Cultivo de Imortais com Golpe Crítico, Começando por Recuperar a Noiva da Infância!

Page 1/3
Qingyun Domain, Beast Mountain Range, Ningyue District!

Sparse wisps of smoke rose from the outskirts of Ningyue District, accompanied by gusts of howling cold wind. The once silent market gradually stirred awake after a long night.

It was now late autumn approaching winter, and the morning chill cut through the air like a sharp blade, piercing the skin with a biting cold.

Wang Chen was nearly frozen awake.

The drafty wooden cabin offered little warmth; the cold wind seeped in through the cracks, stealing away the scant heat left in his body.

"Damn! This weather could freeze a man to death!"

Muttering curses, Wang Chen instinctively reached out for the air conditioner remote.

After fumbling for a while, he quickly realized something was off.

Where had his memory foam mattress gone?

And where was his Els wool blanket?

Wang Chen suddenly opened his eyes wide, but the scene before him was not his spacious three-hundred-square-meter apartment. Instead, it was a narrow wooden cabin, constructed entirely of planks.

The cabin was so small he could see across it in one glance.

Apart from a wooden bed, a wooden table, and a few chairs, there was nothing else in sight!

Wang Chen was stunned!

Where was his genuine leather sofa set? Where was his fifty-inch widescreen TV? Why was everything gone?

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew in again, causing Wang Chen to shiver reflexively.

His previously foggy mind cleared instantly.