only we had known to do this from the beginning."Xiao Yan, your martial soul should have mutated just now. How do you feel"Xu Xiao Yan's expression was a little strange, "It did mutate. I really didn...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. 。sed in white, looking capable and efficient. Her hair was neatly combed, her pale cheeks a little thin, but her large eyes were bright and alert. 。When she smiles faintly, two dimples appear on her ch...