e Yilings on the ground, Lan Yincao retracted one by one. Tang Wulin took two steps back, "I apologize." 。Xie Yinyin was completely speechless. 。I haven't shown my full potential yet. I really want to...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. 。ation passed, the pain and swelling quickly disappeared. 。Tang Wulin finally gradually came to his senses. He was surprised to find that what he saw before him was a golden world, not an external one,...