The realm of Taihang, Yecheng, in the front hall of the rudder of the thick earth.

Everyone who was drinking and feasting was intoxicated by the faint flute music, and was suddenly awakened by the sound of the qin knocking on the table, and they all looked at her angrily. Yushan and Ghost Face also woke up, and found that although Shicai only vaguely heard a few notes, a vague figure had quietly come into mind, and he wanted to squeeze out the most important person in his heart. I can't help but be frightened.

Not far away, Yang Xibao shook his head, which was a little dazed from drinking a few more glasses, and looked at Qin'er. Suddenly I remembered that the shrine maiden had never allowed a woman to be present when she played the flute a few times before. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it clearly. Moreover, perhaps because of the drinking, he had a headache when he questioned the witch.

Fang Shengsheng reacted quickly, and hurriedly said: "Doesn't the tide festival girl like the sound of the flute?" Lu Ziyu snorted in the storm: "I don't think it's right to understand music theory! It's hard to appreciate such a beautiful tune." Yushan's face changed when he heard this. Qin Er hurriedly pulled his hand, and the hand that was still on the table was already tapping gently. Three urgent, two slow, three slow and two urgent, the cycle repeats.

The crowd listened to her tapping sound monotonously and tastelessly, and they were laughing at her when she brought humiliation on herself. Suddenly, Qin'er tapped the table, and Lu Ziyu, who was about to stand up, somehow sat heavily on the chair with her hand gently patting it down. The knocking sound was heard again. This time, the people in the hall only felt that their minds were active and cheerful with this monotonous voice. Many of the worries, disturbances, and heart-stopping things on weekdays have disappeared.

The witch who was treating Sun Qi'an in the wing room suddenly heard a crisp percussion sound, and the "Dream Song", which I don't know how many times I played on weekdays, almost broke the beat. She was so frightened that she was about to concentrate on playing again, but she found that her heart couldn't calm down. The past, the past, and the things she wanted to forget came one after another, making her worried, sad, and unforgettable, and she wanted to leave everything behind and find a pure place to cut off all her troubles, and never ask about the world.

And Sun Qi, who was already sleeping deeply under the sound of her flute, also opened his eyes in the sound of percussion, and the past events on the grassland and in the Daishan Mountains flashed in his half-asleep consciousness, completely submerging the vague figure that came uninvited and was deeply rooted in the heart.

Seeing that Sun Qi woke up, the peerless sound was shocked and hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue. The pain and the smell of blood forced her to suppress her thoughts. She barely blew out a few notes, causing Sun Qi to fall back asleep. Then put the half-unoff veil back on, pick up the flute and get up and go out. She wanted to see who was so bold as to disturb her flute music.

The realm of Middle-earth, the main shrine of the fine willow battalion.

In the dim hut, Zhong Da was full of evil anger and shook his hand. Under the withered blade of ten thousand bones, Shang Junze's withered body scattered and fell to ashes. This flick seemed to exhaust all his strength, and Zhong Da stood in a daze for a long time before he came back to his senses. Sun Xiang's soul has returned to the Yellow Sand Realm in the Ten Thousand Bones Withered, and the inside of the house is full of Shang Junze's ashes. Zhong Da glanced at the tablet of the unnamed tenth generation leader, took a deep breath, and pushed the door out.

Under the dark red sky, thousands of miles of yellow sand are like blood. Shang Junze's soul gradually solidified, and after staying for a long time, he remembered that he was clearly dead, why was he here?"Is it an accident?" A cold voice sounded, Shang Junze turned around in shock and found that it was Sun Xiang. I don't know how long he stood behind him, Shang Junze took two steps back: "What kind of place is this?

Sun Xiang said slowly: "Ten thousand bones are dry in the yellow sand realm. Elder of the Military Throne, you are now part of the withered bones. Soon, it will also be a part of my Sun Xiang's soul body!" "What did you say?" Shang Junze only understood the first sentence, "In the withered bones, there is such a world?"

Sun Xiang raised his left hand slightly: "Among the holy knives, there is naturally nothing different. A black breath came out of his hand and turned into a demon with only a head. opened his bloody mouth and bit at Chaoshang Junze. "What kind of monster is this?" Shang Junze was stunned, busy trying to resist. But he forgot that he was already a soul body, and where would there be any true essence to use. One move was useless, and he was bitten by the evil ghost, and he was hit in the right shoulder. The soul body suddenly became a little thinner.

Sun Xiang's soul power urged again, and several evil ghosts rushed out and bit Shang Junze's soul body. "Ahh Not to mention the severe pain. In Shang Junze's miserable screams, Sun Xiang had already bullied him in front of him and passed by with a palm through his head. Shang Junze's soul body was suddenly shattered into wisps of black qi, and was swallowed by the demons.

"Yet!" Sun Xiang pinched and drank softly. The evil ghost returned to the body and sent the soul power of the soul body transformation into Sun Xiang's body. Sun Xiang closed his eyes and refined, and after a long time, he raised his head and opened his eyes, looking at the dead wood in the sky: "Senior Brother Fu, I have created the opportunity for you, but you must seize it! Hahahaha......"

In the midst of wild laughter, the big sleeves flicked, and several black gases came out. The wind turned into shape, all of which were Sun Xiang's appearance, and scattered away. "Drink!" Sun Xiang slammed his palm into the air, like a heavy hammer hitting porcelain. There was a crisp sound, and cracks appeared in the space. The scattered Sun Xiang clones started at the same time. The yellow sand realm shook violently, almost collapsing.

The realm of Taihang, Yecheng, the rudder of the thick soil.

The sound of percussion kept coming from the antechamber, and the sound was in the ears. The flute in the hand of the peerless sound kept waving, and the strong wind poured into the flute to make a sharp whistling sound, resisting the percussion sound in the ears. The antechamber was approaching, and there was no imaginary noisy sound of drinking and feasting, only the disturbing sound of percussion. Peerless Yin was puzzled, and stepped into the hall: "Who is it?" After seeing that it was a strange woman knocking on the table, she was even more angry, and shouted: "How can there be a woman here?"

Qin'er had stopped beating, and when she said this, she chuckled, "Aren't you a woman?" The peerless sound was caught off guard, and she was caught up. The tapping stopped, and everyone in the hall had just come to their senses when they saw such a scene, all of them opened their mouths wide, and fell into a stupor.

Seeing the reaction of everyone in the hall, the anger in the eyes of the peerless sound was high, and a "look for death!" The flute drove the whistle and hit the back of Qin'er's hand. Look at the momentum, if it is struck, Qin'er's hand will definitely be abolished. However, everyone in the hall, including Yusugi and Ghost Face, didn't think that the witch peerless sound was ruthless. After all, Qin'er's movements are too light, even if they are all women.

"Yo, I'm angry!" Qin'er withdrew her hand, and when the flute missed, she reached out and grabbed it with lightning speed. The peerless sound was so angry that he forgot to dodge and was caught again. He trembled with anger, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. Yushan couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted in a low voice: "Qin'er!"

Qin'er has always cared about her brother very much. Don't look at the fact that she always bullies Yushan on weekdays, but as long as Yushan is a little angry, she immediately behaves like a cat. Especially in front of so many people today. Qin'er stuck out her tongue and glanced sideways. In a flash, he sat back down beside Yushan, grabbed the corner of his clothes and shook it lightly.

Yu Shan gently slapped her hand away, stood up and bowed to the peerless sound: "This girl, Qin'er is young and stubborn, please ask Haihan if you offend." If the girl is really angry, what punishment will be borne by the next force. That's a pretty good point.

Unexpectedly, the peerless Yin Li ignored it, and sneered at Ji Weiyu, who was sitting on the main seat: "Sect Master, is this the guest you invited?" Ji Weiyu, the master of the first sect, was embarrassed by this sentence, and he didn't know how to answer. Seeing this, Yang Xibao hurriedly got up, and also clenched his fists and bowed like a feather feather: "Witch, these three are my friends, and they have nothing to do with the sect leader. If the witch has any punishment, just go to Yang!" Listening to the meaning of his words, the status of the witch seems to be a line higher than that of the sect leader.

The witch peerless sound ignored it and stared straight at Ji Weiyu. Ji Weiyu was furious in his heart, but the person who came was a guest, and someone came forward to take the responsibility, so he couldn't say anything more. Yu Shan and Yang Xibao felt guilty, and the witch would never get up and sit down if she didn't speak. The rest of the people know that they are soft-spoken, and who dares to speak?

But the initiator of the matter, Qin'er, sneered: "I just casually touched you two without your consent, and you couldn't bear it, and you secretly engraved your figure in the depths of other people's hearts without your consent, and did you consider the feelings of others?" "What?" As soon as these words came out, the hall was in an uproar, and everyone's faces showed a look of surprise.

The shrine maiden's eyes became even colder, and she turned to look at Qin'er. Storm Lu Ziyu said: "What nonsense are you talking about! The witch girl has saved many brothers in my sect with this song. We are grateful, and we admire in our hearts, what's wrong?" everyone in the hall agreed, and when they looked at Qin'er again, there was no trace of kindness in their eyes. Even Fang Shengsheng was no exception.

Qin'er ignored him and looked at Ji Weiyu: "Dare to ask this sect leader, since the establishment of your sect, is there only this witch?" Although Ji Weiyu didn't know why she had this question, she still shook her head and said, "Definitely." Shrine maidens are also passed down from generation to generation. "Very good," Qin'er looked at Lu Ziyu again, "Then didn't the witch before her heal you and your brothers?"

"This ......" Lu Ziyu didn't know how to answer. Because he was pulled back from the ghost gate by the previous witch several times, but he was silent at that time. Looking at his expression, Qin'er was relieved, and looked at Ji Weiyu again: "Since there is more than one witch, does every witch speak to the head in this tone?" Or does your sect always treat witches so well that they can override the head of the house?"

"Of course not. Ji Weiyu shook his head. The heads of the past generations just maintained courtesy and politeness to the witch, and the witch before the peerless sound later apostatized, or took her down with her own hands and executed her in public, how could there ever be a trace of soft-heartedness?

He was shocked, and hurriedly suppressed this idea that arose for no reason, and said to Qin'er: "But after all, girl, you are too rude to be suitable. Under the anger of the witch, it is normal for people to be inferior. Qin'er looked at him and shook her head slowly: "It's not saved." Stretched out his hand and pulled Yushan, who was still bowed down: "Brother, senior brother, let's go!"

"Wait!" The witch screamed, "You slander me like this, and you want to leave?" Qin'er smiled: "You are also a person who enters the Tao from music, don't you know that the song that bewitches the mind like "Dream Song" is a taboo on the right path of music?"

The peerless sound also smiled: "I only know that I have saved countless people with this song!" Qin'er said: "That is to say, you have bewitched the minds of countless people?

"You-" Seeing that Ji Weiyu's face changed slightly because of this, the peerless sound knew that he had become suspicious, and the words of Shicai were only because he was a member of the sect and this woman was just an outsider. No longer arguing with her at the moment, the flute in his hand drew a sharp voice: "Then let me teach you the right way of music!"

When Qin'er heard this, she was about to pick up the piano with her backhand, but she suddenly stopped, stretched out a finger and shook it at her: "You are not worthy of listening to my piano sound!" "Arrogance!" The peerless sound's eyes flashed, and he actually used the flute as a sword and flew to stab Qin'er.