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Chapter 239 Han Xin comes out of seclusion(2/2)

Hearing this, Young Master Fusu nodded slightly, his eyes much brighter.

He had previously communicated with the Lord Dong Huang Taiyi of Yin and Yang Family.

At midnight!

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion.

The bright moon shines brightly.

During the autumnal equinox, the weather is high and the air is cool.

The stars are shining in the night sky, and a Milky Way is swaying.

The breeze blew, and the leaves rustled.

Falling leaves flutter in the wind.

In a lake in the palace, the autumn water was filled with a slight turbulence.

It was like boiling, a bubble appeared.

Under the night sky, rays of flowing light shine, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers above the lake.

The divine blossoms rise, condense into beams of light, rushing through the sky.

A burst of birds chirping and flapping their wings.

Boom!

The lake water exploded and water columns soared into the sky.

Widths of spiritual light flashed in it, and the swimming fish were swept out.

I saw the pond and lake water gradually disappearing, a dark passage emerged, and a figure flew up into the sky and landed steadily on the ground.

The passage was then closed, the lake was flooded, and the lake was restored to its original state.

Han Xin, come out of seclusion!

After practicing under the lake for several months, I finally reappeared in the world.

The movement here has already alarmed everyone in the mansion.

Ying Ziye looked at the lake and saw that it was the location of the lake, and he knew that it was Han Xin's move.

He rushed over immediately, and the rest of the people were also attracted by movement.

Ying Ziye looked at Han Xin.

Han Xin was wearing clean cloth clothes, untainted with dust, neat hair, long sword on his back, a gentle face, and a faint smile.

He is introverted and looks like an ordinary big brother next door.

But that calm temperament looks like an ordinary person.

But everyone can feel his extraordinaryness.

Hou Qing looked at him with interest, and Ying Gou sighed: "What a pity, I don't have my brother and my son-shuai."
Chapter completed!
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