Time is the most valuable and the least valuable thing, and in an instant, it is the spring season, and Shen Yue is sitting alone on the edge of the cliff playing the flute.

The flute was made by himself by looking at bamboo, and before the crossing, he often played it when he was bored in the field archaeology, which was not very good.

In this other world, because of his cultivation, his breath was long, which invisibly helped him improve a lot in his flute skills.

The tactful flute sound did not have any special tune, it was completely expressed naturally in Shen Yue's heart.

Xiao Huan recently broke through the spirit beast's second-grade open speech realm and was able to speak. At this moment, he was listening to the sound of the flute and humming softly.

As a spirit animal with sonic powers, Xiao Huan is very talented in music and easily blends into Shen Yue's rhythm.

In the spring dusk when the grass grows and the warbler flies, the melodious flute is blended with the crisp beast song, which perfectly enters this piece of the world, attracting the surrounding birds and beasts to stop and listen.

At the end of the song, everything was quiet, and the birds and beasts seemed to still be intoxicated by the music, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Suddenly, the sound of trees breaking broke the harmony, and the frightened birds and beasts began to flee in all directions.

Shen Yue quickly jumped to the top of the cliff and looked into the distance, and found that there were many men dressed in black in the northwest who were running quickly, and these people kept swinging their knives and chopping down the branches and shrubs that blocked the way, and the speed almost did not slow down through the dense forest.

Shen Yue has seen many monks who have entered the mountain for various purposes in the past year, in order not to be disturbed, most of the time they have directly avoided it, but they really can't avoid it like dealing with the female officials of the Neijing Division, there is really no way, and they have been forced to kill six or seven blind things.

According to his experience, it is estimated that the monks he met this time were all martial arts monks, among which there were five in the second-grade forging body realm, two in the third-grade blood fusion realm, and more than a dozen who were far behind, which should be the level of the first-grade Tongmai.

Although the Melting Blood Realm monk who ran at the front was short, he had a fierce look on his face, and he ruthlessly waved his weapon to kill in the face of birds and beasts that had no time to dodge, which made Shen Yue feel extremely disgusted in his heart.

Seeing these people forcibly make a bare path in the originally lush mountains and forests in front of the cliff, Shen Yue was moved to kill: he could obviously step on the top of the tree and fly forward, but he had to use such a way to destroy the environment and pretend to be 13, it was simply a lack of social beating!

Facing the monks who were almost in front of him, Shen Yue first beckoned Xiao Huan to take refuge in the cave, and then calmly straightened Long Hua, who was carrying his back, and waited at the top of the cliff. His long hair was simply tied in a ponytail, and at this time, his clothes were in the wind, fluttering like a fairy.

The second-grade forging body and the third-grade blood melting realm seven people who rushed in front skillfully surrounded Shen Yue, and the two third-grade monks in the lead, one tall and one short. In comparison, the short one is quite good-looking, but with messy hair and a thick and dense beard, he looks more like a down-and-down businessman.

The tall one couldn't look at it, as if he was reincarnated like a flower, with a rosacea nose and big teeth, and a big evil grin, as if he was going to eat Shen Yue.

Shen Yue looked around and sighed in his heart: Can't this group of bastards be washed? Why is it so buried? All of them were unkempt and unkempt, just like some other savages.

At this time, the short one smiled and said: "I heard someone playing music here from afar, thinking that it was rare to meet a woman, but it turned out to be a little white face, but your kid looks okay, and the uncles can temporarily treat you as a woman." ”

Everyone burst into laughter, and Shen Yue looked at his tanned yellowed skin helplessly, and said in his heart: Are you particularly color blind? I'm all yellow like this, and I'm still white-faced!