life when she met Dad at that time. But..." At this point, his face suddenly became pale, and his hand holding the chopsticks tightened noticeably."Your mother..." Tang Wulin asked hesitantly. Althou...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. 。nitely crafted by soul masters themselves, that's the reason. 。Many soul masters, even at the Sixth Ring level, are unable to possess a set of their own battle armor. This is not only due to strength...