Just for a moment, Wu Xiaochen shuddered and couldn't help but tremble, "Damn it, it's only the second day in September, why do you feel a little cold?" Wu Xiaochen, who was talking to himself, raised his head again and looked at the running figure. Suddenly, he felt the sun stinging his eyes again, and Wu Xiaochen felt a heat from the soles of his feet rushing to the tips of his hair. "Sure enough, it's an illusion. Qiuhuhu is still very ferocious. Otherwise, how could I be so hot that my heart is trembling?"
There is a lot of mental activity. Fake high-cold reception VS true high-cold attack