C127 Continue to practice hard

Time passed, and the long candles grew shorter and shorter in the night, but they still shone with a yellow light as far as they could, dutifully illuminating the room with their last lives.

The sky had gradually turned pale, and the chirping of a few chickens outside the house signalled the start of a new day.

On the bed in Bu Jinghua's room, a person was still sitting there without moving