The lord is looking at me

Chapter 542 Cohesion

Because there are fireballs all around, Meng Lin's attention is also more distracted. Just when he is trying to extinguish those fireballs, there is a sudden burst of gravity in his hand, which makes the magic sword in his hand go straight. It was directly ejected by a powerful soul force.

When the people who were rushing over saw the magic sword being bounced away, they immediately picked up the Horcruxes in their hands and moved towards the magic sword in a tacit understanding.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow!" As the Horcruxes of the crowd continued to activate, a huge barrier suddenly filled the flat ground, directly sealing the magic sword.

Wei Yue naturally knew that their target must be the magic sword, and at the same time they sealed the magic sword, he also quickly sealed the patriarch Meng in front of him.

"Father." Looking at the figure in front of him suddenly surrounded by a burst of blue light, Meng Ting ran up in a hurry, looking at him with worried eyes.

"Don't worry, just let him be quiet." Looking at the worried figure on the side, Wei Yue heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this time it went smoothly.

Look at the front again, because the magic sword is sealed with evil energy, so it is temporarily held by the man who does not have soul power.

"Father, I've suffered." Seeing the figure with empty eyes in the barrier at this time, the corners of Meng Ting's eyes began to moisten, feeling that he was very useless.

At that time, why didn't he stop his father from refining that magic sword?
Seeing his self-blaming appearance, Wei Yue sighed deeply. At this time, he himself was seriously injured, but at this time he has been caring about his father. Maybe this is the family affection for it?
"It's finally complete." Looking at the result at this time, An Huai expressed his satisfaction, and excitedly stepped forward to look at the little figure in front of him.

Sensing the gaze projected from one side, Wei Yue turned his head slightly and smiled at the other side. If he wanted to let everyone out, he had to deal with the magic sword first, which was inevitable.

"It seems that Patriarch Meng has been deeply influenced by that evil spirit. I'm afraid that in the future..." At this moment, An Huai also walked towards the front, showing a worried look.

"At least he's still alive." Looking at the other party's hesitant appearance, Wei Yue didn't appreciate it, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, I saw the flashing smile in the eyes of the city lord before.

Although the patriarch Meng is affected by evil spirits, his mind will definitely be affected in the future, and his soul power may also be lost. This all depends on how to treat it later. Even so, it is better than the previously imagined result. a lot.

"Well, at least he's still alive." Meng Ting naturally agreed with her statement. If it wasn't for her help, the city lord would have sealed the magic sword with his father.

At that time, the father will undoubtedly die.

Seeing that they seemed to be breathing in unison, An Huai was a little embarrassed, and couldn't help laughing a few times, "Now that the matter with the magic sword is settled, I will arrange for someone to go to the city to check on the demons."

According to what I said before, as long as you find the Mozu people, there is a way to undo this illusion, isn't it?

Wei Yue nodded, she naturally wished they would do this, "Please trouble the city lord."

Right now this person is still useful, after all, to find the Mozu people really need their power.

An Huai was a little flattered to see the dignified three-line soul masters being so polite. For some reason, he always felt that the person in front of him was very similar to the one who came to the City Lord's Mansion to make trouble before.

However, no matter whether the other party is or not, even if he is, he doesn't dare to argue with the other party at this time. On the contrary, he has to flatter him. I don't know if it is affected by this illusion technique, many memories in his mind have begun to blur up.

Soon, under An Huai's arrangement, the crowd divided into several groups and began to look for people in the city.

Seeing that the crowd had dispersed, Wei Yue looked at the figure in front, "Let uncle enter the room first."

No matter how you say it, it is still important to recuperate at this time.

Hearing what she said, Meng Ting nodded. Only then did he realize that he should take his father back first, because the magic sword suddenly came to the world, and the people in the Meng mansion before were more or less affected by the evil spirit of the magic sword. The impact has already been stunned.

"Let's go." Looking at the enchantment in front of him, Wei Yue moved his right hand lightly, and the enchantment began to move forward slowly with the person.

Because Meng Lin was unconscious at this time, he could only let the other party do it.

When fighting against the magic sword before, Wei Yue didn't have the energy to restrain himself, and almost put all his soul power into it. Fortunately, he used skillful energy at that time, otherwise he would be exhausted and panicked at this time.

Although the magic sword is conscious, it is not as good as human thoughts after all, so as long as it uses a little tricks, it can succeed.

"Mother, everyone inside seems to have fainted." The glutinous rice dumpling flying in the front slowly flew back at this time, looking at each other with some worry.

Hearing what it said, Wei Yue couldn't help being taken aback, and hurriedly walked inside, only then did she notice the people lying on the ground on one side.

It seems that they were affected by the magic sword, right?

"They will wake up after a while, it's okay." Meng Ting naturally knew what they were worried about, and his expression was very calm.

These people are just stunned.

"Tuanzi, let them sniff this, they will wake up soon." Wei Yue naturally knew why those people fainted, so he took out a small porcelain bottle from the tail ring and handed it over.

Looking at the exquisite little vase, the glutinous rice dumpling became interested in an instant, flew up, grabbed it with two small claws, and flew towards those people with wings flashing.

Looking at the behavior of the phantom beast, Meng Ting was a little surprised, especially when he saw that the small porcelain bottle began to wake up slowly after being smelled by the tribe, he couldn't help but start to sigh the doctor's ability.

No wonder people in the human world respect doctors so much.

"They will wake up soon. Uncle Meng's situation at this time also needs to rest, but you, if you don't get rid of the evil spirit on your shoulder, that arm will really be useless." Looking at the situation in front of him, Wei Yue began Analyze slowly.

Anyway, the Meng patriarch's matter has become settled, so it's better to consider the result of this possible change first.

Hearing what she said, Meng Ting suddenly realized that he was injured, and because of this thought, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

Because his attention was completely diverted before, and the other party's elixir, he completely forgot about the existence of the injury on his shoulder.

"Young master." Several house slaves who had woken up stepped forward one after another, looking at each other in surprise.

This is just fainted for a while, what happened?

(End of this chapter)