lt;The Pocket Dimens

The sky grew darker and darker, the line a hazy gray.,Yan Xiaoshi felt a sharp, agonizing pain throughout his body. It was like being run over by a car.,He suddenly opened his eyes wide, two cold beams shooting from his pupils. He saw the three little ghosts charging toward him and swung his fist. He furrowed his brow, rolled to the ground, and quickly dodged their attack. Then, he swiftly picked up three pebbles, aimed for their knees, and flung them with all his might.。