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Chapter Two Thousand and Thirteenth January(2/2)

Wang Muyan smiled and said, "The burial damn man is even afraid. Didn't you always say that you are a sword genius who is rare in five hundred years?"

Lin Yun was unstimulated and said calmly: "You are also a rare fairy that has appeared in five hundred years."

Wang Muyan laughed crisply when she heard this and said, "Sister, please praise me. I won't talk nonsense to you. Just say, are you okay?"

She was joking with three points, two points provoking, and half resentful, which was really irresistible.

Lin Yun took a deep breath. This woman was so cruel.

When can a man say no?

At worst, if you lose, you will lift the ban for her. If you can plant a seal, you will have the chance to plant a second time.

What's more, Lin Yun didn't want to lose, he spoke: "How long will it take?"

A charming smile appeared on the corner of Wang Muyan's mouth. She was so beautiful that she was thrilling. She smiled and said, "January."

"Then it lasts for one month. It depends on who practices faster, don't regret it." Lin Yun said.
Chapter completed!
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