Tang Lang no longer used powerful moves, but instead used martial arts and spells in a mixture, one would see the opportunity to release a piece of quicksand at the feet of his brother Hong Leyong, and the other would slash out several swords at his younger brother Hong Lesong, the two brothers were all in a hurry, and they had no chance to cooperate with each other.

In the end, he seized the opportunity and struck a frightening spell for each person, and then at the same time was caught in the flying flower spell and rushed into the air, falling heavily to the ground, unconscious.

The last line of defense in front of the small building was broken, and the beautiful woman who was thinking about it was in front of him, Tang Lang was a little hesitant, and he was stunned for a while, the scene of countless previous visions and Zhao Feiyu's encounters was completely different from what he was looking for, and the scene of that night was still vivid, and the letter left behind when they were separated appeared in front of him again:

"Tang Lang, I will hand over myself to you completely, although it is only one night, but I have no regrets in this life. From now on, you and I will no longer have to worry about it, and my feelings will become untouchable for me, and I will only continue to pursue cultivation, strengthening, and revenge for the rest of my life. Tang Lang, I love you, but I have to leave you, forget me!"

He shook his head vigorously, trying to put aside all his worries, while laughing at himself: "When did I become so indecisive!" But when he walked to the front of the small building and there were about ten feet left, a transparent light mask blocked him out again.

"Haha! ahem...... Even if you defeat our brother, you won't be able to enter, this is the Ziwei Seven Star Array, the most famous high-level formation in our academy, even if the Curse Sect comes, it won't be able to break through for a while, see what else you can do!" Hong Leyong woke up slowly, and when he saw Tang Lang being stopped by the formation, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Really?" Tang Lang waved a sword in his hand, and sure enough, it was absorbed by the formation like a stone sinking into the sea.

"Sure enough, it's a bit of a doorway, no wonder there was such a big movement outside just now, and the Filipino and Zilan in the small building didn't know anything about it!"

Tang Lang thought about it for a while, put his entire chest on top of the light mask, and let the system start at full strength, while absorbing the energy of the large array, while trying to analyze the operating principle of the formation. Looking from afar, Tang Lang slowly sank into the formation, and after a few breaths, he appeared on the other side of the light mask, and the formation continued to run.

Tang Lang's heart was full of thoughts of seeing Zhao Feiyu quickly, and he jumped to the door of the small building in three or two steps, and was about to knock on the door, when Shen Zilan's soft voice sounded: "Who is standing at the door?"

Tang Lang's voice suddenly became extremely dry: "Zilan, Filipino, yes...... It's me!"

"Bang Dang!" Something fell to the ground in the house, there was a chaotic footstep, the door was opened, and Shen Zilan appeared at the door with a surprised face.

"Tang Lang, you're back!"

"Zilan, thank you for your hard work! Filipino her, how is it now?" Tang Lang didn't see Zhao Feiyu's figure, and he was always uneasy in his heart.

Shen Zilan's face was slightly stunned, and then she said indifferently: "It's no big deal, I just took the medicine and fell asleep!"

Tang Lang settled down a little: "That's good! You take care of her alone, are you tired?

"It's okay! Although these people hate it, they are quite respectful to the Filipino language, and every day Director Xun comes to treat the Filipino language's injuries......

Tang Lang didn't wait for her to finish, he held the other party's hands tightly, gently took them into his arms, and whispered in his ear: "Thank you, Zilan!"

Shen Zi

Lan leaned her head on Tang Lang's arms, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth: "I am very satisfied to be able to help you do something!"

"Zilan, you...... Who are you talking to?Is Director Xun here, I didn't sleep, please let him come up!" Zhao Feiyu's voice sounded, and his tone was weak.

Shen Zilan hugged Tang Lang hard and pushed him away, and said generously: "You have already come, hurry up and take a look, Filipino will definitely be happy, feel better, and the wound will heal faster." I've got something downstairs, you can go up by yourself!"

Tang Lang nodded to her, took a light step, and slowly ascended the stairs, the second floor was smaller, there was only one room, and heavy curtains were hung on the windows on all sides, only a few rays of sunlight shone into the room from the gaps, and a strong smell of medicine came to the nostrils.

"Director Xun, I already feel much better, can you not continue to use the medicine, the prescription you prescribed is too bitter, it is difficult to swallow the medicine today!" Zhao Feiyu sat at the head of the bed, his face was pale, without a trace of blood, and he just looked back, and Tang Lang suddenly looked at each other.

"Tang Lang, it's you!" Zhao Feiyu was surprised and delighted, and the big tears immediately burst out, and she wanted to struggle to get up from the bed, but Tang Lang rushed over and held it down tightly.

"Stupid, lie down obediently, your injuries are not healed, don't move!" Tang Lang gently put Zhao Feiyu back on the pillow with his hand, and slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Zhao Feiyu closed his eyes, put his face in Tang Lang's palm, and said dreamily: "Tang Lang, am I not stupid! Going to the Tianlan Empire for help has no effect, and after coming back, I hurt myself and make you worry, it's really useless! Is there anything that delays you?"

Tang Lang looked at her distressedly, gently lifted the quilt, and saw Zhao Feiyu wrapped in a thick layer of white veil on his chest, he could imagine the danger when he was assassinated at that time, and took a deep breath: "Feiyu, don't force yourself too much, I will help you no matter what! Don't think about anything, I'll help you recover from your injuries first." ”

Tang Lang let Zhao Feiyu lie flat on the bed, the three green spirit vortexes in his mind rotated rapidly, and a large amount of spiritual power was extracted, condensing a green ball of light in front of him, as he continued to inject more spiritual power, the ball of light became tighter, and the brilliance became more dazzling.

Glancing at Zhao Feiyu's pale cheeks, Tang Lang forced out two drops of crystal clear essence blood from his heart one after another and integrated them into the ball of light, and finally formed a drop of verdant nectar floating in front of Zhao Feiyu.

Tang Lang gently pushed forward with his fingers, and the nectar slowly flew into Zhao Feiyu's lips, and a layer of vibrant green faintly revealed under the pale skin, which continued to spread to the whole body, and finally all concentrated on the wound on the chest.

Tang Lang still felt that the injury was not recovered quickly enough, and a drop of essence blood floated out again into Zhao Feiyu's body, and the huge vitality and spiritual power made her slowly float up from the bed, her body continued to exude brilliance from the inside out, her long hair was also fluttering automatically, and the whole person looked extremely holy, like a goddess......

After the tea, the brilliance slowly dissipated, and Zhao Feiyu slowly fell back to the bed, her breathing became smooth and smooth, and she had fallen asleep peacefully.

Ever since he knew that Zhao Feiyu had been injured in the assassination, Tang Lang's heart had been hanging, and only then did he relax and immediately feel extremely tired, kissed her lightly on the forehead, sat on the chair next to the bed and looked at each other carefully, and his eyelids slowly closed unconsciously.

Shen Zilan heard

Upstairs became silent, and I couldn't help but come up to check, and seeing that the two of them were sleeping separately, I found a thin blanket for Tang Lang to cover, so that the two of them could continue to rest.

Who knew that just half an hour had passed, the door of the small building was rudely knocked open, and a loud noise was made, and a young man in a purple robe appeared in front of the door, with a tall figure and a cold gaze, and as soon as they met, he opened his mouth and asked, "Senior Sister Zilan, where is Tang Lang?"

As soon as Shen Zilan wanted to answer, she heard a lazy voice: "Zilan, don't pay attention to it, leave it to me to deal with! Who is this, I don't even know how to knock on the door, and I don't know how to be polite!"

The purple-robed young man raised his eyes upward, looked directly at Tang Lang for a moment, and asked word by word: "You are Tang Lang, you injured many of my subordinates and broke into the dormitory where Her Royal Highness the princess was resting with bad intentions, since you have been met by me, you are ready to bow your head and confess your guilt, so as not to suffer!"

"Who are you? I didn't even dare to say my name after asking for a long time, and I dragged it like some big person, which was really funny!" Tang Lang didn't leave any emotion, walked down the stairs step by step, and stood opposite the young man, with the same blazing eyes.

"If you want to know my name, let me first try if you are qualified! There is a kind of battle!" The purple-robed young man turned around and walked out of the small building, followed by Tang Lang.

The formation light shield that shrouded the outside of the small building just now has disappeared, and twenty or thirty Ziwei students have already surrounded the small building, it seems that Jiang Dali has left ahead of schedule just now, otherwise he will be trapped here, and it will inevitably be another fierce battle.

The purple-robed young man beckoned everyone to disperse, expanding an open space for the two to fight, and then with a stroke of the jade bracelet on his wrist, a fluorescent and flashing staff appeared in his hand, and then several more jeweled rings were worn on his fingers one after another.

Tang Lang couldn't help but smile dumbly: "Do you want to fight or show jewelry, so many rings are the same as girls!"

The purple-robed young man was not angry, but his expression was even more disdainful: "I have never seen the earthly buns, the battle of the spell master, in addition to the amount of spiritual power and the level of spells, is to fight for magic equipment, and each more piece has an extra chance of winning." ”

Tang Lang didn't agree with this point of view at all: "I don't believe it, I'll know if I compare it!" Without waiting for any reaction from the other party, his legs exerted his strength and punched out.

The purple-robed young man didn't have time to use his staff, but tapped on one of the rings, and a layer of glass-colored aura surrounded it, and Tang Lang's fist wind slammed on it without a trace of fluctuation.

"The warrior thinks that as long as he can get close, he can easily subdue the curser, and this trick may be useful against mediocre people. But today, I will let you see the true ability of the spell master!" The purple-robed young man waved countless afterimages with his hands, the rings on his fingers flashed one after another, and countless spells appeared between the two like a storm, almost submerging Tang Lang's figure......

"Thunder Dragon Palm!" In the middle of the fireworks, after a calm voice, a pure white wind dragon engulfed all the spells around Tang Lang, looking at the opponent condescendingly.

"It's really a bit of a skill! Ordinary spells are just appetizers, and the next thing is a big meal!" The purple-robed young man's expression became more serious, and a spiritual power poured into the staff, allowing it to hang in front of him, his hands were folded, and all the rings on his fingers became shining, and he shouted: "Vortex Demon Blade!"