Pain!
Pain that emerges from the marrow!
Heart-wrenching, bone-carving pain!
When Lin Tian opened his eyes, his mouth was dry, although his body ached, he could still move lightly without issue.
As he opened his eyes, what he saw was not the dim light of the underground palace, but a wooden ceiling.
Blanking his mind for a long time, he blinked a few times, and memories surged back like a tide, allowing him to recall what had happened before.
Clearly, not only did he not die, but he was also taken out of the underground palace. He certainly was still in the ancestral house of the Wang Family. He wouldn't believe Wang Xingkong would let him leave the Wang Family so easily.
However, he didn't know how long he had mixed up time, although he was sore, it had gotten much better compared to that day. At least after circulating Spiritual Qi for two Great Cycles, the pain was greatly reduced.
Struggling to get up from the bed, Lin Tian began to observe his surroundings.
