Xiao Dong and Xiao Jie got up early and ran quickly to the top of the mountain. Without any magic treasure, they continued to rush forward like flying. The morning classes had to be done. This was a rule and also the standard to measure the talented disciples. With superior congenital conditions, one was not allowed to have a firm heart for cultivation. Otherwise, any genius would be reduced to dust in the face of time.
In less than a moment, he finished his morning classes, and then went back to the library of Shushan for a day.
"What's wrong with the two brothers? Is there a beauty in the library of Shushan? Did they go there early last morning for morning classes?" Wang Zu touched his head and looked at the direction in which Xiao Jie and Chu Tiankuo disappeared.
Feng Yu saw the daze
