eply 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, clearly still holding a grudge against them." 。...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. 。eem to be on different levels. 。But the moment they came into contact, a scene of extreme shock occurred. 。A strange sound pierced the air, and the blue-gold dragon froze in mid-air. After all, this...