's a chance to draw a hundred-year soul spirit, but there's also a possibility of drawing a defective product."Tang Zi-ran was stunned, "Defective product What defective product"The Spirit Master said...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. 。d before him, his opponent was no longer Tang Wulin, but another young girl. 。The amplification from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda on his body was still active. With a roar, a pair of wolf cl...