After dressing as a high-risk master, I reverse the routine

Gu Baiqing took a deep breath, closed the door, forget it, it's a big deal not to sleep.

Gu Baiqing went directly to the promenade where he usually practiced. This place has the most aura. Although it is useless to meditate, getting into samadhi can achieve the same soothing effect as sleeping.

Gu Baiqing just sat down cross-legged like an hour a day.

The night wind blew, and the stars were shining brightly. The red maple landed on Gu Baiqing's shoulders, and the ink-stained blue silk floated up repeatedly, like red threads that enthrall the soul, enchanting and charming.

He just sat quietly like this, without the spiritual power to be close to him and unable to sense, so he didn't know that there was a person leaning on the maple tree not far away, watching him silently and accompanying him.The dark eyes seem to be able to blend into the deepest part of the night, but there is a white figure reflected in them.

San Dou looked at Xiao Engong worriedly on the nearby branch.

When Xiao Engong's mood fluctuated just now, it made him feel a terrible force. Although he has calmed down now, it is still disturbing.

Sandou waited for a while, but still couldn't help but want to ask Mr. Engong.

As a result, Mo Xuanli suddenly moved, flew down the tree, came to the eaves, walked up to Gu Baiqing, and slowly bent down.