C42 Fight Poison with Poison

Wei Qingyang immediately realized that something was not right. He immediately got up and went to Jun Yaoyan's bed to check on his condition.

He saw that his body was unusually cold, as if he had frozen. The cold Qi felt as if it had fallen into an ice kiln. His body was stiff and numb, like a corpse.

"Why is it so cold?"

"Ying, Ying..."

Hearing Jun Yaoyan's unconscious voice