Chu Ning's whole person seemed to be swept up by a tornado and flew away in the air, his mind was full of whirlwinds, and he woke up in a daze.

Chu Ning opened his eyes, only to see the high priest of Jialan sitting there paralyzed, his eyes still trembling faintly, as if his eyelids weighed a thousand gold, and he couldn't open them even if he tried his best.

"High Priest Garan, High Priest Garan..." After Chu Ning called softly a few times, he didn't see the high priest of Garan wake up.

High Priest Garan's eyes only blinked harder when Chu Ning called!

"Aren't you asleep?" Chu Ning walked over cautiously and shouted tentatively, "......

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