The sound of movement made Ning Zhao and others who were already waiting outside the house busy. After getting Lu Fan's approval, he pushed the door open and entered.

Yi Yue was holding a dish with a dish of porridge and side dishes.

Ni Yu rolled up her sleeves and held a basin of freshly boiled hot water, and her little face turned red by the heat.

Ning Zhao walked over and served Lu Fan with tender little hands.

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes. A beautiful day started from the decayed morning.

"Young Master, the master escorted the captured martial arts master into the imperial capital this morning, and asked the servants to hand over the copied blood-moving secret book to the young master."

Ning Zhao said, and after saying that, he took out a piece of white cloth from his arms.

The cloth is full of beautiful small characters.

Although Lu Changkong is a grand master warrior, the word is quite beautiful and beautiful, which is seriously inconsistent with his image.

Lu Fan took a sip of the porridge and raised his eyebrows.

He reached out and took the white cloth handed over by Ning Zhao.
Chapter completed!