y consumed Qi Rong Tongtian Juju as an aid, Tang Wulin's heart still held some worry. After all, this was likely to be the power of bloodline elevated to another level.Similarly, he was also looking f...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. 。the other, descended from the sky and landed on the ground. 。He placed the pale and blood-streaked Doulou by his side, nodding at him before taking a few steps back. 。The whole audience was shocked....