Luo Chen stood up, looked at Hao Ziyang, and then looked at everyone.

"rule!"

After saying this, Luo Chen let Ding Xiang take him away.

Haorui quickly stepped forward, and streams of fairy light fell down, instantly healing Hao Ziyang's wounds.

"Uncle Qi, this matter must never end!"

Hao Ziyang gritted his teeth.

He is a majestic sword spirit, the blazing sun of the Kowloon Prince circle, and has never suffered such grievances outside.

Did you suffer this kind of injustice at home today?

How can you swallow this bad breath?

On the other side, Luo Chen was brought to Haotian's former residence by Ding Xiang.

This place is already desolate. Although some people are cleaning it, it can be seen that it lacks the human atmosphere and is truly desolate.

This is a huge garden, as big as a small town, with mountains, rivers, gardens, everything.
Chapter completed!