m a serious injury. 。There was no way out! As the man flew backward through the air, Ling Wuxie waved his hands, and beams of light shot out from the bracelets on his wrists. They transformed into pie...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. 。idden. We can't be found by them, or things will get worse."Tang Wulin first issued an order. 。If discovered by the Federal Fleet, it could very well cause them to become more sensitive and launch an...