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"Right, let's go back first." Yang Fan slapped his forehead as he thought to himself, that's right. He couldn't just stand there and grab Mu Jian Ling's hand as they walked home.

Two people pushed open the fence and entered a courtyard full of various herbs. They were Yang Fan and Mu Sword Spirit.

"Mom, I'm coming." Yang Fan shouted from the courtyard.

At this moment, Mu Jian Ling