ice-cold.
The coldness seeped into his bones.
She reached out her hand and touched it, as if it were a person who was rapidly freezing.
Infinite fear rose in his heart: Am I really going to die? Am I going to die again?
No, absolutely not!
Grandma Meng had said that if he died this time