Jiang Zhao went downstairs and said hello to his mother before walking out of the room: "Xiao Luozi, you..."

Before Jiang Zhao could say anything, Luo Changfeng knelt down and hugged Jiang Zhao's thigh.

"Brother Jiang~ Master Jiang, just come with me!" Luo Changfeng cried bitterly, as if he had been greatly wronged. "I will do whatever you ask me to do from now on, and I will never say no."

"As for that?" Jiang Zhao pulled Luo Changfeng up with a black streak on his head, "After all, he is your biological father, what can he do to you?"

"No, you don't understand the horror of my Luo family's laws."

There was intense fear in Luo Changfeng's eyes.

"Okay," Jiang Zhao nodded thoughtfully, "Looking at your sincerity, I will accompany you."

"Okay, Brother Jiang, you are my biological brother!" Luo Changfeng wiped away his tears excitedly and invited Jiang Zhao to sit down, "Come and fuck my bloodthirsty bat."

"Need not."

Jiang Zhao glanced at the bloodthirsty bat with disgust, and immediately summoned the Yuheng Sword.

The Jade Heng Sword emerged in the cold light, and its murderous aura overflowed, making the bloodthirsty bat tremble in fear.

While Luo Changfeng secretly scolded the bloodthirsty bat for not living up to expectations, he stared at the Yuheng Sword, "Isn't this the flying sword equipment card of the Sword Origin series? Where did you get it?"

"Tch~!" Jiang Zhao smiled contemptuously, stepped into the air handsomely with his sword, "Lead the way."

Does Tang Xianzhen’s weapon, which can only be used as a means of transportation, deserve to be called a flying sword?

A moment later, the sky was over Fanxing City.

Luo Changfeng followed behind on a bloodthirsty bat to eat exhaust fumes, unable to keep up with the speed of the Yuheng Sword.

"Is there really such a person who is born to be a card maker?"

Of course Luo Changfeng could guess that the flying sword was the work of Jiang Zhao, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart.

No wonder his father was so anxious to get him to go home and "have a sit".

"By the way, what does your dad want from me?"

Jiang Zhao slowed down slightly and kept pace with the bloodthirsty bat.

"I said I wanted to talk to you, but I don't know exactly what I want to talk about." Luo Changfeng scratched his head awkwardly, "It seems to have something to do with the Netherworld."

"The Netherworld?"

Jiang Zhao frowned, secretly doubting in his heart.

What does the matter in the Netherworld have to do with him?

He is not a believer in the Netherworld.
Chapter completed!