Lu Fan's mobile phone was lost on the high seas and islands and was temporarily unable to contact the country.

He locked himself in the room and used Shennong's wish to heal his wounds. In his spare time, he looked through the books and records of the sect's sect's resident in the room.

The next day it will be dawn.

When the door was knocked, Lu Fan had already completed the fifth cycle of the cycle.

Although the harvest has been minimal, Lu Fan has developed a habit since practicing the "Martial Classic", and true energy penetrates the whole body and nourishes the meridians and blood.

But now his true qi has been completely disrupted in his body. He has not used much true qi, but it is better than nothing. After one night, his mental state has improved at least a lot.

When I opened the door, I was a girl wearing a cherry blossom cheongsam.

He knelt on the ground, holding a tray in his hand and raised it over his head: "This is Lord Yuqian who asked me to bring you breakfast. According to the breakfast habits of Chinese people, he has prepared dumplings and dumplings for you, hoping that it will suit your appetite."

Lu Fan was stunned. At first glance, according to the habits of Chinese people, he thought that the Japanese woman had prepared even buns, soy milk and fried dough sticks, but who knew...

He looked at the dumplings and glutinous rice balls and vinegar on the tray and muttered: "I know all about China's information yet. Who can eat this in the morning if you have nothing to do..."

However, thinking of the other party's kindness and having no meals for two days, Lu Fan still walked into the room with a tray and sat cross-legged on the tatami and started to eat.

Lu Fan didn't expect that in order to take care of his taste, a plate of dumplings and bowls of dumplings actually contained meat filling, vegetarian dishes, black sesame seeds, and fruits of various flavors.

And the ingredients are fresh and exquisite, and it tastes particularly refreshing.

After burping, Lu Fan stretched contentedly, then got up from the tatami, and when he opened the door and walked out, he found that the kimono girl was still kneeling in front of her, waiting for her respectfully.

She looked up at Lu Fan: "Mr. Lu, are you going to go out?"

"Well, I made an appointment with your master to meet."

Lu Fan nodded: "You know how to go."

"plz follow me."

Under the girl's service, Lu Fan put on his slippers, walked out.

Through the hall, the girl led Lu Fan to the gate of an ancient hall, bent down and retreated, reached out to make a gesture of invitation.

Lu Fan nodded and walked directly into the main entrance of the hall.

In the hall, the tiles and stone bricks are of a tight texture, and they are often processed and polished, with a smooth surface and exuding a sense of majesty and solemnity.

The Japanese woman changed into a black kimono and sat cross-legged on the tatami in the middle of the hall, sitting opposite a strange man wearing a bushidao robe.

"Mr. Lu Fan."

When the Japanese woman saw Lu Fan, she hurriedly stood up from the ground and quickly met her: "I thought you were going to sleep until noon, but I didn't expect you to get up so early."

The woman's expression and tone were completely opposite to when Lu Fan saw her yesterday.

With a strong Japanese woman's characteristics, she is passionate, proactive and full of smiles.

If it weren't for the feeling of depression everywhere in the Tang Shi Hall, Lu Fan would only think that he was visiting in a Japanese family now.

"Who is this?"

Lu Fan looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the tatami. The middle-aged man was unmoved by his appearance and had never looked at him. Moreover, he exuded a strong hostility on his body.

"This is Mr. Miyamoto."

The Japanese woman smiled and said, "Mr. Miyamoto is the first sword of my Jing Hachiru, and is also the current sect's sword envoy. I heard that Mr. Lu Fan is here to come and see his style."
Chapter completed!