Night

The old customers who had concealed their sword principle auras gave Jian Wushuang a very strange feeling.

However, he did not think too much about it. After all, he was in the vast Northern heaven celestial continent, and it was possible that there were Sword Immortals.

After a brief discussion, the three of them returned to their rooms to rest.

Under Cheng Qing's strong request, the three of them squeezed into a side room.

Jian Wushuang turned over and sat on the window sill in comprehension. He shook his head helplessly.

He gradually discovered that when he was together with Cheng Qing, he was more and more like when they started from insignificance and wandered in the mortal world.

Eating, drinking, and sleeping, these bad habits should be stopped in time.

After taking another big gulp of the so-called 'mouth-chewed wine', Chen Qing laid down on the bed and began to sleep.