Spiritual exhaustion wasn't something that could be easily recovered from. By the time Ling Mo opened his eyes again, the sun was already shining brightly outside.
He sat up with a body full of soreness, and it took him dozens of seconds to feel his strength gradually returning.
"Gurgle gurgle..."
A moaning sound came from his stomach, and his throat was so dry it felt like it could catch fire.
Judging from these bodily reactions, he estimated that two to three days had probably passed.
However, the first thing Ling Mo did was to look beside him. When he found Ye Lian and Xia Na's figures, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Only then did he hurriedly take out a bottle of drink and guzzled several mouthfuls, finally getting some relief.
"Ye Lian..." After feeling some of his strength returning, Ling Mo staggered to his feet and turned to look at Ye Lian beside him.