The underground palace is quiet but very clean.

Looking at several weapons on the side, Jiang Fan walked over and naturally picked up the black iron sword among them. He paused for a moment and took out a black iron sword.

Smiling slightly, the figure disappeared.

One day later, he appeared again, his body already filled with endless fierce sword intent.

Sword intention, yes, it is sword intention.

Another kind of artistic conception.

Jiang Fan took a step forward and his breath began to converge. When he reached the top, all of them had disappeared.

Holding the long sword in hand, he walked out.

Outside the underground palace, there was no one around.

When he arrived at the central courtyard, after looking around for a while, Jiang Fan frowned, then returned to his room, changed into white clothes, and then came out.

"Ah, Master, you are back!" Xiao Qing, who was running over, looked ecstatic when he saw him for the first time. "When I heard the noise, I thought it was a thief coming, but I didn't expect it was Master, you are back."

!Master, you, you don’t know how much we miss you, you thought, you thought you didn’t want us anymore!” As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

"I just went out for a while, and I'm back now!" Jiang Fan said with a smile, "Where are the people? Where have they gone?"

"By the way, young master, my cousin is accepting a challenge outside the mansion, please leave me to take care of this place!"
Chapter completed!