บท 1295: Chapter 405 Self-Rescue, Searching

When Mo Yan woke up again, it took her a while to come to her senses as she stared at the pitch-black ceiling above her. Only after a long time did she realize she was lying on a cold, damp ground, and a dull ache in her forehead reminded her of the terrible events that had happened before.

She jerked up abruptly and uncontrollably fell back the way she had come, belatedly discovering that her arms were tightly bound behind her back, and her legs were also tightly tied with a thumb-thick rope.

Having been tied up for too long and her body maintaining the same position for an extended period, the slight movement made her hands and feet prick painfully and they were extremely stiff, too. In such a state, let alone sitting up, even turning over became an incredibly difficult task.