When Wei Jinghuan dodged, the speed was so fast that it fell in Shen Tianlan's eyes, and he only saw a phantom, and he didn't even see how he moved (Evil and Arrogant Concubine: Chapter 860 of the Demon Lord). Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

So fast!

It can be seen that this Wei Jinghuan's cultivation is not low, if her cultivation is also so high, the power of the White Bone Crescent Moon Bow is definitely not only this.

Immediately, she immediately pulled the bowstring again and sent three arrow shadows towards Wei Jinghuan.

It's still the same, Wei Jinghuan dodged it.

Wei Jinghuan's figure kept moving, but what didn't move was that the flute he played was always put to his mouth, and the flute sound kept the same tune.

Shen Tianlan suddenly felt the strong vibration from the summoning ring, her heart tightened, Jun Cang must have released too much spiritual power now, the use of the summoning ring is already huge, not to mention, it is such a large-scale beast tide.

Besides, there is also this Wei Jinghuan who is controlling those demonic beasts with the sound of the flute, although she doesn't know what the purpose of his flute and music is, but she has already sensed something.

If she wanted to stop Wei Jinghuan and hurt him, Shen Tianlan thought it would be a bit difficult, but she could try to destroy his flute.

She's a music idiot, she doesn't know anything about music, she only knows what sounds good or not, and she really can't tell her to play a tune.

Her gaze fell on the white bone crescent bow, that extremely thin string, which was condensed by the power of blood, was the most resilient thing in the world, as long as she didn't die, this string would not break.

Immediately, her fingers stroked the tiny string, her fingertips moved slightly, and her fingers also condensed strong spiritual power, slowly plucking the string.

A crisp voice came out, and she was overjoyed, she just wanted to try it, but she didn't expect it to really pop up.

Thinking of this, her fingers became faster, and the sound that came out of her voice became louder and faster.

As soon as the voice came out, Wei Jinghuan only felt a tightness in his chest, although the voice was disorganized, but it carried a powerful energy, stimulating his heart one by one.

He tried to restrain himself and keep himself in good shape, and the melodious flute was still playing on his lips.

Shen Tianlan played it by herself, although she didn't know how to play it at all, and she plucked it randomly, suddenly rushing and lingering, but no matter what, after all, there is only one string, and it is very good to be able to make a sound.

When he saw that Wei Jinghuan was still insisting, Shen Tianlan bounced even harder.

Wei Jinghuan suddenly felt a pain in his chest, as if he was about to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

But the voice became louder and louder, and it became more and more harsh, his chest was stuffy, the pain was terrible, and his breathing was painful, and finally, he couldn't help but a mouthful of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Shen Tianlan was still playing the string excitedly, Wei Jinghuan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the woman who was as hot as a flame, and was ecstatic to pluck the string on the bow, his eyes were deep and messy in the air.

With such an ugly sound, why is she still playing so happily?

Wei Jinghuan didn't notice at all how hot his eyes were at the moment, that red shadow had been deeply imprinted in his mind, and his eyes would look at her uncontrollably.

Since Wei Jinghuan didn't play anymore, the flute stopped, and Jun Cang's side suddenly went a lot smoother, his deep eyes shone brightly, looking at the center of the beast tide, the corners of his lips raised a bewildering smile.

He knew that his little Lan Lan could do it.