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... red from working all day, Xu Yun finally fell asleep in a drowsy state.

   Nothing to say all night.

   After an unknown amount of time, there was a burst of birdsong outside the window.

  Xu Yun lazily opened his eyes, scratched his messy hair, stretched, yawned, and just woke up.

  It is now winter in the British Peninsula, and the air in the morning is extremely humid and cold. Xu Yun exhaled in one breath, and soon a cloud of white mist appeared in front of him.

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