The sunlight shines through the faint clouds and sprinkles on the bluestone floor of Qingyunmen Square, bringing a trace of warmth. The teenagers in the square had dispersed, leaving only Lin Fan and Purple Pearl. They were sitting in a corner of the square, surrounded by the traces left by their cultivation just now, and the air was still filled with the faint smell of sweat and the aftermath of sword qi.

"Why?" Lin Fan looked at Purple Pearl and asked with a serious expression. Although he was drenched in sweat, his eyes revealed a kind of firmness and persistence

"Starting from Douluo Lottery Goddess" Lin Fan in his previous life, the rise of the Tianmen Empire (fifty-nine) is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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