C139

Under the flickering candlelight, Li Ren carried the yellowish Book as if he was intoxicated.

It was already late at night, and most of the people were already asleep. Only his room in the inn still emitted the faint light of a candle.

The Blue Lotus Sword Canon was truly worthy of its name. It was the summation of Li Taibai's life in the way of the sword.

This was not only a sword art