Lin Xintong's naturally terminated meridians were like a dead knot in her life. They had taken root in Lin Xintong's body, entrenched in every muscle. Usually, it would be hidden, but once it was nourished, it would grow and engulf Lin Xintong's vitality.
Now, with the frost Qi constantly entering Lin Xintong's body, she felt colder and colder. As for her natural Yin Meridians, they were like weeds that had been nourished by the rain, as they grew crazily.
Lin Xintong's footsteps immediately slowed down.
Cold, the biting cold reached deep into her bones, and it reached her bone marrow.
She shrunk her thin body and looked up. The icy plains were so vast they seemed to have no end.
She recalled the test of the mental demons. The dreams that repeated themselves seemed to never come to an end.
