guidance communicator and dialed Xie Xie's number."Hey Maolin, why haven't you come back yet. The typhoon has already arrived, where are you now" Xie Xie's questions came out in a rapid-fire barrage...Frost landed on the silver-blue grass, and one by one, the silver-blue grass suddenly lit up, like sparks of light. Each blade of silver-blue grass instantly turned into a dazzling blue. 。in the future. 。Therefore, Tang Wulin is not in a hurry to meditate now. He slowly pushes his soul power and bloodline power while feeling the most subtle changes in every part of his body. 。The huma...