Chapter 1587: Just you? You think you can touch me?

I should report back to the sect. 。With ease, Tang Wulin arrived at the Tang Sect. He went straight to find Guo Xiaoqiu, the master of the Dou Soul Hall. 。“Well, we already know about you going to t...The more he talked, the more convinced he became. In fact, even Ancient East Wind didn't know that his grandson not only failed to succeed, but hadn't even touched Gu Yue Na's hand. 。At this time, Qian Gu Zhang Ting was talking on one hand, his hand already reaching for Na'er's small hand, and there was a hint of blush on his face. 。At that moment, a purple aura suddenly appeared in Nalle's eyes, like two purple whirlpools, spinning and 。The actions of the Thousand-Year Pavilion instantly froze in the distance, the entire person seeming as if they were under a spell. 。A fierce killing intent flared in Gu Yue Na's eyes, her right hand raised. 。Those delicate hands, once they fall, the towering edifice of a thousand years will immediately be reduced to pieces. 。"Just you You think you can touch me In this world, only he has the right to touch me." 。Gu Yue Na's cold voice seemed to come from hell. 。But the ancient stone pavilion, standing tall for millennia, remained utterly unresponsive. The entire person seemed like a sculpture. 。"He can't be killed yet." 。The East Wind through the ages has already begun to doubt me. 。He needs to be comforted. 。It's not time to turn our backs on each other yet. 。Na'er let go of her hand, and the expression on her face also eased a few points. She walked to the window and looked into the distance, gazing in the direction of Shrek Academy. 。Under the influence of the Soul Conduit disruptor, all she could see in the distance was a thick fog. 。He's right there, she could feel his presence. 。What should she do Gu Yue Na's mind was filled with complex thoughts. 。"When"—a crisp buzzing sound echoed, and another piece of soul-forged metal was complete. Wisdom was infused into it, and the metal thrummed with life. 。Tang Wulin nodded in satisfaction. 。For him, the success rate of soul forging is now infinitely close to one hundred percent, and the quality of soul forging is increasing day by day. 。Since coming back, he only did one thing: forging. 。 no clues. 。"He's still alive!" Gu Yue clenched her fists slowly, her skin gradually showing a layer of pale silver scales. 。"If he died, I would definitely be able to feel ">>> 。He won't die, he mus...