Wulin's hand and instantly accelerated, triggering the sensation of soaring through the clouds once more. In just a few breaths' time, they arrived at the door of Feng Wuju's forging room from before....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 。hool now, no one can see us," Yuan Enzhatian said with a chuckle. 。"Speaking of which, did Elder Long just come looking for you" Chen Xinjie looked at him in surprise and said, "You, a peak Douluo, ho...