Chapter 547: It's a pleasure to see each other. 2

The fingers seemed to flick a few times on the pipa, and the four black and white impermanence lying on the ground suddenly covered their ears and struggled on the ground in pain.

Obviously, this lute sound is used to control these four people.

The means of the lunar calendar make people chill.

The four men were rolling on the ground, in agony, and wailing incessantly, begging the woman to spare them.

The scene suddenly became a little chaotic.

The woman's fingers kept tickling on the lute, and the black and white impermanence rolled on the ground in pain, and at the end, she almost fainted.

The sound of the lute finally stopped slowly.

"On weekdays, I let you cultivate well, but you are not happy, and now, you must accept punishment." The woman's words were cold, and she slowly stood up from her step, her slender figure and the wide cloak could not stop her graceful figure.

Black and white impermanence endured the pain and got up from the ground, prostrate at her feet, and said in unison: "The slave knows that he is wrong. ”

The woman didn't look at them, she raised her head to look at Baiyuan and Wen Siniang, holding the pipa, the wind blew her cloak, and the woman stood at the tuyere, as if riding the wind.

"You shouldn't be presumptuous in front of me."

The voice was cold to the bone, and it was brought by the wind, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

Before Qiu Yinong and Baiyuan could react from her words, the woman's figure floated like a ghost, her figure was too fast, dazzling, and she couldn't see her movements at all.

Baiyuan and Wen Siniang's faces changed greatly.

Don't dare to slack off.,Engrossed in wanting to confront a woman.。

However, there was no possibility of fighting back at all, only the chaotic sound of the pipa was heard one after another, the black figure of the woman went back and forth, and the faces of Baiyuan and Wen Siniang had been scratched by the strong internal force emitted by the strings of the pipa.

The faces of the two people were very ugly, and the next moment, they were greeted by a net of heaven and earth made of overwhelming pipa sounds, covering them.

The net of heaven and earth condensed by that power will inevitably cut people in half when they touch people's bodies.

The two of them, feeling that their bodies could not move, watched as the cold light covered them.

At this moment, Baiyuan and Wen Siniang smelled death.

In his ears were the exclamations of Ruyu and Yaoxi, and the slightly sad eyes of autumn, everything seemed to be spinning.

Just when they thought they would not see the sun tomorrow, a white cloak flew over from a distance, with a faint fragrance, and a strong internal force was condensed on the cloak, and all the power that the pipa was wound into the cloak.

Everyone was shocked.

The woman holding the pipa was overwhelmed by her strength, screamed in surprise, and frequently took several steps back.

Although I couldn't see her face, I could see her eyes exposed outside the veil, and they were filled with fear.

From his lips and teeth, he whispered, "He's here!" ”

Qiu Yinong looked up, only to see that the cloak rotated in a beautiful arc in mid-air, and finally fell firmly into the man's hand, Situ Ge took the cloak, stood in front of the carriage, and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

The man in white stooped down and got out of the carriage.

The face is like white jade, the eyebrows are full of flowers, and the elegance is so dusty that people dare not look directly.

The long black ink hair was draped in front of him, and the wind blew, rippling a few strands of hair on his cheeks, and the style was to the bones, stunning the world.

He stared at Qiu Yi and smiled, stretched out his hand to her, and said gently: "Come, Ah Nong, come to my side, let me see if I am hurt?" ”