The sky is quiet and silent, the air is filled with refreshing breath, the breeze blows, and the trees sway gently. The sun gradually set, and the afterglow sprinkled on the earth, drawing a beautiful pattern,
Suddenly, a figure pierced through the clouds, causing ripples in this beautiful pattern.
This figure is none other than Lin Xuan.
Finally left. Lin Xuan looked into the distance, narrowed his eyes,
The last sword is indeed very terrifying,
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