Zhao Lingshang

"The scripture pavilion is about to be closed. If you haven't chosen the techniques yet, come back tomorrow," Mo Xiu's voice suddenly rang.

"Elder Mo..."

Cao Tianfang wanted to say something very much, but before he could finish speaking, a strange force fell on him, forcibly dragging him away, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared outside the gate of the scripture pavilion.

With a "click", the door of the scripture pavilion was closed, and a group of people outside looked at the closed door and looked at each other.

If they weren't forcibly bombed out, perhaps they could have spent several days in the scripture pavilion. But the current situation was that even the Sect Master was bombed out, what else could they say?

"Let's go."

Everyone sighed before they turned and left.

Not long after, only Cao Tianfang remained outside the gate of the scripture pavilion.