lt;The Pocket Dimens

"This damn troublemaker, daring to pretend to be dead and scare me I'll beat him until his mother wouldn't recognize him.",Yan Xiaoshi closed his eyes, sighing that even being a ghost was hard work. Suddenly, with no warning, a flurry of punches and kicks landed on him. This time, the pain was very clear.,It's the feeling of a fist and the soles of shoes landing on something.。