The flute has no rhythm at all, it is completely blown with the flute as a whistle, but the sound is more high-pitched and loud, all the timbre falls on the high register, and the rapid and short continuous sound, which penetrates through the sky, bursts in my ears one after another. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

No way! This is too ugly, what is Commander Ma doing here? Do you want to attack the old way with the sound of the flute?

When I turned around, I realized that things were not what I imagined, the commander of the horse closed his eyes and played the flute intently, and a black shadow at the foot of the mountain behind him was rapidly approaching him, and before I could see it clearly, the black shadow came in an instant, and it had stopped beside the commander of the horse.

When I looked closely, it was a huge leopard, a pure black cheetah, black as a cloud of ink, without a single stray hair. This panther gives me a very bad feeling, because from it I can feel an eerie and terrifying aura, this should be a sinister puppet, although it has the appearance of an animal, but in fact it is completely different from animals, it will not have a sense of fear, nor pain, let alone fear, it can only act according to the will of the caster, it is completely a killing machine.

From the eerie aura emanating from this cheetah, I could feel that the ghost on its body was absolutely unusual.

Since Lao Dao had been facing away from me, I also saw what his expression was, so I saw him take off the wine gourd on his waist, pour a few sips of wine violently, and then slowly pull out the wooden sword, and take out a few spirit runes to wear on the sword.

At this moment, the sound of the flute of the horse commander suddenly increased again, and the flute stopped abruptly as a piercing high-frequency note blew out. I saw him use the silver flute to move forward, and the black panther was like a black lightning, bringing an afterimage and pounced on Qingsong Daochang.

Seeing this, Qingsong Dao Chang took a sip of old wine, sprayed directly on the spirit rune of the wooden sword, "Hula", a light blue flame ignited on the spirit rune, the old Taoist whispered a spell, the fire on the sword was sheng, and as he swung the wooden sword hard, the blue flame was out of the sword body at once.

The blue flames rolled in the air a few times, and suddenly transformed into a blue fire dragon, and swooped down on the black panther with lightning flashing.

The two figures, one blue and one black, collided together in an instant like two meteors, and the huge momentum made the two sides stop immediately. Instead of the imaginary collision of the sky and the earth, the fire dragon and the black panther actually merged into one in an instant, the black panther was completely engulfed by the blue flames, and the blue flames danced on the black charcoal-like body, which looked even more powerful.

It's just that the panther is not in a very good state at this time, it seems to be completely enraged, it is shaking its head vigorously, and its mouth is still letting out angry roars, and then it begins to roll on the ground, trying to extinguish these nasty flames.

However, all this was in vain, although the flames were crushed by its tumbling action, but as a spell sounded by the head of the green pine road, the blue flames rekindled, and in an instant, the black panther's hair was burned to the ground, revealing a dark red skin, as if it had been stripped of the skin.

After a few more terrible howls, the panther no longer paid attention to the flames on his body, but turned in circles on the spot, and after identifying the Qingsong Dao Chief, he kicked the ground with both feet, and rushed towards the old road with four claws.

And I had been watching Commander Ma all the time, and his behavior was very strange, and after the panther was directed by it to start attacking, he did not pay any more attention, but returned to his original form, turned his head sideways, closed his eyes, put the silver flute to his lips, and blew a melodious tune.

What is he trying to do? The genre became so fast that I couldn't get used to it. Just now, it was like the sound of a chicken's flute, but now it suddenly changed its style.

The sound of the flute is clear and long, and I can't help but calm my heart when I hear it, wash away the vulgarity, and the tune is like a pine wave, and the wind is born. The melodious flute sound will be slowly raised, tactful and ethereal, endless, like the sound of nature, the rhyme is leisurely and soft, pleasant to the ear, and like the soft chirping of the red bird.

I was immediately attracted by the sound of this flute, completely immersed in the artistic conception of this rhythm, as if in the desert with lack of water, suddenly saw the oasis on the horizon, and like a spring afternoon, the drizzle was so lingering that people unintentionally opened their eyes, yes...... I really want to get some sleep and rest now, I'm too tired......

I tried to open my eyelids a little, looked around, and saw that there was only one stone tablet beside me, so I immediately walked over, sat down, leaned on the stone tablet, and slowly closed my eyes.

But just as I was about to go to sleep, I felt a sharp pain in my ears, and I sat up straight, and immediately found that Sanchi was standing next to me, one hand twisting my ear, and still twisting it to one side.

"Oops! You let go, it hurts me to death! Fast! Let go of your hands! I shouted as I broke her fingers.

But when I grabbed her little hand, I didn't dare to move, it was weak and boneless, and it was as smooth as oil, and I was afraid that a little exertion would break her fingers.

So, I could only keep shouting at her to let go, but fortunately, she didn't continue to twist my ears, and after letting go, she smiled playfully: "I'm a little skeptical now, you can find here, don't you rely on that Qingsong Dao Chief?" Tsk, you are so weak, how can you protect me all the way back to the master, alas...... I'm so miserable, it's really unfavorable for the passing years, and I'm not a lady when I meet people. ”

No way!! I was so shocked by her words that I couldn't even feel the pain in my ears. The tone of her speech just now was completely like an untrained little girl, and then she tried to imitate the appearance of an adult and spoke, which was very different from the feeling of the thousand-year-old demon before.

Also, what is it called to meet people who are not ladylike, if you don't know if you can use idioms indiscriminately, what is this?

I am a little puzzled by this mutation in my heart, could it be that she has two personalities at the same time? Or is it that Yan Yan was not completely replaced by Sanji, but was only temporarily suppressed? But according to what her father Yan Nantian said, he tried all his means to recover his daughter, and he didn't dare to act too radically, for fear of hurting Yan Yan's body, so he could only do whatever he wanted.

But just now I clearly felt that the person who spoke did not think it was Sanchi, although I couldn't tell why, but it was this subtle feeling that convinced me. I firmly believe that it was Yanyan who spoke just now, not the reincarnated Sanji.

So, I said tentatively: "I was able to come here and did get the help of Lao Dao, but there were also other people who helped a lot, such as Yan Nantian, the Great Elder of the Phoenix Divine Temple, alas...... Unfortunately, he is in poor health and his time is numbered, otherwise he would have come with me. ”

It was important to me that I kept my eyes glued to her as I spoke, trying to determine her identity through her reactions. I have to find out her intentions, if she changes back to Yanyan and doesn't plan to follow me to the temple, then this operation will be a complete failure.

But to my surprise and relief, she suddenly glared at me and said, "What did you mention to me about him?" If it weren't for his guidance, how could you have successfully found Bagua City, when I was a fool, I couldn't even think of this. The relationship between me and him has long since ended, without my help, he would have died a long time ago, and we don't owe each other, that's all. ”

I slandered in my heart, if he hadn't saved his daughter, how could he have taken the risk of studying the life technique, how could he have the worry of his life if he didn't study the life technique, and would he still need your help. But I still didn't know what was going on between them, and I didn't know what she meant by help, so I didn't talk nonsense. Anyway, I was secretly relieved to see her turn back into Sanchi.

Then I thought, isn't that a cruel idea? Should I be glad for her or Sanji, or should I be sad that Yanyan couldn't get her body back? This question makes me very entangled, but these are all off-topic, whether she is Sanji or Yanyan, it is not for me to influence the ending, so I have to let it be.

At this time, I noticed that the sound of the horse commander's flute had already stopped, and the black panther had run up to the Qingsong Daoist at some point, and was roaring at him with its teeth and claws, but a few feet away from him, it was blocked by an invisible wall.