nce, no one can match Tang Wulin. Even Yuanen Yehui couldn't compare. 。Taking a deep breath, Tang Wulin no longer conserved his energy. A word battle armor covered his entire body, the golden mask slo...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. 。o his room. 。I will not beg Long Ye Yue for anything. 。It's been three months since then. 。He seemed to have completely accustomed himself to life here, eating simple meals and just sweeping the floor...