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In the middle of the night, a red moon hung in the sky, and a cool breeze blew through the forest. Mu Rong Qing leaned towards Long Chen, who was lost in his thoughts. Long Chen came back to his senses and held Mu Rong Qing in his arms.

The two of them were still sitting on the tree trunk. Beside them were many tree trunks that had been scattered all over the place for who knows how many years