Early the next morning, Fang Ran walked out of his residence, looked at the smoke rising from all directions, and stretched his waist with satisfaction.

"Ah...... It's been a long time since I've slept like this......"

Even if he came back from the land of the dragon's death, he basically had to go to the top of the North Mountain every night to exhale spiritual power, and by the way, he would invigorate blood and eliminate blood stasis for the Dragon Palace.

This quiet little courtyard, he basically never lived in it.

However, after encountering the assassin last night, Fang Ran felt a little uneasy.

In the dark, there are still people who are calculating themselves, and this feeling is very bad, so I simply took a rare stole leisure, came back and slept well, and recuperated.

It turned out that he was right. Although this sleep is not enough

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