m a single Sacred Smith. 。Tang Wulin's soul forging possessed the injection of his Golden Dragon King bloodline. The quality was so high that once the soul forging was truly complete, it would be an a...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. 。Camp are all powerful figures at the Title Douluo level! "Teacher Yun Ming entrusted the task of reviving Shrek Academy to you guys, so you must do your best! 。"Xue Wu raised both hands and tightly g...