vines, as if imbued with life, intertwined and formed a large net. In the face of the frost etched by Shuang Bing Yu's Frost Slash, they flared brightly before shattering one after another. 。Continu...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 。sts each transformed into a streak of light, drilling into Tang Wulin's brow and vanishing without a trace. 。For a period of time, Tang Wulin's natural seed would continue to nurture them, and at the...