Zi Xin. She still had a deep impression of Tang Wulin. 。Tang Wulin was the most handsome boy she had ever seen among her peers. He had big eyes, particularly long and curled eyelashes, a straight nose...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. 。ng Wulin, she couldn't help but frown. As Tang Wulin's teammate, she also knew about the sibling relationship between Tang Wulin and Na'er. This girl, was she here to play around 。Still need to let ot...