Slender Waist

Li Xianyu was exhausted and weary. However, when he heard that Thunderbolt Battle Lady was seriously injured and King Jiji was dying, he grit his teeth and shook his head to dispel his fatigue.

"I'll go take a look."

"Come back, what is there to look at? You're weak and can barely save yourself. How much self-healing ability can you have in your blood?" Great-Grandma roared, "Get back and get some sleep, you'll be alright after you get some sleep!"

Li Xianyu thought about it and thought that Great-Grandma had a point. He was in no hurry to save a person, and with his physical condition, the self-healing effects of his blood may not be of any use, or it would have little effect.

"Then I'll go to bed. Good night, my gran." Li Xianyu shrank into the quilt and covered his head. A few seconds later, the sound of a gentle snoring rang.

The light from the street lamp shone in from the window, and the room was shrouded in dim light.