In this piece of garden, white petals, a faint fragrance, after the fight just now, the petals fell to the ground, the butterfly ignored the injury on the hand, a spiritual light from the hand, drawn to the wind Lingzhuo, the wind Lingzhuo spun and flew up, the spiritual light of the butterfly crossed by the wind Lingzhuo, fell on the flower tree, and fell down from the flower.

Feng Lingzhuo threw the sword in his hand into the air, transforming into a glowing piano, Feng Lingzhuo flew to the opposite side of the flower tree with the piano in his arms, after a piano plucking, the piano sound glowed, and many men in black came out from all directions, and the sword in the hand of the man in black was engraved with a triangular mark, and under the control of Feng Lingzhuo's piano sound, the triangular mark on these swords glowed.

These black-clothed men with swords seemed to have lost their minds, their eyes were indifferent, and they walked towards everyone with the swords in their hands expressionlessly, and the butterflies flew towards the wind spirit, but they were stopped by the black-clothed men who controlled the sound of the piano.

The aura of the butterfly slashed across the swords of these men in black, and the sword of the man in black seemed to have a layer of immunity to the aura of the butterfly, and it was not damaged in the slightest.

The men in black looked at each other with dull eyes, holding the hilt of the sword and surrounding everyone, Shi Yingjun saw that the sword of the man in black stabbed at the butterfly at this time, and a spiritual light slashed towards these black-clothed people holding swords in their hands, and the spiritual light hit the black-clothed people, but there was no reaction.

Shi Yingjun looked at the spiritual light drawn on his hand, and wondered if his spiritual power was lost. Thinking back to the days ago, when I was in the Lihua Lonely Pavilion and fought with this group of men in black who were controlled by the sound of the piano, it was not like now.

Xia Gongzi and Mu Butterfly flew towards the Feng Lingzhuo who was playing the piano at the same time, but they were blocked by the enchantment of the Wind Lingzhuo, and when the Mu Butterfly and Xia Gongzi touched the enchantment of the Feng Lingzhuo, the spiritual power on the enchantment bounced the Mu Butterfly and Xia Gong back a few steps.

With a wave of his hand, the phoenix divine robe appeared in his hand, glowing with blue light, and the blue light appeared, scattered on the enchantment of the wind spirit, and collided with the enchantment of the wind spirit, but it could not break the enchantment.

"Do you think it's the same as last time?" said Feng Lingzhuo as he continued to play the piano, laughing. Looking at the butterfly, he wanted to use the spiritual power of the phoenix god robe to crack this enchantment, but he couldn't break this enchantment.

"Feng Lingzhuo, you..."Mu Butterfly didn't expect that Feng Lingzhuo would actually set up an enchantment.

In the change of the sound of the piano, the men in black flew towards the butterfly and Xia Gongzi with swords in their hands, Xia Gongzi waved the paper fan, and the aura drew out, knocking a group of black-clothed people who flew over to the ground, and the black-clothed people who fell to the ground stood up again in an instant, as if they were not scratched by Xia Gongzi's spiritual power.

And there are some black-clothed people fighting with Quartz-handsome, when Quartz-jun was just knocked to the ground by the wind spirit, he was already a little injured, and these black-clothed people surrounded Quartz-handsome, Quartz-handsome dragged his tired body, and the spiritual light in his hand drew out and hit these black-clothed people, and the black-clothed man continued to move closer to Quartz-handsome and surrounded him.

Shi Yingjun was stabbed in the chest by the man in black with a sword, and his hand covered the blood that flowed out, and fell under the Lihua tree, and the blood flowed out of Quartzijun's fingers and flowed to the petals of the Lihua on the ground.

Feng Lingzhuo saw that Quartz Jun had fallen, and changed the sound of the piano, and under the control of the sound of the piano, the group of black-clothed people besieging Quartz Jun also rushed towards Mu Butterfly and Xia Gongzi together. Xia Gongzi and Mu Butterfly watched more and more black-clothed people surround them, and all the spiritual power beams hit these black-clothed people, which was also useless.

Shi Ziying saw Shi Yingjun fall under the flower tree, rushed over, picked up Shi Yingjun, and helped Shi Yingjun to the side. Shi Ziying tore off a piece of cloth from the corner of his robe and helped Shi Yingjun bandage the bleeding wound.

"Cousin...."Shi Zi Hotaru shouted the injured Quartz Jun.

"Zi Hotaru, I'm fine. Shi Yingjun opened his eyes slightly from the coma, and said a few words intermittently, which made Shi Ziying feel distressed.

"Cousin, you're so badly injured, and you said you're fine. Shi Ziying watched as the blood flowed from the wound, which had already stained the cloth that bandaged the wound red.

"Zi Ying, I'm really fine. Shi Yingjun's meager voice trembled, and this scene made Shi Ziying's heart hurt so much that she silently shed tears.

Xia Gongzi and Mu Butterfly were fighting with the black-clothed people who had controlled the sound of the qin, while thinking about how to break the enchantment set by Feng Lingzhuo, if they wanted to stop these black-clothed people who didn't know the pain, they had to stop the sound of the piano from Feng Lingzhuo.

The sound of the wind and the burning piano became faster and faster, and a stream of spiritual light emanated from the qin, and the sword in the hand of the man in black, the light on the triangular mark engraved on the hilt became brighter and brighter.

The man in black surrounded Xia Gongzi and the butterfly under the flower tree, and the butterfly put the phoenix divine robe in his hand on his left hand, and the blue light scattered and fell on these people in black, and the man in black was knocked to the ground by the aura of the butterfly.

At this time, the sound of the wind spirit scorching qin changed the tune, and the man in black who fell stood up again and walked towards Mu Butterfly and Xia Gongzi. Xia Gongzi and Mu Butterfly flew up to the Lihua Tree, and the man in black held a long sword in his hand and flew towards the Mu Butterfly and Xia Gongzi on the Lihua Tree.

Xia Gongzi held the handle of the paper fan in his hand, and the spiritual light drawn on the paper fan knocked down a few black-clothed people who flew over, and these knocked down black-clothed people seemed to be reborn again, even if the wound was bleeding, they didn't know the pain, and they kept flying towards Xia Gongzi and the butterfly.

When Mu Butterfly used the phoenix divine clothes to defeat a group of black-clothed people who flew over, he took the opportunity to use the spiritual power of the phoenix divine clothes to open the enchantment of the wind and spirit, but was stopped by the group of black-clothed people who had just fallen.

The sound of the piano was accompanied by the fragrance of flowers on the Lihua tree, permeating the entire Lihua Lonely Pavilion, and from the piano played by Feng Lingzhuo, there were different spiritual lights.

Xia Gongzi saw that he couldn't crack the enchantment set by Feng Lingzhuo, so he threw the paper fan in his hand into the air, and the paper fan turned into a bow and arrow in mid-air, and the bow and arrow fell into Xia Gongzi's hand, with an orange light on the arrow, and an arrow flew towards the enchantment of Feng Lingzhuo, and Feng Lingzhuo stopped the piano in his hand.

"Jin Ling Fan?" Feng Lingzhuo looked at the bow and arrow conjured by Xia Gongzi's fan, as well as the orange light on the bow and arrow, and judged that the fan in Xia Gongzi's hand should be a Jin Ling fan.

Mu Butterfly looked at Xia Gongzi's fan, and was dumbfounded in an instant, he had never seen Xia Gongzi use this trick along the way, Mu Butterfly thought to himself who this Xia Gongzi was.

From the beginning of knowing Xia Gongzi, although he said that he was in Jinmi Mountain, and then he came to Jinmi Village, he never regarded Xia Gongzi as a bandit leader, and always felt that Xia Gongzi was an unfathomable person. When I saw it today, Mu Butterfly's previous guesses were all right, and sure enough, Xia Gongzi was not a simple figure like a bandit leader.

After the man in black lost the control of the sound of the piano, his spiritual power was a little weakened, and he took this opportunity to wave his hand, and the blue light appeared, scattered on the man in black, and the triangular mark on the sword held by the man in black slowly disappeared under the blue light of the phoenix divine clothes, and the man in black fell under the tree after the triangular mark disappeared.

"Jin Ling Fan, Phoenix Divine Clothes, I want both. Feng Lingzhuo held the qin and looked at Xia Gongzi and Mu Butterfly, and smiled coldly.

"You're quite greedy, so let's see if you have what it takes to get it. Xia Gongzi turned the bow and arrow in his hand into a fan, looked at Feng Lingzhuo and smiled.

Feng Lingzhuo carried the spiritual power to his hand, holding the piano in his left hand, plucking the strings with his right hand, the spiritual light of the piano was scattered on the fallen black-clothed people, and the black-clothed people stood up again in the sound of the wind Lingzhuo's piano, and the triangular mark on the sword in his hand began to glow again.

At this time, the spiritual power of Xia Gongzi and Mu Butterfly had been consumed a lot, looking at these black-clothed people who came over, Mu Butterfly and Xia Gongzi cautiously glanced around with their residual eyes back to back.

The sword light flashed, and in the sound of the piano, the petals on the flower tree kept falling down, and the group of people in black was like walking in the white snow, as if these white petals were the snow in the winter, and the people in black walked towards the butterfly and Xia Gongzi with an expressionless face as if they had never been injured.

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