After finishing all this, Cao Xing still held Franciska, allowing her body to gradually recover.
And after several hours of roasting, her body was no longer as stiff and cold as it was at the beginning.
At this moment, Franciska felt like she was dreaming.
She fell into an endless ice sea, constantly sinking deeper.
The seawater brought a bone-chilling cold, making her feel suffocated.
Darkness, cold, despair...
In a daze, she suddenly felt herself being held by someone, escaping from the endless ice sea, bringing her to the surface.
Then, she felt as if she was lying on the ice surface, surrounded by howling cold winds, with a bonfire burning beside her, yet without any warmth.
At this moment, the parts of her body that were frostbitten began to throb with pain, allowing her to wake up.
"Hm..."
After a difficult moan.
Franciska gradually opened her eyes.
"You're awake?" Cao Xing asked.
