nto it and then turned into a parabola falling from afar. 。The red cloud only fluctuated slightly before returning to normal, with no significant changes during the process. 。There isn't strong activ...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. 。 not of a blacksmith, but more like a sculptor. He carefully chiseled away at the metal as if it were precious jade. 。Because of familiarity, it is easier to control. 。Tang Wulin's forging had reache...