What kind of bad intentions could the little turtle have?

The wind and snow were blowing, and the clouds were hoarse.

A huge shadow covered Tianlu peak and half of shenluo city. However, there was surprisingly no disturbance in shenluo city.

Almost everyone stood quietly on the spot with their eyes half-closed, as if they were seeing a woman in white dancing a beautiful dance in front of them.

Even those who weren't present at the Huadu Festival were the same.

The vast illusionary dream came from the flowers, the snow, and the fluttering feather clothes, and spread to every corner along with the wind.

Below the stage, Wang longqi had an infatuated smile on his face. old du, I've met true love this time.

Du Lanke was a unity God Realm cultivator, so he wasn't as weak as Wang longqi in the illusion. He was able to stay clear-headed to a certain extent.

"Seventh young master, wake up, Zhenzhen," he reminded him calmly.

"It's impossible for this kind of woman to take a fancy to us."

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