Everyone flew quickly. The target...hometown!

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Xiao Han's face.

The misty ** mountain range and the stern atmosphere of the ** sect.

** Hall, back garden.

The leader of the clan, Wu**, is pruning the flowers and plants.

Fang Ling and Dongfang Qin stood aside with their hands down.

"Sect Master...it's been more than a year. I don't know how Junior Brother Xiao Han and Senior Brother are doing now..." Dongfang Qin said worriedly.

"I don't know. The genius zone is turbulent, and it involves the battle of geniuses at the cosmic level. Although I am very optimistic about this kid Xiao Han, but...it's hard to say." Wu** paused and looked far away.

Here are the long white clouds on the horizon. "However, this sect always feels that Xiao Han and Mingchu have not fallen..."

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Chapter completed!