dantian also expanded with it.In Tang Wulin's perception, everything around him seemed to turn blue, a strange blue. Every corner of his body was filled with the scent of Blue Silver Grass.A faint go...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. 。a shackle, the powerful strength transformed into a strong tremor. The bone dragon claw he had grabbed moved at least twice as slowly.Then he watched in horror as Tang Wulin's right hand shot out, gra...