never depreciate in value; it was good to keep these spirit metals for future use. 。"Huh" Tang Wulin stared dumbfoundedly at Shen Yi before him, momentarily unable to react. 。Why Teacher Shen 。"Why...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. 。just Mu Chen; beside Mu Chen stood a familiar figure— Zhenhua 。When Zhenhua saw him, a smile couldn't help but appear on his face. 。Tang Wulin hurried over, respectfully saluting, "Teacher, Master Un...