Chapter Twenty-Eight: Robbing People?

Immediately after, Zhengyang and Qingshu also rushed to the Xuan Pavilion, followed by all the disciples of the Curse Pavilion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Second Sword Pavilion victory!"

After speaking, Zhong Lao walked off the competition platform and walked towards the door master.

A brutal chase finally came to an end, without admitting defeat and not flinching. No one in the audience thought that the curse pavilion, which was humiliated by everyone in the past, still had this pride, and they couldn't help but be a little stunned for a while.

His eyes wandered, and the door master looked at Zhong Lao: "They are not seriously injured, right?"

"It should be fine, it's all skin trauma. Zhong Lao paused for a moment, and said with a serious smile: "I think now that the Curse Pavilion may really not have to go." ”

The doorkeeper nodded and smiled.

As if remembering something, Zhong Lao looked left and right, and whispered: "Why didn't you see Mei Lao, he shouldn't miss this duel......"

Patting the armrest of the seat, the door owner frowned, and said hurriedly: "Oh no! ”

"You mean...... Won't it......"

Without waiting for Zhong Lao to finish speaking, the door master nodded.

Zhong Lao hurriedly turned around and walked towards the Xuan Pavilion.

The door master and Zhong Lao were right, how could Mei Lao miss such a wonderful matchup! In fact, he had been standing near the competition platform, but there were too many people and did not attract everyone's attention.

In the two duels before and after, Mei Lao is still unsatisfied. Especially for Lei Yu, Mei Lao is even more in love with talents. This is a rare spell master, a good seedling!

Plus the performance of other Mantra Pavilion disciples, whether it is based on people's hearts, traits, spirits, or talents. Mei Laodu felt that these people were rare talents.

Instead of suffering humiliation here, it is better to let them enter the Hall of Charms and give them a different life!

After making up his mind, Mei Lao followed the thunder puzzle everyone with a smile, and quietly walked towards the Xuan Pavilion.

The hall on the first floor of the Xuan Pavilion.

Lei Yu carried Tong Dali to the medical hall.

Several Xuange disciples who had been on call in the medical hall in advance hurriedly stepped forward to take over Tong Dali and began their busy treatment.

Ling'er quietly took Lei Yu's hand.

"Confuse my brother, he'll be fine. ”

Lei Yu lowered his head, his cold face eased, and he whispered to Ling'er: "Why did Ling'er come with you, aren't you afraid of blood?"

Ling'er gave Lei Meng a big smile back, and her innocent voice said: "If my brother is here, I'm not afraid!"

Lei Yu grabbed Ling'er's hair and smiled.

Ye Zhen and the others who came later also ran into the medical hall at this time.

"What about people, hurry, hurry!" Yuan Yeol shouted anxiously as he walked into the hall as soon as he walked into the hall with blood on his back and face.

It turned out that Won Yeol was carrying a good eagle on his back.

With several swords in his body, Liangying was already covered in blood and unconscious.

There are also several other disciples carried by Ye Zhen and the others, all of whom are bloody.

Seeing this, Lei Chao's face was smiling, and he instantly fell into an ice cellar. His face sank, and the cold aura reappeared, and he couldn't help but clench his wrists.

Just when he felt a foreign object in his hand, Lei Yu realized that Ling'er's hand was still pulling him.

He looked down at Ling'er fiercely, and a sense of apology hit his heart, and Lei Yu quickly let go of the hand that was about to be clenched into a fist.

Ling'er raised her other hand and patted Lei Qi's hand, and said seriously: "It doesn't hurt, don't worry about Brother Qi." They're going to be fine, too......"

When he looked at Ling'er, the anger in Lei Yu's heart was strangely calmed down, and it was replaced by a touch of silence and firmness.

"How did Ling'er know that they would be fine?" asked Lei Yu.

Ling'er suddenly smiled: "I just know!"

......

Some people poured in from the direction of the gate of the Xuange, and it was some people from Qingshu Zhengyang.

Zhengyang went directly to Lei Chao.

"How's everyone doing?"

Lei Yu replied coldly: "Tong Dali and Liangying are more seriously injured, and the others should all have skin injuries." ”

"Then I'll go see them first, you can also prepare, and there is the last one. ”

After speaking, Zhengyang patted Lei Yu's shoulder, turned around and walked in the direction of Tong Dali.

Lei Yu nodded, without words, but his heart sank. What should be faced will eventually be faced!

Behind everyone, an old man with white hair and a strange face walked into the Xuan Pavilion.

Looking around, I slowly walked towards Lei Confusion.

Qingshu happened to see it and hurriedly walked over.

"Mei Lao, why are you here?" said politely.

Mei Lao raised his eyebrows, ignored Qingshu, and walked in front of Lei Yu.

It wasn't loud, but it made everyone in the medical hall hear what he said.

"Why don't you go to the Charm Hall? It seems that Tianxuanmen is not very good to you, do you like to be abused?"

Be quiet!

There were still some noisy voices, but when they heard Mei Lao's words, they all looked here.

Lei Yu's eyes flickered, and he said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you." ”

Only when facing strangers, Lei Yu will be cold, and the people of the Curse Pavilion know this very well.

But in front of him, facing Mei Lao, he is a god-level figure in the spell world!

Lei Yu still spoke in this tone, which made Qingshu, who was standing on the side, suddenly break out in a cold sweat.

I saw Mei Lao smiling, and his face looked even more weird.

"Good boy, dare you talk to me like that. ”

After speaking, Mei Lao raised his right hand, and a small yellow rune paper instantly pasted on Lei Yu's forehead!

And Lei Chao also froze in place, unable to speak, unable to move!

"Mei Lao!" Qing Shu shouted as he went to stop it, but unfortunately, he didn't move as fast as Mei Lao.

Ignoring Qingshu, Mei Lao stepped on the wind and quickly shuttled through the medical hall.

No one can even see a shadow!

Qingshu starts, with a lightsaber in hand, but he doesn't know where to shoot.

I could only say hurriedly: "Old Mei, what do you mean by this?"

Standing still, Mei Lao changed his hands with both hands.

Chirping!

A sound similar to the knock of a door.

A dark door to space opened from behind Mei Lao.

As soon as the hand style changed, the foreheads of all the disciples of the Mantra Pavilion lit up, and they all involuntarily walked towards the door of space.

"Mei Lao, you can't take them away!"

Zhengyang started directly, and the flying sword stabbed at Mei Lao mercilessly.

"Hmph, don't be embarrassed. ”

Just listening to Mei Lao's hum, the flying sword reversed and flew back to the direction of Zhengyang.

Lei Yu also walked towards the door of space unconsciously, which startled Ling'er.

"Confused brother...... Confused brother...... Wake up......"

Qingshu didn't stop either, and with a finger of the flying sword, he attacked Mei Lao.

The controller of the space gate is Mei Lao, and defeating Mei Lao can intercept the unconscious movement of the thunder puzzle everyone.

Qingshu and Zhengyang know this very well, so they must defeat Mei Lao now!

However, have they beaten Mei Lao, the master of spells on the famous side?

The answer is absolutely no, no doubt.

At this time, Zhong Lao also walked into the Xuange Hall.