At night, the cold wind is like the air flow of those black clouds in the sky, and it blows along the street to every corner of Chengguang City.

It was a rare forest in Chengguang City, and it was originally a land dedicated to opera performances, but because there was a problem with the horns in the troupe, this land was also abandoned.

What used to be a place like heaven was now planted with trees, and with him a patch of weeds.

Tonight, Li Changchun drank two more drinks in the tavern because of the things he encountered in his career. He staggered and somehow came to the woods.

There is no light in the forest, only a subtle ......

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