C512 Are you sure you didn't talk in your sleep

On the ground floor of Ling Long's house, seeing that Taoist Tsinghua had been going upstairs for such a long time, both he and Ling Kecheng started to become nervous. Of course, there were also occasional people coming and going in the small district of the Golden Flower Garden. When they saw a cultivator wearing a pale yellow Daoist robe standing downstairs