A faint smell of blood wafted in his nose, and a thousand charms were stunned.

slaughter

Here we go.

"Master, do you want to take a look?" Feng Li asked.

Qianmei dusted off her crescent-white wide sleeves, her evil smile did not decrease, and her voice was not in a hurry, "Go, why don't you go." It's been a long day's journey, and I also need to relax and have fun. Isn't it?", and then changed the direction of the uphill and walked towards the forest on the right.

"I didn't expect the young pavilion master of the Thousand Machines Pavilion to be so despicable. There was a hint of sarcasm in Lang Run's voice. I saw a tall man standing in the middle of the corpse that fell to the ground, he was dressed in a green coat with light striped sleeves, a dark green corrugated belt with a blue piccolo pinned to it, his hair was tied with a white jade crown, his soft silhouette was cold and hard because of anger, his sword eyebrows were like flying, and his thin lips were not red under the high bridge of his nose. Those amber pupils were filled with rage, like a prairie fire.

He was surrounded by a group of black-clothed people, and the black-clothed people were dressed in jade light, under the shade of the tree, he was dressed in a black brocade robe, with a golden red tape around his waist, and a priceless mutton fat jade pendant tied to it, and that handsome face had a graceful and leisurely smile, just standing quietly with such a noble attitude, as if he was a bystander outside the matter, "Night, as long as you hand over the secret book of the Phantom Sound Pavilion, this young master may consider sparing you from dying!"

The man named Su Ye snorted coldly and said sharply, "Don't think! You treacherous villains will only make people squeeze in by some indiscriminate means!"

Seeing that the other party was stubborn, Yu Qingyun didn't say much, and with a wave of his hand, those black shadow people suddenly attacked as if they were following the chain. The corners of his mouth overflowed with a sneer, and his eyes were full of inevitable, and he was still dead when he was dying, and he had a hard mouth, and when the time came, I want you to beg to sue me!

The night was covered in injuries and counterattacked, and now he was the only one left, and his movements slowly slowed down as time went by, even if he was a god, he was invincible with two fists and four hands, not to mention his young man who was not strong in actual combat experience. Before they left the Phantom Sound Pavilion, the Pavilion Master told them not to use a sound attack and reveal their identity until they had to do so, but now that the other party already knows his identity, if he doesn't use the sound attack, he will have to die, this should be the last resort that the Pavilion Master said, right?

With a clang, the long sword in his hand was knocked to the ground, and when he saw this, he immediately retreated quickly, and his hand touched the blue piccolo on his waist, and he flipped it to his mouth and blew it gently.

Seeing this, Yu Qingyun snorted coldly, and finally gave up her move.

The melodious flute sound slowly flowed out of it, lingering around the human body and then slowly drilling into the human ear, the beautiful and beautiful sound like a natural sound swayed in their ears, melodious and fluttering, stretching and echoing, they were transmitted to the mind by the root nerves, seducing the wireless reverie and thoughts hidden in the hearts of human beings.

The man's movements slowly stopped, and his eyes turned from sharp and fierce to black and hollow pupils. Like a puppet, it has an empty body but cannot control it, an empty head but no thought. They can only follow the sound of the flute, when the sound of the flute is low and depressed, their faces are also filled with sad and sad expressions, when the sound of the flute is light and melodious, they are smiling and happy.