's eyes were frightening, they were full of warmth. 。He clasped his wife's hand beside him, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Actually, some days ago, I had a premonition that they would likely sile...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. 。trasonic waves blanketed the area, attempting to disrupt the electronic equipment on the Soul Conduit fighters. 。However, these Soul Guidance Mechs are currently the most advanced weapons in the Feder...