C51 Cooked Rice with Uncooked Rice

The bone-piercing cold air filled the entire room. Xuanyuan Yi leaned against the side of the pool and seemed to have fallen asleep.

The ice layer on the surface of the water continued to get thicker. Helian Qi was dumbfounded. He laid on the ice and stared at the house that had turned into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.

Ordinary people could see the cold energy in the surroundings