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Hong Yu descended from the third floor and went to the first floor, stopping at the door of room 10, his eyes narrowing like a tiger seeing a beautiful lamb as prey. With one hand he made a few seals for the door to open quietly, there was no one in the hallway, it was too late at night. It was likely that the inner disciples were meditating by taking advantage of the rich floating island environment to increase their cultivation.
Just as a killer Hong Yu slipped into the room and closed the door without making a sound, in this room like everyone else there were two beds. In the right bed was a cultivator sleeping, after all, not everyone was very worried about the tournament tomorrow. That could be self-confidence or had just given up thinking about it.
