As if he was on fire, or as if he had fallen into biting ice water, Cang Lang felt that his whole body was cold and hot, and his head hurt as if it was about to split.
He tried hard to sit up, but his whole body was like a broken puppet. Not a single joint was willing to obey the command of his brain, and he couldn't even move his little finger. He even doubted whether he was awake at all. Maybe he was just dreaming. In that case, no matter how hard he struggled, it would be just in vain.
If these uncomfortable feelings are just a dream, it is a nightmare - a nightmare of not being able to control your body...
Maybe, tomorrow he should buy a copy of Zhou Gong's Dream Interpretation and study it...
Damn, my head really hurts!