Ancestor, please forgive the younger generation for committing a crime!

In the secret room, the blush-faced man leaned against the wall with his lips tightly pursed, and beads of sweat kept slipping from the corner of his forehead.In just a short while, the thin shirt was already wet with sweat, and it stuck tightly to the man's body, allowing the man's long, vigorous and thin figure to be seen at a glance.Shaking his head slightly, Xu Ruilang managed to concentrate, unwilling to just sit and wait for death.Gritting his teeth and moving the hands tied behind him, he drew the symbols engraved in the depths of his memory bit by bit based on his memory.And when the last stroke was drawn, the light suddenly flourished!Staring fixedly at the light curtain for a long time, Xu Ruilang finally closed his eyes, opened his thin lips lightly, and slowly spit out the name lingering between his lips and teeth - "Shi Tian..." The next moment, a gust of wind from nowhere swept across the room. In the secret room that should be closed, a clear and lazy sigh sounded suddenly. "...The boy is naughty...it's time to go back with me...""