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Chapter 1876 Pathfinder(2/2)

Lan He was also lying on the chair as always. The table next to him was a water cup, soaking in wolfberry water.

"Old man Lan, long time no see."

Feng Lin smiled and said hello.

"Oh shit! Are you at the seventh level?"

Lan He sat up from his chair in surprise.

"Hey! I didn't just come back and I came here to see you."

Feng Lin came to Lan He with a smile.

Xu Ruoying also smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Lan."

"Oh, as expected, you young people rule the world. The speed of your practice puts me to shame!"

Lan He couldn't help but smile.

"By the way, where is Lanrou?"

Feng Lin asked.

"I'll send her to a ruins. When she comes back next time, she should be able to reach a great level."

When Lan He talked about his granddaughter, his eyes also shone with light.

"Dacheng realm..."

Xu Ruoying was secretly shocked, the speed was indeed fast enough, no wonder she kept mocking herself.

"Honey, you go and talk to Zhou Ziying. Old Man Lan and I are going somewhere."

Feng Lin suddenly looked at Xu Ruoying.
Chapter completed!
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