A fierce battle ended, and I slept until naturally waking.
So comfortable...
Liang Qu stretched lazily, opened his eyes.
Heart fire easily "burned away" the laziness, he sat up, his upper body naked, muscles with smooth and clear lines, twisted like steel cables, combined with his height, giving a sense of grandeur.
Broken bones had healed, intestines and organs were also fine, several foot-long lacerations left no scars.
The air retained a subtle fragrance, indicating Eying had recently been in the room or had stayed for a while; the scent was identical to her body fragrance.
With soap scent on him, she must have wiped him down, no wonder there was no blood smell.
Reached down to touch.
Hmm.
His underpants had been changed.
Killing the Flood Dragon in one strike drained the Essence, Qi, and Spirit.
After three days and nights of Young Dragon battles, it was late August, yet feeling the temperature made Liang Qu unsure of how long he had slept.
The only difference.
