Lin Mengjia also looked over.

I don’t know when Zixuan has returned.

At this moment, she was sitting on the sofa, talking to Shangguan and Ji Ning with great enthusiasm. The two of them no longer watched the game, but sat on the sofa near her, looking very interested.

Xue Rui, who was sitting next to Zixuan, showed an excited expression on his face, and he also said a few words from time to time.

It can be seen that the content of their conversation now is much more interesting than the competition below. Even ordinary people like Shangguan and Ji Ning who are not gossipy at all listened so seriously, with light flashing in their eyes. While listening, they nodded slightly.

Lin Mengjia looked at it and was puzzled, and said to Tang Feng: "Look at them, they seem to be talking about something interesting.

Tang Feng didn't read it, but knew what they were talking about, and said, "Zi Xuan got such a big advantage, so she naturally wanted to show off her. She was helping them with the Yin God, and how she showed her magical powers and captured that soul."

Lin Mengjia already knew about this situation, but she was no longer curious. She looked at the old man again and said, "Can the monk hear them talking?

He-what is he doing!”

Lin Mengjia's voice suddenly rose.

She saw the old man opposite, and at this moment, the beads that were originally wrapped in his hand were already rising into the air and floating above his palm. In it, a light green gas was emitted, slowly spreading.

The old man's lips were also shaking rapidly, with a very fast frequency, and he couldn't hear what he was saying, but based on Lin Mengjia's experience, he could guess that he must be reciting some spell.

Lin Mengjia told her directly that what the old man did must be quite terrifying and targeted Zixuan.

Thinking of Zixuan, Lin Mengjia looked at her again.

Zixuan seemed to have not noticed this situation at all, and was still talking and laughing with others, dancing and looking very excited.

Lin Mengjia really wanted to shout at her and remind her to pay attention, but at this moment, she also knew that it was useless for her to do this.

"The Red Green Curse, no wonder it's so arrogant."

Without Lin Mengjia's reminder, Tang Feng's mouth was already showing a sneer. Then, a golden light lingered in his fingertips, and shot towards the old man like lightning.

This golden aura is not very bright and the light is very soft, but the speed is very fast. Although it is not physical, it looks like a sharp blade.

The old man was concentrating on his mind and chanting the mantra, allowing the green gas in his palm to spread faster and faster, forming a snake-shaped shape in the air. Seeing that it was winding, he was about to wander towards Zixuan and his box.

At this moment, the golden aura had arrived, and with a sharp momentum, it hit the string of beads above the old man's palm.

At the moment of contact, the beads seemed to be hit by a bullet, and the line that strung the beads together broke, and the beads splashed everywhere. Not only were the beads scattered, but even the beads themselves were also split into pieces, and tiny fragments splashed out towards the surroundings.

As the beads shattered, the long blue snake that had already formed in the sky disappeared in an instant.

With this moment, the old man who had just half-squinted his eyes and recited the mantra was as if he was grabbed by an invisible big hand and threw it out. His whole body flew into the air behind, hitting heavily on the wall next to the elevator, and then fell down again.

During this process, his body also collided with the table and chair, and he fell to the ground. Fortunately, the middle-aged man was standing at the position, not on the track where he flew out, otherwise he would have been knocked down.

The noise was quite loud, and fortunately everyone was paying attention to the situation of the battle, and the shouts were still quite loud, so it was covered up. In addition, the position of the private room was relatively high, so the people below could not see it, and the people above were also looking down. For a moment, few people noticed this sudden change.

That is, Lin Mengjia, who watched it from the beginning, only to see all this.

Although the force of being hit on the wall and falling down again was not light, it was nothing for a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

With the physical toughness of this level of monks and ordinary physical attacks, they could no longer do anything to them. They hit such a wall head-on, and they would probably knock down the entire wall. But at this moment, the wall was safe and sound, and the old man was lying on the ground and stood up immediately.

The two people following him were quick-witted. When they saw the old man flying out and falling back, they didn't care about the shock. They hurried forward together and helped the old man up. They asked repeatedly with nervousness and concern.

Everything happened in the flash of lightning. Lin Mengjia was stunned when she saw this.

It was not until the two middle-aged men helped the old man to the sofa that she came to her senses, turned to Tang Feng's direction, and said blankly: "What's going on?"

She knew that Tang Feng’s reaction just now must have a reason.

Even if he has the ability to turn the world around, he will not easily hurt people, especially at this time, he made a ban, deliberately hid his whereabouts, and even held a little bit of the thought of watching Zixuan lively. Even if there was something, he would definitely let Zixuan go first. She couldn't handle it, so he would do it again.

It must be because of what this person did that touched Tang Feng's bottom line that made him faintly feel angry and directly dealt with him.

Tang Feng was still looking at the people opposite him coldly, with a faint sarcasm on his lips. He heard Lin Mengjia’s question, and then he eased a little. He turned to her, with a smile on his face and said, “I took a look away before. This person was not an orthodox monk, but an abandoned disciple of the sect.”

Lin Mengjia was still puzzled, and still looked at Tang Feng with a confused look.

Tang Feng then explained: "In fact, before, he was considered orthodox, but the method he used just now, called the Red Blue Curse, is a magic trick specifically targeting monks. This magic trick is extremely vicious and has been regarded as a forbidden technique by many sects and is almost lost. I guess this person found a book that records such magic tricks in the sect and practiced secretly before he was expelled from the sect."

Lin Mengjia nodded and said, "Oh", but she still didn't understand very well, and said, "Then now, have you cracked his magic?"

"Crack?

There is no need to be so troublesome," Tang Feng's mouth curled up another sneer, "I have sucked his cultivation."
Chapter completed!