Liu Quan's voice fell, and he heard a woman's scream not far away. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info The man's voice was sharp and harsh, making Han Feng and Liu Quan both frown: "Holy Lord, save me, save me, save my ......"

Qi Yan only shouted twice, and the scream stopped abruptly.

Han Feng and Liu Quan glanced at each other, and Liu Quan was about to rush towards the herd of horses with one arrow step, but Han Feng leaned in, and his right hand grabbed him like an iron tong: "Wait for me to go with me." With that, he untied the camel hair cloak on his body and put it on Mingxi's body, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the shoulder of the night, and flew out with his strength.

"Feng, if you see my 'Hundred Beast Dance'......" Mingxi knew that he couldn't intervene, and just wanted to remind Han Feng that he might be able to help him with the "Hundred Beast Dance", when he heard the flute of the "Hundred Beast Dance" suddenly heard near the place where the scream sounded.

The sound of the flute was completely different from what Qi Yan had played before. In contrast, Qi Yan's flute sound is no different from ordinary flute music, she is nothing more than using the "Hundred Beast Dance" as an ordinary flute, clear and long-lasting, tactful**, but when it comes to the style and artistic conception, it is not the same as the tiger roaring and bear chant blown by Mingxi. No matter how elegant and ethereal the former is, it will be difficult to get rid of the traces of people after all, but the latter is pure to nature and shakes the spirit of all things.

And now the sound of the flute is hoarse or low, if the old woman whispers, or if she weeps...... Just when people thought that there were children mixed with the horses, the sound of the flute turned into more than a dozen different sounds: roosters crowing, dogs jumping, children coughing, women scolding...... It was you who said a word to me, outlining a whole picture of the market.

The body method of blowing the "Dance of the Hundred Beasts" is also very fast, and it is in the east and the west, drilling around among the horses. This subtle body technique, coupled with the strange sound of the "Dance of the Hundred Beasts" itself, actually made the Pegasus group in chaos quiet down all of a sudden. Horses are most sensitive to hearing and smell, and now this sound is so complex that people feel dizzy and dizzy when they hear it, not to mention that they have never seen a horse in the market.

Many Pegasi listened attentively, their eyes wide as they searched for possible enemies around them. And in this chaos, Han Feng and Liu Quan had already penetrated the horses.

Han Feng didn't dare to be careless, as soon as he entered the herd, he used the ability to "pass the horse", among the heavenly horses, he suddenly turned into the same kind, and he could move forward and backward as he pleased. However, Liu Quan does not have his skills, he has not broken the barrier, he can only use the power of the green to swim on the side of the Pegasus, fortunately with more than ten days of horse farm training, Pegasus under the leadership of the snow green horse, has been accustomed to human beings, this time if it was not for the "Hundred Beast Dance" provoked, there would not have been such a big commotion.

The two of them cautiously searched for Qi Yan's figure, and at the same time, the sound of the "Hundred Beasts Dance" became more and more mixed: it has developed from more than ten different sounds to more than a hundred kinds - the sound of splashing water, the sound of fire, the sound of scolding, the sound of gladiatorial fights, the sound of chopping wood, the sound of striking iron, everything that should be.

This kind of excitement is like a very wonderful play, but Han Feng couldn't help frowning as he listened. At this moment, he was extremely sensitive to the aura around him, and he had already guessed the identity of the person who played the "Hundred Beast Dance", and at the same time, he also felt that these hundreds of sounds were mixed with each other, and he had already reached her limit, but he was afraid that he would not be able to continue to persevere.

If these voices could follow their own rules, mixed but not chaotic, their difficulties would be a thousand times higher than that of a tiger roaring and a bear groaning, but now these voices seem to have their own masters, but in fact they are all one person, sometimes confused, sometimes scattered, and it is difficult for the gods to gather, let alone shock.

Sure enough, just when Han Feng was vaguely worried, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and then a woman coughed lightly, and the already silent Pegasus group exploded all at once.

"Qingqiu!" The matter was urgent, Han Feng couldn't care about Qi Yan anymore, he shook dozens of heavenly horses in a row, and finally saw Qingqiu with a bleak face.

Qingqiu was dressed in a plain skirt, and at the moment she was barely riding on the back of a newborn pony, holding the horse's neck in one hand and the "Hundred Beast Dance" in the other. Not far away, a snow-blue figure stood under the moonlight--the snow-green horse was like a sculpture, exuding a murderous aura all around it. There was a large space around it, and Qi Yan lay on the ground with a sad face, silent.

After the mare guards around them came to their senses, they had all gathered towards Qingqiu, and the pony began to struggle strongly. Although it was born less than three months ago, it belonged to Tianma after all, and after all, it only jumped on its back, and Qingqiu was thrown off by it with a cry of surprise - fortunately, Han Feng was by his side and took her into his arms.

Facing the mare guards who came from all directions, Han Feng didn't dare to stop for a moment. At this moment, he was holding a person in his arms, although he was able to "pass through the horse", but he didn't have the ability to make Qingqiu disappear in an instant among these red-eyed Pegasus. At this moment, the defense of men and women had long been left behind, he hugged Qingqiu tightly, took three steps and made two steps, and rushed out of Shengtian when the mare's encirclement was about to close, and went straight to Xueqingma.

And at this moment, the snow green horse moved. It is extremely quiet when it is quiet, and when it moves, it has the momentum of thunder. It seemed to have calculated the time, and when Han Feng appeared, its huge body had already come to Qi Yan's side, and its huge hooves cast an ominous shadow on Qi Yan's face - it used the same trick it had used to deal with Han Feng at that time, its front hooves were raised high, and when it saw it, it stepped on Qi Yan's body.

Mo said that Qi Yan didn't have spiritual objects such as Bai Tong and Qing Wei in her body, and even if she did, she had not broken the barrier, and she was never lucky at this moment. Han Feng was too late to save Qi Yan at the moment, and Liu Quan was still behind him, so he couldn't catch up......

Qi Yan's mouth was half open, and the word "ah" had just reached her throat, and she had been trampled on by a hoof of the snow green horse.

Han Feng, Liu Quan, and Qingqiu only heard a crisp sound of "click", and immediately saw the front hooves of the snow green horse stepping on Qi Yan's neck. Qi Yan's head twisted extremely strangely, facing the three of them, her eyes were wide open, and her face was shocked, as if she was scared to death. Due to the pressure of the snow green horse's hooves, Qi Yan's white and tender cheeks were congested with blood, and they were so red that they seemed to be on fire. And in an instant, the blood flowed out of her eyes, ears, mouth, and nostrils, and her hands and feet twitched, and she never moved again.

"Ahh

Han Feng and the three of them exclaimed in unison, and they all took a step back. Han Feng protected Qingqiu behind him without thinking, but in the face of the fierce and vicious Xue Qingma in front of him, even he didn't dare to rush forward for a while.

At this moment, all three of them understood why they called Pegasus "horse beast", and when it kills, the corners of its eyes are not only full of fierce light, but also a little joy - it treats killing people as if it were fun.

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