didn't want him to leave and didn't want to be apart from him. 。But he still had to leave, even though he was a little younger than Ouyang Zixin, he was almost eighteen years old. 。A difference in age...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. 。 his body upward slowly. 。The water pressure was decreasing, but Tang Wulin's movements were becoming slower and slower. He didn't know how far he was from the surface of the sea. 。His body could no...