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Quiet campsite.

A new batch of patrol members shuttled between the tents, and their vision fell on each tent.

Rather than patrolling at night, it is more like monitoring the movements of those tents at this moment.

Yan Wenchang stood on the carriage a hundred meters away with his hands behind his hands, closing his eyes and sensing the four directions.

There was no movement in the huge camp.

At this moment, the Yan family guards and the hunters reached a tacit and harmonious unity.

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In a quiet tent.

A young man who was sitting with his eyes closed opened his eyes.

In the dark night, his eyes were bright and calm.

He stood up gently and opened the curtain gently.

Lean over and tilt your head.

A simple action of holding up the curtain to go out.

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【Time recovery.】

Time that stood still returns to motion.

The solidified flame continued to dance on the torch.

Yan Wenchang, who was looking at the sky with his hands behind his hands, still looked domineering.

…

The curtains of the tent swayed gently, as if they were inadvertently carried by the night wind, just like countless tents.

But in the original tent, only the sleeping girl and the furball who was also sleeping soundly were left.
Chapter completed!