Chapter 878: Uncontrollable Grief
Nie Yunwen slowly raised the flute and brought it close to her lips, in order to ensure the absolute effect, she exhaled and blew lightly, and poured the pure wood spiritual power from the cause and fruit tree on her body into the flute itself.
A melodious tune suddenly echoed on the bright red earth, Nie Yunwen forced her eyes, and her brows gradually frowned as she played......
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Dusty Dust and Shen Qiqi had not yet arrived at the black fog at this moment, and they happened to hear Nie Yunwen's flute when it drifted from a distance.
Both men stopped in unison.
In this vast world with no end in sight, there is a flute in his hand, and the flute is very special, and only Nie Yunwen is left.
"Fa King, this flute sound should be made by Fairy Nie." Shen Niannian frowned and thought for a while, then turned his head to look at the situation and asked, "The flute is sad and desolate, is she warning us?" ”
Shen Qinian's worried expression and euphemistic tone clearly expressed one thing, he actually wanted to ask if he wanted to go back and see what was going on?
In front of others, he had always had a restrained expression and was indistinguishable, and his fingers tightened slightly.
He seemed to be listening carefully, and after a while, the hand in his sleeve relaxed, and said lightly: "No need, Fairy Nie naturally has her way, even if she is really in any danger, it will be useless for us to go back now, and only by getting the bones can we really solve her urgent need." ”
Shen Qiqi paused and nodded vigorously. He was secretly a little ashamed, if the two of them heard the slightest flute and turned back, it would be a long delay.
If Nie Yunwen could encounter urgent danger in this matter, they would not have time to go back at this time. If it wasn't some urgent danger, they wouldn't have been more handy than this Nie Fairy of the Taoyuan Sect who had handled it.
The two of them turned around and continued to walk towards the Great Sacrifice Array, but they couldn't help but speed up.
Nie Yunwen was indeed uncomfortable at the moment. Let's do it
A thin layer of black gas poured out of the flute along with the rhythm, and her whole body was a little uncontrollable.
I clearly wanted to make the tune more cheerful, but for some reason, the moment the sound appeared, I couldn't help but want to play a sad tune like cuckoo crying blood!
And these were all done with her consciousness clearly resisting. It's like someone else is manipulating her body!
Nie Yunwen knew some of the magic techniques of the Demon Dao, and even knew the inside story of refining corpses and making puppets. So after the initial panic, he calmed down.
In the current situation, not to mention the pain, the body does not even have half the stiff feeling of being paralyzed, so this is not a method in the Demon Dao to take people's bodies and harm people's lives.
When she was sure that she was safe and calmed down, she let go of her body and mind and no longer resisted the will of the flute.
Sure enough, when she stopped subconsciously resisting, all the pressures on her body disappeared.
The music exudes deep despair and sorrow, and with the blessing of the flute, it is like the original soul of the town that can be transmitted far away to the area where the original soul can be communicated.
Next to the nine-colored jade cicada array, those demon souls who originally fiercely wanted to smash the formation barrier and rush in turned out to be very strangely quiet.
Chen Xianglian, Chao Song Shu and others who were hiding inside looked at each other.
"Listen, the sound of the flute seems to have calmed them down." Song Qingci's face showed a touch of joy.
"Hmm." While the others were happy, they also thought of the flute in Nie Yun's hand.
Lian Chao is the only one in the junior who does not have a backstage