Late at night, next to the military camp.


    Du Yu and a short man walked together, looking for the melodious flute sound, and walked into the depths of the river valley.


    The short man was in his mid-thirties, and he was about 1.5 meters tall.


    Although he is relatively thin and small, he has a rather domineering name: Qi Tian.


    "Whoo~"


    Qi Tian''s fingertips lit a pinch of flame and lit the cigarette in his mouth.


    He took a deep breath, his face full of enjoyment,


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