。This is not a small matter. 。How could you just recruit him into the Blood God Camp like that I don't care, give him back to me. 。I gave him a special position and let him follow me, guaranteeing his...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. 。t he did not back down. He took a half step forward with his left foot and launched a fist with all his might. 。Powerful strength and spiritual power gathered, rapidly rotating, the Yun Wu Divine Fist...