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What do you mean?

Lau Qingjun frowned and his mind was in a mess.

He could only rely on the remnant of his will to stabilize his heart: the Stellar River was waiting for him.

Wake up!

… ….

… ….

"Senior apprentice-brother!" Zhuxiang shouted in surprise, "Come and look, is Martial Uncle waking up?!"

On the stone bed, Lau Qingjun's eyes were closed, but his eyebrows were tightly knitted