"Control the future, or be controlled by the future?" Under the huge clock, Chu Yuhan hugged her legs and looked up at the stars.
Xingxing will not tell her the answer, but will only send people down to beat her.
Chu Yuhan shrugged, she was used to it anyway.
This Hidden Immortal Star has always been a restless existence. Otherwise, the nine races in the six realms, the seven galaxies, and the twelve mirrored times and spaces would all be staring at this place.
Then, it seems that the protagonist is not me.
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