This night was very ordinary for Xia Yan.

Although he slept in the small courtyard behind the Qilin Pavilion, he hadn't slept yet...

He's still busy...

First of all, the curse was performed on the bed, and it was customary to check whether Sima Bai had been resurrected, but no... This made him a little disappointed, and he began to question whether the god list could summon spirits and revive the dead.

Secondly, the corpse of the harlequin clocked in, and the white rat seemed to feel him,

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