ly couldn't hold back any longer. When had she ever suffered such treatment The hunger made her mood extremely sour. She stood up and looked up at Tang Wulin on the branch. 。"Bring me the food down."...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. 。oth of them were currently in closed-door cultivation. 。Otherwise, you could try calling it out. 。It's not a good feeling to have so much power with nowhere to use it. 。A flicker of purple flashed in...