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... > time flies.
Another month has passed.
This morning.
Li Xuan stood in front of the desk, holding a spirit pen to draw a magic symbol, trying to integrate his guardian sword intent into the magic symbol.
Under the blessing of his talent, Li Xuan drew magic symbols one by one, gradually filling the table and even falling to the ground.
Li Xuan felt a little bit in this writing, and gradually got the clue, and finally integrated the sword intent into ...
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