"There are the last two levels next, you can enter the temple through that cableway, and then go through the inner demon trial."

The head of the temple pointed to the cableway behind him and spoke to everyone about the next competition process.

Someone raised his hand: "What if more than ten people pass through?"

The person in charge seemed to be smiling: "If you have ten places, you will get it first."

Everyone: "..."

Arrive first and get...

Is this going to start grabbing the game halfway?

"Don't worry about safety. There will be magicians to protect you. Please be careful and don't hurt people. This is the Temple of Light."

The person in charge focused on the four words "The Temple of Light".

The assessment of the Temple of Light cannot have rules that harm others' lives.

"Do you have any questions?"

"No!"

The person in charge waved and ordered: "Now, go."

As soon as the person in charge finished speaking, everyone rushed out instantly and headed to the cableway ahead to seize the opportunity.

Chu Zheng stood there without moving, Liang Shuxue walked straight over and said, "You still dare to come."

Young Master Fu Yu lost the courage to criticize her in the canyon.

Chu Zheng had nothing to be afraid of, so she directly replied: "The temple is not opened by your house, why don't you dare to come?"

Liang Shuxue glared at her viciously: "I'll wait for you in front, if you have the guts, come."

Liang Shuxue put down his harsh words.

After she left, Fu Yu spoke out: "Chu Zheng..."

"You won't go yet." Chu Zheng signaled the iron chain.

There was only one iron chain, five hundred people. No matter who went up first, the person behind went up, and the iron chain was shaking violently, and the people above almost fell down like dumplings.

The magic lights below intertwined, and people were sent by magic, and then they were declared failed.

"You...you won't go?"

"Why should I go?" Chu Zheng asked back.

Her current location is already within the scope of the temple. What other competitions will she participate in?

Of course she went to find a good person card.

Chu Zheng asked Fuyu to go by herself, but she took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to it.

The temple is full of magic circles.

The space leading to the formation is different.

After walking around for a while, the place became bigger and bigger, and it was completely inconspicuous.

Just when Chu Zheng was irritated, a shadow flew across the side.

Chu Zheng: "!!"

That stupid dog!

Chu Zheng immediately chased after him and ran away happily, not paying any attention to the person following behind him.

It was too late to find out.

"Wang!!"

Yiyin stared at Chu Zheng in horror.

How could this little thief be here?

Chu Zheng pinched her wrist and stared at it gloomyly: "Take me to find your master."

It's still the original recipe, the familiar taste.

"Ao..."

Yiqin is very afraid of Chuzheng. Its dog's IQ is also limited. I don't know how Chuzheng was here. In order to survive, Yiqin decided to take Chuzheng to find his master.

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Qingfeng Hall.

The man cleaned his hands and burned incense, and his sleeves, as wide as a flowing cloud, slowly flowed with his movements.

The solemn and sacred hall.

A man with bright and bright moon.

The picture seemed to exist in the painting, so beautiful that it was a bit unreal.

The man sat on the ground, his slender eye feathers hanging down, blocking his eyes.

There was a small table in front of him, with several magic stones on it. The man rolled up his sleeves slightly to reveal his white wrists and forearms.

The slender fingers picked up the carving knife and carved it on the Philosopher's Stone with their feelings.

The man was serious and serious. When the knife fell, it seemed as if magic light had penetrated into it.

But in an instant, the magic stone under your hands took shape.

The carving knife suddenly slashed down and cut his finger.

The man seemed to have not realized it, but just slowly raised his eyes and looked towards the direction of the palace gate.

The familiar dark elements gradually approached until they were in front of them.

I felt throbbing for some reason.

That feeling seemed to emanate from the depths of the soul.

Lingji Eyefeather trembled slightly and slowly said: "Miss Chuzheng, why are you here?"

The clothes rubbed, making a slight sound, and the spiritual trace felt her sitting next to her.

Then my wrist tightened, and a light and cold voice fell into my ears: "Don't you feel the bleeding?"

Only then did Lingji realize the pain caused by the cut of his fingers.

Chu Zheng suddenly pushed his hand over: "You are not a light magician, stop the bleeding by yourself."

Spiritual Trace: "..."

Lingji raised his hand to perform the light-based therapy, but in a flash, the wound healed and scabbed, and no wound could be seen.

Lingji took his hand back and placed it on his legs.

"Miss Chuzheng, you haven't answered my question yet."

"What's the question?" Did the good guy card just ask me the question?

"Why is Miss Chuzheng here?"

"Look for you."

Chu Zheng's answer is straightforward and reasonable.

It seems that it is natural for her to come here to find him.

But here is...the temple.

Temple of Light.

Lingji's heart was full of complexity. He didn't know what he was thinking. The appearance of this person would disrupt everything about him.

He took a deep breath: "Miss Chuzheng is looking for me, but what's wrong?"

Chu Zheng was looking at the things on his desk and replied casually: "It's nothing, I just want to find you." Then she locked up!

"This is the Temple of Light, not the place where Miss Chu Zheng should come." Lingji reminded Chu Zheng's identity.

Chu Zheng's eyes were calm: "Who stipulated that the dark magicians cannot come to the Temple of Light?"

Spiritual Trace: "..."

It seems that there is really not.

However, no dark magician would run to the Temple of Light to seek death.

"How did Miss Chu Zheng come in?" The Temple of Light was guarded strictly, and the magic teleportation array of Qingfeng Hall was not led by someone, so she shouldn't be able to come in.

“Walking in.”

“…I’m asking, who brought you in.”

Chu Zheng took a look outside.

One inch of Chu Zheng wagged her tail, and the dog's face looked ferocious, as if Chu Zheng dared to say it was brought by it, so it would fight her.
To be continued...