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After an unknown amount of time, a blinding light shot into the Purple Bamboo Pavilion.

Squeak squeak...

A little white mouse jumped around on Ning Wufeng's chest. From time to time, it would rub its long and thin beard on Ning Wufeng's face and squeak a few times. Seeing that he did not react, it turned into a ray of light and dashed out.

At the door