Story of the Tall Lad Chapter 93

When Liam woke up, he was already in Shijiazi.

The sun has not yet reached high in the sky, and the stone mustard seeds have turned into the kind of small courtyard that was opened beside the Suzaku Tower. The green shade hides the vitality, like a short-term paradise.

A hand rested on his forehead.

Liam pulled the hand down and opened his eyes to see himself lying on his senior brother's lap.

Yan Zhengming's palm has several new and small wounds. If you look closely, you can see that there are also calluses left by holding the sword for a long time, as if covered with old wind and frost. Now there is only a seemingly smooth back of the hand, which is still there. Pretending to be at ease.