The Birth of a Prodigy

After some thought, he decided to name it the Divine Prison Heaven Suppressing Technique!

After creating the technique and divine art, he was still lacking a saber art divine art. There wasn't enough time, so he could only wait until tomorrow night to continue. He got down from the bed and opened the door. Uncle Shi stopped at the door and smiled." This old servant was just about to call you!"

"Yes." Zhang Ronghua replied with a smile.

After washing up.

He changed into his official robes and looked at the night sky. After a day and night of heavy rain, it finally stopped. He arrived at the front courtyard and stopped beside the Tianji carriage. He took out the deed and handed it over. He instructed," Send it to my father later."

Stepping on the small stool, she got into the carriage and sat on the soft couch. She took her breakfast and started eating.

Uncle Shi glanced at it and kept it in his bosom. He then drove the carriage towards the Vermillion Bird Gate.