a deep breath. 。Wu Changkong was fifty meters ahead of them, his white clothes billowing in the wind, still looking as calm and composed as ever. 。"Beginning 。"With Shen Yi's announcement, the practi...She was still a woman, looking like she was in her twenties. A light gauze veil covered her face, and she wore a white dress. 。Her delicate figure was partially concealed by the white sand, and a pale hand reached out, pointing at Ye Xinglan's nape. 。Stars reappeared, appearing with pinpoint accuracy behind their own head. 。A crisp "ding" sound 。 he felt as if hot blood was surging in his heart. He wished he could fight Long Yue instead of Le Zhengyu, who possessed the Mountain Dragon King's martial soul. The students' emotions were self-evi...