The flute sound is melodious and tactful, such as crying, such as complaining, intermittently coming from the side of the flower field, this tune seems to be narrating a story, sometimes low like a lover whispering, sometimes passionate like a pearl falling on a jade plate, noisy, tangling, making people feel low for no reason.

Then there were one or two kite sounds in the small village, which gradually blended into the sound of the flute, which was slowly flowing like spring water in the mountains, adding a trace of bright color to the sound of this low flute, like the bright warm sun breaking through the mist, and a warmth inadvertently penetrated the bottom of people's hearts.

"Xiao Jue......" Long Teng called her in a low voice.

"Huh?" Tang Jue turned his head to look at him, and Long Teng's warm lips suddenly fell, lingering to open her teeth, looking for the fragrant tongue of the * person. It's not the first time he's kissed her, but somehow, this time it's particularly lingering. The force of his hand seemed to rub her into his body.

"Hmm......" Tang Jue whispered shyly, and unconsciously began to kiss him back.

The sound of the piano and flute gradually became inaudible, as if the two were also entwined.

Tang Jue only felt that his whole body was crispy and soft, immersed in this lingering of compassion and couldn't extricate himself. Long Teng's hand had already passed through her clothes and caressed her back, and the thin calluses on his fingers from holding the gun rubbed against her smooth skin, making her shiver.

Somehow, she felt like a flower, and she had a strong desire to bloom.

"Xiao Jue, baby ......"

Long Teng held her earlobe, whispered in her ear, and sprayed warm breath on the side of her neck, Tang Jue's whole body trembled as if she had been electrified, and an unbearable heat wave rose in her lower abdomen, as if it was about to burn her to ashes.

Suddenly, a huge suction force was born in Tang Jue's dantian, and the air around her was distorted, surging towards her dantian rapidly, to be exact, it should be surging towards the green buds of the blue silkworm Gu.

In an instant, a large area of Manzhu Sawa that was as red as blood turned black and withered, as if all its vitality had been drained in an instant.

The confusion in Tang Jue's eyes quickly receded, a pair of eyes were as bright as stars in the sky, she pushed Long Teng, who was still holding her earlobe, away a little, held his head and shouted to him: "Long Teng, Long Teng......"

"Baby...... Baby I love you......" Long Teng replied to her, looking down for her lips again.

Tang Jue's heart was pounding, and he didn't know if he was telling the truth, or if he was just confused. She was stunned for a moment, and Long Teng choked her lips again, and the beautiful lingering made her heart numb.

Tang Jue was ruthless, and bit the tip of Long Teng's tongue fiercely, and the strong smell of blood spread in the mouths of the two. Long Teng's eyes regained a trace of clarity, but he still had enough of the sweetness in her mouth for such a rare opportunity before reluctantly ending the kiss.

"Long Teng......" Tang Jue held his face, "You wake up, we have to find a way to get out first." ”

The smile in Long Teng's eyes couldn't be hidden anymore, he scratched Tang Jue's nose, and said in a low voice: "Actually, it's not bad here, at least no one bothered us." ”

Tang Jue grabbed his hand and glanced at him with disgust: "Don't make trouble, you can't break this formation, we both have to die here, what's the good?" ”

Long Teng said suddenly: "There's nothing wrong with dying here. ”

Tang Jue took a sip and scolded: "You are not Nangong Yi, where did you learn so much flamboyance!" ”

Long Teng hugged her, rested his chin on the top of her head, and asked, "What am I like in your heart?" ”

Tang Jue struggled, but couldn't break away, pursed his lips and said, "You are a calm and reliable person, and you are the pillar of my heart." ”

Long Teng suddenly remembered that he handed over his back to his brother when he was on a mission, and inexplicably a wave of blood swelled up, he hugged Tang Jue tightly, and swore an oath: "Don't worry, we will definitely find a way to break the formation and get out safely." ”

Tang Jue nodded, relieved, she was afraid that Long Teng would lose her mind and she didn't want to go out. It is even possible to be used by others to defect from the battle, so it is difficult for her to break this formation alone and walk out with Long Teng. Thinking of this, she secretly rejoiced again, fortunately Long Teng's mind was firm, she only bit him, and he came to his senses.

She didn't know that this was due to the fact that she injured Long Teng's meridians when she saved him for the first time, so Long Teng had no physical needs for so long.

But at this moment, the sound of the piano and flute, which had stopped for some time, sounded again, this time the sound seemed to be an octave higher, sharp and a little harsh, and the guzheng was mixed with many strumming sounds, and the rhythm was compact, like the cracking of gold and stone, implying the sound of killing.

Long Teng's face suddenly showed pain, and he squatted on the ground with one hand covering his heart, sweating like pulp on his forehead.

"What's wrong, Longteng?" Tang Jue was distressed when he saw him like this. Then he squatted down and gave him a wisp of aura.

Long Teng breathed a sigh of relief, and spit out two words with difficulty: "It hurts......"

Tang Jue knew that it was because of the sound of the piano and flute, the Chinese martial arts were broad and profound, and there was a sonic attack in the internal force attack, so she moved in her heart, put her palm on the heart of Longteng, and said in a low voice: "Green Sprout, you help me protect Longteng." As she spoke, she plucked a leaf of grass with dew on it from the ground, put it to her lips and played it.

Now she has figured out the rules of the other party's music, this is a very old tune, when she was a child, she listened to her master blow it with Xiao during the Midyear Festival. It's called "Huangquan Ghost Introduction".

When the flowers bloom on the other side, the ghost of Huangquan leads the way.

The only one that can compete with "Huangquan Ghost Introduction" is "Biluo Yao Immortal Song". These two songs have the same origin, and they are named after the sentence "The Yellow Spring Falls on the Poor" in Bai Juyi's "Song of Long Hatred". According to legend, it was made by two predecessors who fell in love, and later for various reasons, one achieved positive results, and the other went astray, which is always with grudges in "Huangquan Ghost Introduction". And "Biluo Yao Immortal Song" is bright as the sun, warm as the wind, and fresh as flowers.

She played "Biluo Yao Immortal Song" here, and the sound of the wolf-like flute gradually rose up, as if she was going to fight with her.

Tang Jue's temperament is already tenacious, how to admit defeat, can't stop urging the aura, Ye Sheng is tactful and soft, and he has a win in the rhythm, after a while, there was a sound on the opposite side, obviously the string was broken, and after a while, it broke with a "Zheng" sound.

Long Teng's expression gradually softened, he opened his eyes, and was about to find out the person hiding in the shadows, but suddenly he saw a white figure standing on the stone bridge in front of him.