After a while, Ming Mei suddenly pulled down the blanket.
No, just waiting like this isn't a solution, I can't just rely on waiting, I have to find a way to get the answers myself.
...
Darkness, cold, pain, that was all Kang Chen could feel.
It was like the boundless seawater in the ocean, drowning his whole being, unable to open his eyes, the huge waves crashing down again and again, everywhere it was black, he couldn't move his limbs, but he could feel the pain very clearly, an intense pain.
Kang Chen didn't know what was going on, his memory was very blurry in his mind, his consciousness was also very vague, he only vaguely remembered falling into an ice pit, falling in, and was there a chance of survival? Probably not,
But if a person is dead, would there still be pain?
He fell in there, and still alive?
If he wasn't dead yet, Kang Chen truly felt that his life was too large, just like the undead protagonist in martial arts novels, never dying at any time.
