The Origin Of Purity

The final match result.

Not as everyone imagined.

Kuta didn't stand, Lin Fan stood at the end.

At this moment, Kuta's clothes were shattered, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

His breath was also extremely weak.

On the other hand, Lin Fan.

Lin Fan was just a little pale.

His clothes were all intact.

"How could this be?"

"Brother Kuta, how could you lose to that, rubbish...that kind of guy?"

Qu Yu said with an unacceptable face, and even wanted to call Lin Fan a rubbish.

It's just that Lin Fan won against Kuta, but Qu Yu couldn't say it.

The old woman's face was also ugly at the moment.

Kuta's shot, a big reason, is her connivance.

She also wanted to avenge her granddaughter.

But she didn't expect it at all.

Kuta will lose.

The old woman didn't think about it, and Qu Fenglei, Lao Heilong, and the masters of the aristocratic family in the banquet hall also didn't think about it.

Level 32 Soul Venerable, against level 48 Soul Sect.

No one believed that Lin Fan would win.

No one even believed that Lin Fan would have the slightest chance.

But the final result was full of shock.

"Cough, old black dragon."

"That, rare metal, thank you."

Just when the banquet hall was unusually silent.

Ye Jiuji said with a smile on his face.

Ye Jiuji was happy to make a lot of money at will.

"Ye Jiuji, you old man."

"Deliberately yin old man." The

old Heilong looked gloomy, and threw a storage ring directly to Ye Jiuji.

"Yin you, you old Heilong is so arrogant, how can you do it."

"In the beginning, you swayed me a lot of times."

Ye Jiuji said happily.

"Old man Ye, your academy is really lucky."

"I found another monster." The

old Heilong said with envy in his eyes.

"It's normal."

"Compared with your Qing family, it's still not comparable."

Ye Jiuji said lightly.

"The source."

"Go get to know that little brother Lin Fan."

Old Heilong said to the young man beside him.

Ye Jiuji saw it in his eyes and knew that this was the usual method of the Qing family.

Bring together people who are valuable to them to clear their family.

"It's grandpa."

The young man with a jade-like face nodded and walked directly towards Lin Fan.

"Little brother Lin Fan."

"At the source of Qing Qing."

Qing Zhiyuan walked towards Lin Fan and extended his hand politely to Lin Fan.

"Hello."

"Mr. Qing Zhiyuan."

Lin Fan replied lightly when he saw the so-called 'Prince'.

The first image, the 'Prince', couldn't hide the superior attitude on his face.

"Little brother Lin Fan is so talented, he must be from a famous family."

"I don't know if it's the Lin family in Yancheng, the Lin family in Guangzhou, or the Lin family in Longxi?

" Friends."

Qing Zhiyuan opened his mouth, just like that of the aristocratic family.

It seems that Lin Fan is not a noble family, and it is impossible to have such innate strength.

"I am a commoner, not from any noble family."

Lin Fan said casually.

It was the first time that Lin Fan knew that the family surnamed Lin had so many aristocratic families.

Hearing Lin Fan say that he is a commoner, Qing Zhiyuan's eyes flashed with imperceptible disdain.

He places great importance on identity.

If it weren't for the birth of an aristocratic family, even a soul master with strong talent and strength like Lin Fan would not be so impressed.

"Since little brother Lin Fan was born as a commoner, he should be very clear that leaning against a big tree will allow you to enjoy the shade."

"A big family can pave the way for your future."

Qing Zhiyuan smiled at Lin Fan again. road.

"Mr. Qing Zhiyuan, I don't understand what you said."

Lin Fan deliberately pretended to be stupid.