Douluo's personal pendant

Salas just thought about it, but the master took out a token from his arms before he could speak. Salas glanced at the thing in his hand. At first glance, he didn't see any clues, but the more he looked at it, the more something went wrong. , Glanced again, and he almost didn't stare out.

"This...this is, you are..."

The master looked at Salas' panicked expression, and said calmly: "I, Yugang."

"Yugang, are you that...Master?"

"It's under."

Knowing the identity of Yugang, Salas's face changed again and again, and finally he pondered for a while before raising his head: "Since he is a disciple of the master, I don't think he will intentionally hurt him. So, today we He may not be taken away, but he will not be able to participate in the next events until we have investigated the complete results."

"How can this work, I..." Flander stepped up impatiently, still trying to reason with it, but was held down by the master.

"it is good."

The master indifferently agreed.

"Ok."

Salas nodded, looked at the master seriously, and Tang Fei, who was standing in the crowd behind him, turned around and brought a bunch of people from the Spirit Hall out of the Shrek Academy's lounge.

"Huh~, finally left, these bastards in the Spirit Hall know that they are bullying others."

Flander wiped the sweat from his forehead and kicked the wooden door fiercely. With a bang, the wooden door closed tightly.

"Sorry, everyone, I worried everyone."

Tang Fei took a deep breath and apologized to everyone.

"Don't fly like this, you didn't do anything wrong. Why do you want to apologize? These Wuhundian people are too hateful. Now they restrict you from participating in the competition. Our team's strength will drop a lot. They deliberately targeted us. It has nothing to do with you."

Tang San stepped forward and patted Tang Fei's shoulder.

"Yes, now Fei Ge can't participate in the competition, the next competition can only rely on us to continue to work hard."

Ma Hongjun also stepped forward.

"fly......."

There was a sound of comforting Tang Fei in the lounge of Shrek Academy, but Tang Fei’s own spiritual sense followed the departed Bishop Salas into a dark room in the corner of the corridor.

.......

In the corridor, after Salas dispersed the people behind him, confirmed that there was no one around, and walked quickly to the door of a room located in the corner. It is worth mentioning that the nameplate hanging on the door said Wuhun Hall. Three characters.

Salas stood in front of the door, and after taking a few deep breaths, he raised his hand and knocked on the door a few times, until a soft voice came from the room.

"Come in."

He pushed the door in, and then quickly closed it.

After Salas entered the door, he bowed his head respectfully, and looked at the black robe that was sitting on the sofa in the house from time to time with curious eyes. Apart from his graceful posture, there was no visible figure.

The black robe tilted his head slightly, as if looking at him, scared Salas quickly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head lower, only listening to the person in the black robe whispering: "How are things going."

Salas whispered: "Yes... I'm sorry, my lord, I couldn't take him away."

"Oh, why?"

The black-robed man asked in surprise.

Only after hearing Salas ponder slightly, he said: "That person is a master's disciple, and the master has the elder token of our Wuhun Hall, I...it's not good to take him away by force, so."

"Master? Which master can still have an elder token?"

The black-robed man asked suspiciously, but before glaring at Salas, she stood up and walked back and forth in the house for a few minutes before stopping to say to Salas: "In this case, you don't need to do this anymore. Go ahead, go ahead."

"Yes."

Salas replied in a low voice, then stepped back and opened the door before turning and walking out. The moment he turned and closed the door, the man in the black robes pulled the hood off his head, revealing that beautiful and charming face. Pecking her face more, she frowned slightly, bowed her head in thought.

.......

"Fei, do you really want to leave."

In the evening, under the towering and strong walls of Douhuang City, with his back facing the light of afterglow, Tang Fei looked at the friends and relatives who had come to see him off, and said with a smile: "Well, I am not coming back. Are you like this?"

Just after Bishop Salas took the people away, the master told Tang Fei to leave Douhuang City first, as planned by Tang Fei before, and Tang Fei pretended that there was no other way. , Can only agree with the master's proposal like Ruci.

"The people in the Spirit Hall are really hateful." Ma Hongjun's face flushed red, and he severely stepped a stone beside the road into several pieces.

"Fly, do you think about where you are going."

Tang San asked worriedly.

Tang Fei smiled and looked at Tang San and said, "Brother, I don't know where I'm going, so I'll just go around, maybe I will go to see your game later."

"Yeah." Tang San nodded, but the worry on his face was still thick and unable to dissipate. When he wanted to ask something, Wu standing beside him pulled his sleeves and looked in his eyes. Glanced aside.

Tang San followed her gaze and saw that Zhu Zhuqing was also full of dismay, but just bit his lip and had nothing to say, but he still didn't quite understand what dance meant, and looked at Wu with a puzzled look, seeing him with such a look. Wu naturally knew that her brother didn't understand what she meant, so she and her good sister Ning Rongrong took the others to bid farewell to Tang Fei, leaving Zhu Zhuqing alone.

"Zhuqing, I am leaving."

"Ok."

"Remember to miss me."

"Ok."

"Think about it every time."

"Ok."

"?, you don't seem to be very happy."

Tang Fei stepped forward and raised Zhu Zhuqing's chin frivolously, looking at her eyes.

Zhu Zhuqing stared at him, looked at his reflection in his eyes, and was silent for a long time before saying, "Can you not leave."

Tang Fei sighed helplessly: "There is no way, if you don't leave, the people in the Wuhun Palace don't know when they will come again, what should I do if they are taken away by me."

Zhu Zhuqing was reluctant to step forward and hug him, rush into his arms, and muffled his voice and said: "Then be more mindful."

"Ok."

The two hugged each other for a long time.

Tang Fei patted her shoulder and chuckled, "Okay, it's time to go back, it's not early, it's going to be late."