Chapter 50: Why Are You So Heavy 5
Ye Qiqi brought the flute to his mouth and blew it on his own.
However, when the notes she played floated in the air, Mo Hanqing listened to the intermittent flute and suddenly had a feeling of wanting to die.
Although Ye Qiqi didn't have the feeling of piercing the eardrum sharply when he played the flute, this out-of-tune tune, fragmentary notes, and music scores that were blown wrong and re-blown from time to time...... It all makes people feel like they are stasis, veins, and blood and qi are blocked.
The man in the robe and black listened to her playing, and he was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.
His figure flashed like a frenzy, and flew straight towards Ye Qiqi, and snatched it towards the flute, "Enough!" Don't insult my flute anymore!! ”
Ye Qiqi blinked, and while blowing an out-of-tune tune, he quickly stepped back.
The other few people in black didn't have any music appreciation cells anyway, they just felt that the flute sounded ...... Well...... It's a bit hard to hear......
It's just that now that their bosses have already made a move, they naturally can't be left behind.
So the seven people waved the long sword in their hands and attacked Mo Hanqing again.
In the shadow of the sword light, Mo Hanqing quickly dodged the moves of the seven people, and at the same time looked for loopholes in their attacks, and for a while, he couldn't care about Ye Qiqi and the man in black in the robe.
"Stinky girl! Give me back the flute!! The expression on the black-clad man's face had become distorted.
Ye Qiqi's tune was blown all over the place, high and low, and no one could hear what she was blowing for a long time.
"Hehe, if you have the ability to rob it, I won't pay you back!" Ye Qiqi grimaced at him, and then ran all over the field with the flute.
The man in black in the robe secretly lifted his breath and followed closely behind her, but no matter how fast he accelerated, it seemed that there would always be an arm's length between him and Ye Qiqi.
It's close at hand, but you can't catch it.
After a few laps, Mo Hanqing had already eliminated all the remaining seven black-clothed people, and he turned over with his long sword and stabbed towards the black-clothed man in the long robe.
"Tsk, I can't think of that waste, it's useless so soon." The man in the robe and black only felt a murderous aura rushing towards him, and he turned around in mid-air, looked at the pile of corpses lying on the ground, squinted his eyes, and regained his foothold on the branch.
Mo Hanqing flew to Ye Qiqi's side, and snatched the flute in her hand with her hand.
"What?" Ye Qiqi was playing happily, and the flute was snatched away by Mo Hanqing.
"It's ugly." Mo Hanqing frowned, looking at her coldly, her face full of disgust.
"Did he blow it badly??" Ye Qiqi was a little unconvinced and pointed to the man in black in robe standing on the branch.
"More than that." Mo Hanqing glanced at the black shadow, no matter how grudgeful and creepy the song was, it was still a tune......
And Ye Qiqi blew ...... It's just noise......
"......" The smile on Ye Qiqi's face froze suddenly.
"You two, have you flirted enough! If that's enough, you'll die!! The man in the robe and black looked at the two people in front of him as if no one was discussing who played the flute well, and the murderous aura on his body suddenly increased sharply, and several hidden weapons pierced the sky and flew towards the place where the two of them were standing.