Seeing that the opening that was finally torn apart was closed again, Su Yue's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

"Don't be in a hurry. Fan Chen stood up and patted Su Yue's shoulder and said.

Seeing that Mu Qingyun was scarred all over her body, and the place she went was shocking, Su Yue frowned slightly, and her heart was apprehensive.

Several hours have passed, the scorching sun has made people dizzy, Qing Mumu has been coming and going for many times, this enchantment is quiet and panicked, there is no trace of wind, except that the sun above her head is so real, there is nothing to make her feel real.

Su Yue sighed, this enchantment made people at a loss, and Qing Mumu turned around and made her very dizzy.

Suddenly, a faint flute sound came from above everyone's heads.

Su Yue almost thought she was hallucinating, and she quickly raised her head to look in the direction of the sound source.

I saw that the fallen leaves fell like a goddess scattering flowers, there was no wind, but the leaves were fluttering down leisurely, Su Yue frowned, what was going on. I just wanted to turn around and ask Fan Chen behind him, but I looked at Qing Mumu's mouth and closed one by one, not knowing what he was talking about.

Not only Qing Mumu, but also Shao Binglan, Shen Yuan, and Fanchen didn't know what they were talking about, and at this time, Su Yue's ears couldn't hear anything except the melodious flute.

"What's going on?" Su Yue was a little flustered, even if the sound of the flute in her ears was melodious, it made people feel eerie.

Obviously, not only Su Yue, but after the sound of this flute appeared, everyone couldn't listen to it.

Shao Binglan used her spiritual power to write the word 'Mo Chao' in the air, and then took Shen Yuan and Li Qing to meditate on the ground, slowly calming down.

Looking at the few people who were already meditating on the ground, Su Yue stood there at a loss, unable to hear anything, and the sound of the flute in her ears became louder and louder, making people even more irritable. Suddenly, a warm breath covered Su Yue's ears, and a serene fragrance surrounded Su Yue.

After Fan Chen blocked Su Yue's ears, the disturbing flute gradually became quieter, and Su Yue's restless heart suddenly calmed down.

"This is the Requiem, the secret art of the Wu Clan. ”

The pale green words were vigorous and powerful, and a little bit of light came into Su Yue's eyes, seeing that Fan Chen was still so calm and calm, Su Yue instantly calmed down. She stretched out her hand to block her ears, but Fan Chen didn't put her hand down directly, and a pair of jade pendants with body temperature were stuffed into Su Yue's hands.

"If it would be useful for your master to plug their ears, they wouldn't have to meditate and chant mantras. It was still the pale green words, one by one, which caught Su Yue's eyes.

After holding the jade pendant to block his ears, he watched Fan Chen jump into the air and fly up against the scattered fallen leaves.

Soon, Fan Chen's white figure merged with the dazzling sunlight, Su Yue didn't know what was wrong, her body took action one step ahead of her thoughts, blocked her ears and went straight up, chasing after the place where Fan Chen disappeared.

Riding the sword, Su Yue finally saw two figures in front of her. Volleyed into the air, but there was a breeze coming, which made Su Yue suddenly have the illusion of being out of the enchantment.

Fan Chen held a folding fan in one hand against the shoulder of another man in white, half of the folding fan had already sunk into the man's shoulder, bright red blood soaked the man's clothes, and the air was also stained with a suffocating smell of blood.