Even though his ears were covered by Longya and his entire body was pressed against his chest by Longya, the sharp explosion of the illusion being broken still made Erick Qi's ears buzz for a while.
After a moment of dizziness and motion sickness, the strong and rising flames and the courtyard with an old locust tree completely disappeared.
The dark wooden floor and staircase of Li Zhengchang's house reappeared in his field of vision. The black curtains that sealed the doors and windows had disappeared, completely dissipating. The ceiling light in the living room, which had flickered a few times before and then went out, returned to normal and lit up again, illuminating the whole room.
At the foot of the wooden stairs, Li Zhengchang was still lying there, seemingly sleeping soundly, but the posture he was in did not look very comfortable.
Longya lowered his head and patted Erick Qi's forehead and asked, "Are your ears still plugged? You looked half dead in the illusion, but when you came out, you turned around everywhere! What are you looking at?"
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