lt;The Pocket Dimens

Since villagers passing by the front gate of Yan's mansion smelled the fragrance of the food, they couldn't help but stop and swallow a few times.,Yan Xiaoshi felt a sharp, agonizing pain throughout his body. It was like being run over by a car.,A sharp pain erupted in Yan Xiaoshi's head, his vision blurring. Fragments of memories, alien and unwelcome, flooded his mind like a raging torrent, overwhelming him.。