Warm sunlight sprinkled on his face and Lin Haotian opened his eyes. The glaring sunlight made him squint his eyes.
A brilliant smile that he had not shown for a long time appeared on his face. He suddenly felt that the sky was beautiful.
Thinking of what that mysterious senior had said and the golden light that had saved him twice, Lin Haotian was overwhelmed with emotions.
Motherf*ckers of the Chenlan Sect, just wait for your death!
Lin Haotian began to curse at the Chenlan Sect to vent his anger.
After scolding for a long time, Lin Haotian was finally in a good mood. He began to heal himself. Even though his legs were broken, it was not impossible to treat them. After all, his bloodline was special, and as long as he had enough time, he could heal himself.
Without any pressure, Lin Haotian felt that everything was fine.
