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Chapter 1579 Seventy-seven, sorry(2/2)

The little princess's talent is rare in the world. Even if some memories are sealed, she is still sharper than ordinary people.

This is why, given the same class, her progress rate is far faster than that of Yu Feier and others, and is no weaker than Zheng Yang and other direct disciples.

After arriving in the Qingyuan Empire, his cultivation level broke through the holy realm...the seal was released, and the power of the bloodline could no longer be concealed. Only then was he found...only then did many things happen.

"You... let's go!"

Not knowing what he was thinking, Luo Qiqi's eyes were hazy as she looked at the young man in front of him who made him feel attached to him. She bit her lip and waved her hand.

"Thank you!"

Bowing to the end, Zhang Xuan knew that the more he spoke, the greater the damage would be, so he took a deep breath, turned around and walked out.

"Where to go..."

Wow!

As soon as he took two steps, cold gleams of light appeared all around. Luo Xuanqing, the elders of the Luo family who had been injured before, pulled out their long swords and glared at them one after another.

"Zhang Xuan, if you dare to leave today, you will always be the enemy of the Luo family. No matter how difficult it is for the Zhang and Luo families to reconcile!"

The head of the Luo family couldn't help but drink loudly.

"Yes, Zhang Xuan, if you dare to leave here today, you are my enemy, Luo Xuanqing. I, Luo Xuanqing, swear that I will kill you even in my lifetime!"

Luo Xuanqing gritted his teeth.

After a pause, Zhang Xuan still walked forward.

"die!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Luo Xuanqing rolled his palms and patted Zhang Xuan again.

"stop!"
Chapter completed!
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