"You can practice with peace of mind." Long Wanying said.

"Yes, Aunt Ying."

"Destiny."

Yan Nuxia, who was sitting on the roof beam, called him.

"what?"

"Come up here and touch my hand."

"...!"

A little panicked.

Li Tianming quickly grabbed Miaomiao out of the companion space, threw him in the room, and escaped by himself.

"Meow?"

Meow was sleepy, stretched out, slowly opened his eyes, and then froze on the spot.

Around it, dozens of eyes are shining.

…

In order to avoid trouble, Jiang Qingliu went into seclusion.

Qinghun Temple has already set up a stronghold next to the Qingyun Sacred Tree, waiting for the sacred tree to mature.

The opponent's Immortal Palace on the Clouds is also setting up strongholds, which will inevitably cause friction.

It is said that there have been casualties during the fighting.

However, these have nothing to do with Li Tianming.

As a junior, with the environment created by his elders, he began to practice in a low-key manner.
Chapter completed!