C32

Imperial Capital

"Ah!" Ye Wen, who had just woken up, felt a tearing pain in his head.

"Why did you get up? Quickly lie down." Sacred Xuan leaned on a nearby table and looked at Ye Ling, who was sitting on the bed in pain. His wounds were not serious at all, he had only used up all his spirit energy, and he would be fine once he recuperated