Soon they coughed and their bodies began to tremble because of the cold.

After sneezing several times in a row, Wang Daliang couldn't help it anymore, and hugged himself and rushed out of the room.

Jiang Fan was a little more loyal than him. He remembered holding He Li and holding him in his arms before going out of the room.

It is still the corridor of the hotel, but everything is covered with a thick layer of frost, as if in such a short time, the whole world has been frozen.

The clock hanging on the wall shows five o'clock in the morning, which is one of the lowest time points of the day...

Obviously it was in the corridor of the hotel, but there was still a blast of cold wind after another, biting cold.

Wang Daliang walked at the front, shivering shouted: "Anyone? Is there anyone else here?"

After yelling for a long time, I didn't see anyone coming out of that room, or even someone could not come out anymore. The doors of all the rooms were sealed by ice and integrated into the wall.

"Are there any people!" The cold made Wang Daliang's emotions very irritable. He clearly felt that if he continued like this, he would be frozen to death in not long.

However, no matter how he yelled, no one here answered him.

Jiang Fan had to be a little clever. Now that he has entered the trial of the death magistrate, according to the live broadcast he has watched before, everything here must be decided by the magistrate.

"Judgment boss?" Jiang Fan stared at everything around him: "I beg you, even if we can't get us out of the trial, at least give us a glimmer of hope."

Ye Chen sneered two times. It was because of this existence that angered me that the family that was supposed to be full of hope was engulfed by despair, but now he asked himself for hope?

"Here is the crack of time." Ye Chen said coldly and relentlessly: "Everything here is the same as in reality. But the frozen time at this moment leads to no one else here except you."

"Then how can we get out from here?" Wang Daliang asked anxiously and hurriedly.

Ye Chen never answered them again.

Can't hear any reply, Wang Daliang couldn't help cursing, but still kept walking, not to mention where to go, at least this activity would allow him to produce as much heat as possible.

Jiang Fan, who was moving forward with He Li, took a deep breath. The cold air made him sober.

The three people reached the elevator entrance. The situation was still the same. The entire elevator was frozen and there was no way to use it.

"The elevator...never go down...can't...can only go down the stairs...I..." Wang Dayang said with a trembling voice, and the cold made him unable to say the whole thing at all.

"Let's go down and find out if there are any clothes that can... can be worn..." Jiang Fan's teeth are still quite clear. He holds He Li and is in a better state than Wang Daliang.

Wang Daliang, who was panicked at the beginning, also understood at this time, and he also hugged He Li. The three of them hugged together, which was a little better, but it was extremely limited.

The three people clung together in this way from the third floor of the hotel to the lobby, where the service and attendants who were supposed to be on duty were gone.

The whole morning was empty. The empty lobby was full of ice, and the temperature dropped a bit at this time.

They tremble and tremble to think of something that can be thought of from the lobby and draped over themselves. Unfortunately, everything here is blocked by ice.

The air became extremely dry due to excessive cold. The cold air made their noses very uncomfortable.

"Come out... look for it?" Jiang Fan suggested. He Li was the most comfortable among these two men, but still shivering coldly: "Go out...and...what can I find...what?"

The two men looked at each other and became silent. Now that they are all like this in the hotel, it is estimated that other places are not much better.

What's the point of going out?

Thinking of this, the three men hugged a little more, their skin was already numb, and white frost marks hung on their eyebrows and hair.

"Look!" Jiang Fan suddenly pointed outside the glass door of the hotel. At this time, the street lights had flickered, but three figures could still be seen, walking stumbled.

"Don't... and... there are other people who have been tried like us?"

Jiang Fan shook his head, refuting Wang Daliang's guess: "Should...no, according to the live broadcast I watched before...this...this time...should only be us..."

"Why...what is he doing so much?" He Li's supposedly soft voice became very sharp: "First... grab the clothes first!"

Nodded and the two acted simultaneously, pulling He Li out of the hotel. On the street, as they thought, everything they could see with their eyes was frozen.

Not looking at the others, the three of them hurriedly looked towards the other side of the road. Fortunately, the three figures were still within their line of sight.

There was no need to communicate. The three men accelerated at the same time and chased toward the three figures. They can't control whether they can beat others now.

This is their only hope. If they can take off the other party's clothes, they will be able to wear more clothes for a while. At that time, they will feel better.

The three people in front didn't seem to feel that they were catching up with others, and they were still staggering forward.

Soon, Wang Daliang and the three of them caught up. Seeing each other as stupid, their hearts were crossed, and they raised their fists and smashed them down.

Wang Daliang and Jiang Fan each hit a head in the back. The people in front of them fell like soft tofu and fell to the ground.

The two didn't expect it to be so easy. They hadn't had time to do it yet. The man in the middle fell to the ground with the other two, completely in an inexplicable situation.

Wang Daliang and Jiang Fan's eyes were full of doubts, but they couldn't control so much, and immediately turned one of them over. From the back view, it was a man.

As soon as they turned it over, they were taken aback. The man was already bleeding at the time, and his eyes widened and looked very scary.

When looking at the second glance, the three people took a step back almost simultaneously.

"This... isn't this... isn't this you?" Jiang Fan pointed to Wang Daliang.

The man lying on the ground with the blood of Qiqiao bleeding had no difference between Wang Daliang's face and the clothes he wore. Even the old scars on Wang Daliang's face are exactly the same. ..

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