e opened the door, her steps faltered for a moment because there was someone standing outside. 。With a head of silver hair and an unparalleled beauty, the girl gracefully bowed to Shen Yi. 。Shen Yi as...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. 。thought, Tang Wulin's originally suppressed aura suddenly began to surge with strength. His unyielding willpower was like rekindling his bloodline. 。The stagnant blood began to flow again, and even th...