lt;The Pocket Dimens

"These days, with the war raging on, our village is probably only able to enjoy food and drink thanks to the Yan family.",Yan Xiaoshi felt a sharp, agonizing pain throughout his body. It was like being run over by a car.,Yan Xiaoshi closed his eyes, sighing that even being a ghost was hard work. Suddenly, with no warning, a flurry of punches and kicks landed on him. This time, the pain was very clear.。