himself,” 。 "Slayers, they always create miracles." 。Believe in yourselves. 。Tang Wulin unconsciously clenched his fist, and his eyes became focused. 。A meaningful expression appeared on Wuchang Kong...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 。k out his soul guidance communicator, which he hadn't used in over three years. He poured his soul power into the communicator to charge it up and then dialed that familiar number. 。The ringtone rang...