C242 The Holy Spirit in the Sabre

Ye Xuan opened his eyes and pretended to wake up. In fact, he had been resting ever since he was carried away. He felt that the demonic qi in his body had turned into Demonic Strength and was running everywhere, a little out of his control.

Ye Xuan found himself lying down on his own bed in his small tent in the barracks. He wanted to flip over and get up, but he felt a dull pain in his chest