This lark is a new female player on the rivers and lakes, with high self-sustaining martial arts and good internal skills, and she doesn't care about the interference of this sound on weekdays. But the sound of the flute was a little different, although the tone was light, it could actually trigger the beating of her breath, and it sounded very uncomfortable.

She forced herself to calm down, held her sword and shouted, "Who is pretending to be a ghost here?" ”

The only thing that answered her was the sound of the flute, if there was nothing, low and high, as if someone was wandering around. The lark heard several sounds, and his heart became more and more unhappy: "If you don't come out again, I'll kill him first!" As he spoke, the sword stabbed out and slashed at the green head's neck.

The sound of the flute jumped suddenly, and the lark took two steps back, and its chest was hit hard, and it almost couldn't hold the long sword. Her face changed dramatically, knowing that the man was warning him. The other party's martial arts are extremely powerful, just the sound of the flute can affect her to such an extent, if she really does it, is she an opponent?

But she has always been proud and conceited, thinking that she is also a master in this world. The more pressure she had, the more excited the little witch became. She licked her lips and said aloud, "I don't believe how capable you are, can this sound alone scare me away?" I don't believe in this evil! ”

When she was done, she continued to grab the green head, intending to kill the boy and show the man. Qingtou saw a pair of white and tender hands grabbing his face, both surprised and complicated, thinking that he would definitely not be able to escape death today, and it would be good if it was in the hands of this oriole-like girl. But the girl's hand stopped halfway through the grab, and the green head was very surprised, wondering if she had changed her mind?

But soon he found that the girl's hands were trembling slightly, and her face was red and white, and she was actually resisting the gradually changing sound of the flute. Qingtou was also taken aback, thinking to himself, is this flute sound so powerful?

But I heard the melodious sound of the flute, as if the clouds were blue and sprinkled. Suddenly, the tune changed, the sky seemed to change the weather, black clouds emerged, the wind was fierce, and it kept spinning around, and there was a faint flash of thunder. His mind was involuntarily attracted by the sound of the flute, as if he was about to fly.

The sound of the flute rose and fell, and suddenly a fierce son went down, as if entering a large sea and lake. The sea is extremely deep and secluded, and countless whirlpools are flowing around you, and listening to this sound in your ears, your body involuntarily shakes with it, and your inner breath jumps faster than the next. After four or five strokes, Qingtou's chest was extremely tight, and he couldn't get up in one breath.

In the field, it seemed that someone whispered something in his ear, and Qingtou woke up suddenly, only to see that he was still standing in place, but he was sweating profusely, and even his clothes were soaked. The sound of the flute had no effect on him anymore, and when he looked at the lark, he was already sitting cross-legged not far from him, using his internal strength to resist the invasion of the flute, and even the purple-clothed player and his sister were in the same meditation posture.

He was amazed, what kind of master he had encountered, so strange!

Although the sound of the flute had no effect on him, it was like a talisman to the three of them, and they became more and more urgent. In Qingtou's opinion, there were some sweat drops on the faces of the three people, among which the lark was the most relaxed, and the purple-clothed player was the most difficult, and even his body was constantly jumping, as if he would stand up at any time. Because my sister Lin Xiaoxiao has practiced Emei Jiuyang Gong, it is not bad to cultivate internal skills alone, and she can also resist the incursion of Xiao Sheng.

After a few more breaths, the sound of the flute suddenly turned, and it was like a drop of mercury. The purple-clothed player shouted, and the whole person jumped up and shouted, "Don't blow it, I can't stand it!" ”

But the man spurted a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and then fell to the ground with a thud, and could no longer get up. The lark was also pale, hugging Yuan Shouyi, barely resisting the invasion of this flute, but his body also shook involuntarily. Qingtou thought to herself, can't she resist it too?

At this moment, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped.

A voice smiled: "Yes, if you can support it for so long, the internal strength of the two of you is not bad." If I blow it any longer, you will inevitably have serious internal injuries. Stand up! ”

The hearts of several people in the audience seemed to have gone to a big rock. The lark Shi Shiran stood up, but his legs were weak and he almost fell. She knew that her internal strength was very depleted, and she also knew that she had met a big master. After calming down a little, she arched her hand into the air and said, "Why is this senior joking with the little girl?" Is this the Blue Sea Tide Song? But Huang Yaoshi, the Yellow Island Lord, is here? ”

The most famous sound killing skill on the rivers and lakes, in addition to the Heavenly Demon Qin, is the Bihai Chaosheng Song, of which the latter is the peerless study of the Peach Blossom Island, and the judgment of this lark is also accurate. Especially since this person's martial arts are very high, I'm afraid that only these rumored NPCs can have this strength.

The man chuckled lightly and said, "Huang Yaoshi probably doesn't have the time to take care of such idle things. Little girl, you have good martial arts, what kind of sect are you? ”

The sound was no longer fleeting, but close at hand. The players present were all stunned, and followed the sound to look, but saw a person standing on a big tree more than a dozen feet away. The man stood on a very thin branch, and his whole body rose and fell with the branches, as if he had no weight. He was holding a bamboo flute in his hand and was looking at them with a smile.

The lark and the purple-clothed player who didn't die all gasped, and they couldn't stand on that finger-like branch without falling, not to mention anything else, just this light skill is rare in the rivers and lakes. What's even more amazing is that the man turned out to be a gamer dress. At this time, the twilight was hazy, and the man's face was a little unclear, but that Lin Xiaoxiao and Qingtou both sighed, and said in unison: "Is it you?" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, the lark's heart jumped, thinking that trouble was coming! The man jumped down lightly, falling silently like a leaf. He took two steps and smiled, "You can see it, tsk, this time I'm not masked." ”

The light shone obliquely, revealing Ah Fei's face that was familiar to all the rivers and lakes.

"It's you, hard-working Ah Fei!"

The purple-clothed player and lark blurted out, with a look of surprise on their faces. They have been in the rivers and lakes for some time, how can they not recognize this face? And the green head rejoiced: "I, I recognize your voice." ”

Ah Fei was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Good boy." But I want to thank you for speaking for me! ”

Qingtou was stunned, and it took a while to understand: "It's a matter of Wudang, do you know it?" He was a little embarrassed to say this.

Ah Fei nodded, just about to say more. The lark in the field turned around suddenly, and instantly grabbed the arm of the green head next to him, and shouted: "What a hard-working Ah Fei, don't come here, I'll kill him when I come......"

Before the words fell, Ah Fei sighed and said, "Why bother? Play these little gestures in front of me. ”

The lark was horrified, for the sound came from her ear. It turned out that although she moved fast, Ah Fei's movements were faster than her, and she had already arrived at her side, and her palm gently grabbed her shoulder, and as soon as she used force, the lark felt that half of her body was numb. Then she felt like she had been thrown out, and the wind was blowing in her ears. After landing, it was already three feet away.

Ah Fei slapped the green head twice, untying the green head's bound body. Qingtou breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully: "Thank you, Big Brother Ah Fei!" That Lin Xiaoxiao also stood up, quickly grabbed the green head, and then arched his hand towards Ah Fei, and said, "Thank you, thank you!" ”

Ah Fei nodded at the two of them, then turned to look at the other two. He frowned and said, "Wuyue Sword Sect, I've heard of this small organization before. The members inside are all swordsmanship of the Wuyue Sect, but most of them are from the Songshan Sect. You wear purple and look like a leader. Can you tell me who asked you to come? ”

The half-dead purple-clothed player lying on the ground looked shocked, facing the number one master in the game, he didn't know what to say for a while, and only said for a long time: "Ah Fei, Brother Ah Fei, we have rules in this industry." ”

Ah Fei nodded and said, "It's good to have rules, I like people with rules." He raised his head and looked at the sky silently, and suddenly picked up a sword from the ground, which was the scattered weapon of the Wuyue Sword Sect. The purple-clothed player was startled, and said, "Brother Ah Fei, we are also entrusted by others...... but when he heard the sound of "ding", Ah Fei actually broke the tip of the sword with his hand, he took it in his hand and weighed it, and sneered: "How long has the honorable driver been watching over there?" This is a small gift for you! ”

The voice came far away, and it was said from afar. There was a chaotic footstep hundreds of meters away, but someone turned over and went quickly. Ah Fei sneered, shook it hard, and the severed blade shot out like a crossbow, flying towards the night sky. After a breath, someone in the extreme distance snorted, mixed with the sound of extreme pain.

But the man seemed to be faster, and soon his voice was obliterated, and he didn't know where he had gone. Ah Fei raised his voice and said: "Small punishment and big commandment, send you a week of peace of mind to recuperate, otherwise it will affect your martial arts in the future." ”

There was no sound in the distance, but the man did not know where he had gone.

After doing this, Ah Fei turned his head to look at the lark.

Ever since the lark was thrown away, he had been standing there honestly, with a very complicated expression. She finally got to see the real masters of the game, and she was far from being able to compare them. At that moment, the half-truncated blade injured a person hundreds of meters away, it was as accurate as a sniper rifle, if Ah Fei wanted to kill someone in the future, wouldn't it be easy?

But can a player really be that powerful?

The little girl couldn't believe it, and knew in her heart that this might be true.

"The name lark is funny. I've heard that you're a new rising master in the game, but it's a pity that I don't care much about these things. I just asked you what your sect is, and you haven't told me yet! ”

Ah Fei looked at each other for a long time.

The little girl was a little nervous, she clenched her fists and let go again.

"Do you want to tell me about my master, and you can let me go?"

She smiled suddenly.

"Not necessarily!" Ah Fei grinned: "It depends on whether your master and I have a grudge?" You know I've been in fights with a lot of NPCs. ”

The lark was startled for no reason.