Chapter 1,185: Wasn't that a surprise?

strength. 。This feeling drove him to agonizing madness. 。 "Halt!" The Holy Spirit Douluo roared, a gigantic angel image appearing behind her. Her angel bore resemblance to Yue Zhengyu's but instead o...Tang Wulin smiled and said, "Don't tease me... , weren't you surprised"

Le Zhengyu was already quickly stepping forward at this time, examining Lan Muzi up close, for fear that he had the wrong person

"Are you really not dead Are you sure you're not a ghost" Lee Jeong-woo stammered. 。Lan Muzi couldn't help but laugh and cry, saying: "Do you really hope that I am a ghost I'm fine, don't worry." 。Then Tang Wulin couldn't take it anymore. He apologized to Lan Muzi and, taking Tang Wulin's hand, led him into the room. 。At this time, in the room, Long Ye Yue and Wu Chang Kong were discussing the list of the first batch to go to Devil Island. 。Seeing Tang Wulin enter, Wu Changkong stood up first, and then Long Yuyue also rose to her feet, bowing slightly to Tang Wulin at the same time: "Lord of the Palace" 。"Before Blue Silver Emperor called Tang Wulin "Master," Yue Zhengyu hadn't paid much attention. 。At this moment, seeing the two of them, Wuchangkong and Long Yueluo, with his own eyes, he was completely stunned. 。"Dragon Lao, Teacher Wu!" Yue Zhengyu was even worse than Tang Wulin when he first met Wu Changkong. Although he had a sense of what was going on when he first saw Lan Muzi, when he really saw Wu Changkong, his emotions were out of control. 。Although he didn't grow up alongside Tang Wulin, Xie Xie and the others, following Wuchangkong for many years. 。At this moment, to see Dance Teacher again, whom I thought was dead, he can no longer control his emotions. 。Tears welled up almost instantly, and he darted forward in a single stride, throwing his arms around the dance master. 。wept aloudIn fact, Hu Jie was somewhat mistaken. Tang Wulin wasn't trying to show off his abilities to him. It was that in recent times, his strength had improved so much that he himself felt unsure of his own...