g Empire migrated here. 。At that time, the remnants of the Dou Ling Empire had reached their last stand. It was said that there were less than ten thousand people who managed to survive and reach this...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. 。ator from the dark compartment under the table and pressed a long string of numbers. 。"How is it possible to call at this time" A hoarse voice came from the other end. 。"You need to give me an explan...