It is forbidden to wear white clothes in the palace, but Jiang Huan is obviously not within this "forbidden" range. He was wearing a one-month-old white brocade robe and stood under a gardenia tree outside the house. The gardenia fell on Jiang Huan's shoulders, and looked like that painting from afar, which was so beautiful.

"Young Master is so beautiful." Qianying said to himself.

If he was a normal day, he would never praise his son like this, but today is an exception.

Ling Chen walked to Qianying at some point. He looked at Jiang Huan standing under the tree, and a faint smile slid across the corner of his mouth.

"It's pretty good."

Qianying looked at the sound that came out of nowhere, and his soul was gone, and he stumbled and said, "Lord... Lord?"

Ling Chen nodded slightly and said softly, "Don't disturb him."

"Yes." Qianying said.

No matter what, Ling Chen is also the king of Yue Kingdom. He doesn't have the intention to fight against him. He has to stand aside and silently pray that his son can come back to his senses soon.

Jiang Huan slowly closed his eyes, and a memory that came out from nowhere poured into his mind.

A man in white dressed in a battle robe stood under the gardenia tree holding a sword. The gardenia flowers fell, and he pulled out the sword and slowly danced.

A young man in blue covered his cheek with his hands and looked at the man in white robe dancing with his sword, and from time to time he exclaimed. The man in white stopped moving when he heard the sound, his eyes frowned slightly, and said:

"Mo Bai, why are you coming out again?"

The man called Mo Bai said angrily when he heard the man in white robe, "I finally transformed into my soul and let me stay in that dark place every day, aren't you trying to suffocate me to death?"

The man in white robe was slightly stunned when he heard this and said.

"Then you'll be stuffy."

"Hey, hey, I won't play with it that way." The boy named Mo Bai couldn't help but stomp his feet when he saw the man in white robe so ignorant and said:

"I am your sword soul! Sword soul, aren't you afraid of hurting my heart when you do this?"

"Not afraid." said the man in white robe.

Mo Bai's eyes frowned slightly when he saw the man in white robe said. He really couldn't understand how a sword soul with such a capable sword soul would have such a wooden and stinky master. If it were someone else, he would have left long ago, but he was the strongest person in the entire heaven, which forced him to stay here.

The man in white robe slapped his lips and ignored the man named Mo Bai, but continued to dance his sword.

Mo Bai yawned and looked at the man in white robe dancing with a bored sword. Although he was very bored in his sword dancing, he was much better than staying in that dark place.

Just as Mo Bai was drowsy, a voice sounded. He shuddered and ran back into the sword.

However, although Mo Bai was inside the sword, he could still hear the sound outside.

"Mu Tou, why are you dancing swords here again? How about going out with me?" Mo Bai was very curious about which god was so brave that he dared to call his master Mu, so he used his divine power to open a crack in the sword and observed it carefully.

A man in green held his master's hand and talked endlessly. What he said was that he would get a problem with his body practiced all day long, and he would not have friends if he didn't go out to communicate with other gods.

Ho, friend.

Mo Bai said in his heart.

Whoever is friends with his master's ice face is that his mind is abnormal.

But the facts proved that there was really an abnormal god here. For example, this man in blue.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!