The scruffy long-haired man stood up and walked alone in the dark passageway, his fingers plucking and dancing in a brilliant and colorful streamer. A vast and boundless space gradually appeared, and the high and low stone platforms were suspended, and the demon beasts with horse bodies and tiger heads, eagle wings and cow hooves patrolled in it.

Walking.

Just walked like that.

Ning's vision was blurred, and the dim light in the building shone on the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and on the vases on the wooden tables on the high tables. Rather distant faint

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