feather sword qi disappeared rapidly after entering the mist like a mud ox entering the sea. 。Moreover, this strange mist seemed to spread around slowly yet quickly. All the powerful members of the Ho...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. 。ightly, "I still feel safe here. The Xingluo Empire is ultimately benevolent towards Tangmen and us..." 。Take care of yourself. Tomorrow, you'll be facing Enci. I believe he won't make things too diff...