C588 They Were like Bubbles

Nangong Fan casually picked up a weed from the ground and held it in his mouth. White steam appeared in his nose as the weed condensed into a popsicle at a speed visible to the naked eye. He could not help but feel a little helpless.

"Luckily, Ziyou is not by my side. Otherwise, I would have suffocated to death."

This was the aftereffect of forcibly activating the Zero-degree Frost