Donor retracted his wings and glanced at him coldly before ignoring him.

Estelle also retracted his wings.

"I'm Dongshen Hanyu, the personal disciple of Prime Emperor Donor." Dongshen Hanyu extended his broad palm towards Donor and said with a smile, "It's fate that we met, so let's be friends."

As Donor stared at Dongshen Hanyu's hand, he felt his hair stand on end.

But he still held Dongshen Hanyu's hand.

Dongshen Hanyu stared at the pair of pure white wings on Donor's back as he said meaningfully, "I've long heard that the elves are natural flying combat experts.

I look forward to fighting you during the screening test." With that, Dongshen Hanyu led the disciples of the East God Palace towards the hotel's inner hall.

After they left, many people looked at Donor enviously.

Someone even said softly, "To be able to receive the attention of Dongshen Hanyu, this elf is probably quite extraordinary."

"Could it be that he has super powerful combat strength?"

Donor remained silent when he heard the discussion in the crowd and took out a golden silk handkerchief.

He used the handkerchief to wipe every finger.

His fingers were clearly clean, but the way he repeatedly wiped his fingers made it seem as if he was infected with a virus.

If he didn't wipe them clean, he would feel uneasy.

Seeing that Donor was still wiping, Sheng Xiao pressed Donor's right hand to stop him from torturing himself anymore and said to Donor, "What's the use of wiping your hands? If you're really capable, erase him from this world."

Hearing this, Donor relaxed.

He let go of the handkerchief in his hand and threw it into the trash can as he said in a disgusted tone, "He covets my wings."

As an elf, Donor had sharp perceptivity of human emotions.

The moment Dongshen Hanyu discovered that he was an elf and his gaze landed on his wings, Donor sensed Dongshen Hanyu's true motive.

Donor felt disgusted.

they heard this,

had left in and asked in confusion, "Why would he

shrugged and said, "I'm not a freak, so how can I know what a freak is thinking? Perhaps he wants my wings for collection, or maybe he just likes

I'll remember this

Donor wouldn't let

Donor's hand and said, "If he dares to hurt

Estelle and said, "I'm not that easy to

few more groups of participating disciples from the large sects arrived at

called Donor a bird person suddenly came to Donor's side and apologized to him solemnly, "I'm sorry, I wasn't mocking

Lang Continent? They are all half-monsters born from the union of flying

herself, "So I'm

to apologize to him, Donor understood that this was a misunderstanding, so he didn't

he still didn't have a

the elves, 'bird people' is

understand why I was offended and pulled out my

and said, "It

Donor's

wings were white and shiny, she couldn't help but ask,

his head firmly and rejected her

wings of the elves are like a

for spouses

was a little disappointed, but she could

moment, the maglev train

way for the disciples of the large sects in the

the others

sects board the maglev train, the blond woman suddenly said to Donor,

were noisy, but Donor still heard the

and looked at the blond woman with a frown as he

of the East God Palace cultivate a Divine Rank flying cultivation technique, but among the disciples of

have to find a pair of wings that are most suitable for them and refine them

find, the stronger the combat strength

this point, the woman looked at Donor with pity as

slightly and

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