"Are you going to cross the soul?" Yan Chimu asked lightly.

Feng Lingluo nodded, she just wanted to talk about this Yan Chimu and said it, it was like a roundworm in her stomach.

But...... Her ocarina is gone, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to do this.

Just when Feng Ling was in a dilemma, Yan Chimu stretched out his hand, a white light lingered in his palm, and a small and delicate white purse lay in Yan Chimu's hand.

"Open it up and see what you're looking for!" Yan Chimu smiled faintly, there was finally a hint of sunshine on his cold face, and there was a touch of expectation in his clear and cold eyes.

Feng Lingluo glanced down at the white storage bag in her hand, the storage bag was embroidered with a petite irise, the light blue matched the white snow-like fabric very well, and it didn't look awkward at all.

Feng Lingluo held the storage bag in his hand, and the white storage bag fell on the warm palm of his hand, it seemed that Yan Chimu should cherish this storage bag very much, so he kept it on his body.

The moment she held the storage bag in her hand, Feng Lingluo had a familiar feeling for a moment.

Feng Lingluo nodded, this was the first time she didn't question the words of outsiders, and the first time she felt that this thing must be a good thing.

With anticipation, Feng Lingluo gently touched the mouth of the storage bag with her fingers, and as soon as she touched it, the pocket opened.

Feng Lingluo put his hand in, and soon took out a flute as green as jade from inside, the flute was like a crystal, very bright under the sun, and a faint aura lingered in Feng Lingluo's hand.

Feng Lingluo felt that this thing was very familiar, as if this thing was originally hers.

Feng Lingluo used to be the daughter of a folk music family, and she has been exposed to many ancestral musical instruments since she was a child, so she will use many folk musical instruments.

Later, because of the degeneration of the family and the death of her parents, she worshipped a person with a high Taoism and learned the technique of catching ghosts and demons.

So using these instruments can actually purify it, and the effect is better.

Feng Lingluo put the flute in his hand to his lips and blew it gently, the familiar movements, the brisk fingers beating briskly on the flute, the crisp sound echoed throughout the cave, and the pleasant sound of the collision of warm jade made the bats also drowsy.

Feng Lingluo also felt surprised, this flute is too amazing, she thought it would alarm the strange bats, but she didn't expect to control the strange bats and make them fall into a coma.

Gu Jingqing was also shocked, it had already taken defensive measures, and now it was good, the strange bats had been blown to sleep by Feng Lingluo.

Jun Lan originally wanted to stop Yan Chimu when he said something to Feng Ling, but when he saw the thing in Yan Chimu's hand, he stopped, he always felt that this thing seemed to have been seen somewhere, and it was not generally familiar, in addition to familiarity, there should be a tingle in his heart.

By the time he reacted, Feng Lingluo had already taken over.

Jun Lan twisted the wrench on his hand, looked at Feng Lingluo lightly, looked at her playing, and a figure seemed to flash in his mind, and he didn't have time to capture what it was, what color, and what figure disappeared without a trace.

After Feng Lingluo successfully sent away all the unjust souls here, he saw Yan Chimu looking at him with surprise in his eyes.

That kind of gaze is like looking at a useful prey.

Feng Ling shrank her neck and took a step back vigilantly.

"Please put away your trembling eyes!" Feng Lingluo hugged her arms and said with a smile.