In early autumn, the night is as cool as water.

Gu Pingsheng lay comfortably on the recliner alone, looking at the starry sky, dazzling.

He thought about the recent events, and he didn't know what was going on, and he always had a trance-like feeling in his heart, very uncalm, as if something was about to happen.

It seems that it is necessary to exterminate the villain sect by himself, Gu Pingsheng muttered and took a nap.

Suddenly, he felt like he was surrounded by someone

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