xīng retreated to the edge of the competition stage, his body enveloped in silver light. 。but his face was also extraordinarily pale 。Who would have thought, Tang Wulin actually had such a trump car...She was still a woman, looking like she was in her twenties. A light gauze veil covered her face, and she wore a white dress. 。Her delicate figure was partially concealed by the white sand, and a pale hand reached out, pointing at Ye Xinglan's nape. 。Stars reappeared, appearing with pinpoint accuracy behind their own head. 。A crisp "ding" sound 。n's potential is unimaginable. 。But it's obvious that in pursuit of perfection, Makino wouldn't let him go. 。The depth of the ocean can no longer be increased. 。The new difficulty that Muye gave to...