Hui's face turned cold again. 。"I can't reply to you now, I need to go back and discuss with everyone." 。Tang Wulin said to Yuan En Yehui 。"Well," 。"Yuan En Ye Hui immediately closed the door, clear...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。 reached the seventh ring, and with his Golden Dragon King bloodline level, his strength was definitely far superior to ordinary seventh-ring Soul Saints 。But I didn't expect that, in a head-on confr...