C1899 One Month Later

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Lo Binghai's side could not make any movements. As long as he moved, the bamboo stick in Ye Qianshan's hand would immediately hit him.

It had been more than half a month. Every day when the sun rose, Lo Binghai would go out and contact his basic skills.

Usually, he had to cultivate until late at night before he could stop and rest. In this process, if he was slightly careless