Of course, the Saint cultivated martial arts with a cultivation of the fourth rank of Haotian Taoism not because he wanted to make great progress in martial arts, but because he could be a warrior.
That was why he did not plan to break through to the fourth grade as it was too difficult.
After leaving the house, he turned and headed towards yang qianhuan and Yan Caiwei's small courtyard a few hundred meters away.
Senior and junior, one lived in the East Room, the other lived in the west room.
As soon as li lingsu entered the courtyard, the door to the East Room opened automatically, and yang qianhuan's voice rang out.
"Brother li, why are you here so late at night?"
There was a hint of vigilance in his tone.
Brothers are brothers, but you can't have any ideas about my Junior Sister.
Oblivious to yang qianhuan's inner thoughts, li lingsu crossed the courtyard and entered the East Room.
The candlelight immediately lit up and dispelled the darkness.
