"The method of practice is in the Ten Directions Sutra Pagoda. I am not the master of Sutra, so you can only check it yourself."

"An underground tower?" As soon as Kuang Yan's thoughts moved, she felt a nine-story iron tower appear in front of her eyes. The tower seemed to be made of eight long swords inserted straight into the ground, and then derived from the sword bodies to form the tower. The entire tower was hazy.

It was hazy, deep in the white mist, and seemed to be hiding a killing spree. Only the first floor of the entire tower could be seen clearly by Kuang Yan. Obviously, her current ability could only enter the first floor for viewing.

Kuang Yan did not go in, but asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"

"Seven days."

Counting the time, Kuang Yan was imprisoned in that dark water prison and was humiliated day and night for twenty-four days.

In the past twenty-four days, Kuangyan was left with not only physical pain, but also deep pain in her heart. She kept telling herself that she wanted to become stronger. For herself, and to raise her seventeenth year.

A 10-year-old mother can live a good life.

"After seven days of coma, my mother must be worried..." Kuang Yan's mind appeared in the hospital, where she was lying on the hospital bed, and her mother was lying next to her ear.

For seven days, Kuang's mother's tears had already dried up, her eyes were red, her throat was hoarse, and she kept calling her name in Kuang Yan's ear. Just because the doctor said that doing so might wake Kuang Yan up.

A man in his twenties suddenly sat up on another hospital bed. His hair was dyed bright yellow, his upper body was bare, and the tattoos on his body were exposed. He looked at Kuang Yan's mother and glared, "You are so stupid."

Mother-in-law, please be quiet and don’t disturb me while I’m sleeping!”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Kuang's mother apologized repeatedly, but she was unwilling to give up this only possibility. She lowered her head, next to Kuang Yan's ear, lowered her voice, and continued to call Kuang Yan's name.

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"If you disturb my sleep again, I will ask a group of brothers to fuck you and your daughter together!"

Kuang's mother's face turned red, her body trembled, and she lay down next to Kuang Yan. This time she even lowered her breathing, let alone called Kuang Yan's name again.

The man was very satisfied with Kuang's mother's reaction, turned over, changed into a more comfortable position, and lay back on the bed.

Kuang Yan, who was originally in a coma, slowly opened her eyes. Due to her long-term coma, her face looked a little pale and her lips had no color.

Kuang's mother was lying next to Kuang Yan's ear, and happened to see Kuang Yan open her eyes.

"Ah!" Kuang's mother exclaimed, "Daughter, are you awake?" After the scream, some tears filled Kuang's eyes, and a smile finally appeared on her face. During these seven days, Kuang's mother

My mother signed the critical illness notice seven or eight times, thinking that Kuang Yan was going to leave just like that, "God has opened my eyes, thank you God."

"Sister!" Kuang Yan laughed. It was just such a smile, but it made her face look even paler. "Why are you thanking God? If you want to thank me, I have to thank you, sister!"

"Just wake up...just wake up..." Kuang's mother covered her mouth with one hand and squeezed Kuang Yan's fingers with the other hand, crying with joy, "Why are there no big or small ones? Mom is already old, but she still can't."

Call me sister."

Kuang Yan chuckled, "Sister, you will always be eighteen."

Kuang's mother said with tears streaming down her face, "Silly boy! You are the only one who talks so sweetly."
Chapter completed!