enting it from falling. 。At this time, the Human-Faced Demon Spider had already crept close. 。Xie Xie climbed rapidly upward along the stone pillar. Zhang Yangzi waved his hands, the first soul ring...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. 。sensation of pain. 。"Poison" Ye Xinglan gritted his teeth, enduring the agonizing pain, but his face contorted in shock. 。"With your level of vigilance, you call yourselves the Seven Fiends of Slithe...