t that moment, he saw the golden vine that had wrapped around the flame lion king for a thousand years suddenly jump up a figure in the distance. The figure fell towards the direction of the Flame Dem...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. 。ollected, coldly shouting, "Come back!"With his low shout, the third golden halo around his body flashed brightly. 。That piece of golden silver trembled, and with a "clink," it fell back onto the anv...