The night wind has been blowing, and she sent all her senior brothers away with her own hands, Wu Qixia was already numb, but Song Pingcun did not let her go. Just as she was about to make her last struggle, Song Pingcun looked at her frightened face, looked down, and nodded at the trembling that was hidden under the wide robe.

It was this action that made Wu Qixia kindle her last hope and agreed to Song Pingcun's request.

It was almost midnight, and the man in the blue suit, who was Wu Qixia's former brother, hurried here. He smelled the strong smell of blood in the distance, and a sense of foreboding suddenly surged in his heart. When he saw his sister Wu Qixia leaning on the boulder alone, her life and death uncertain, and the worry in his heart was even worse.

He cautiously approached, trying to confirm his sister's condition. However, just as he was about to touch Wu Qixia, a dagger suddenly stabbed through his side, hitting him straight to the heart.

"Uh......" Senior Brother Zeng's eyes widened, and he looked down at the dagger on his chest, his face full of disbelief. He glared at Wu Qixia with both eyes, but found that his junior sister's eyes were full of fear and despair.

"For ...... Why? Senior Brother Zeng struggled to spit out a few words, but he couldn't get an answer. His body collapsed limply, his eyes wide and dead.

Wu Qixia trembled her hands, looked at the senior brother who fell in front of her, and tears slid down. She is like a puppet now, what Song Pingcun asked her to do. There was nothing she could do but retreat.

If it weren't for Song Pingcun's "lustful" gaze that made her feel that she still had the possibility of living, she wouldn't even have the strength to hold a dagger. However, at this time, under the gaze of Song Pingcun, who turned out from behind the boulder, she took out an iron flute from Senior Brother Zeng, who had died just now, and smirked.

And Song Pingcun, the initiator of all this, walked out from behind the boulder at this moment, and was standing not far away watching all this coldly. He didn't have any mercy, because these people were self-inflicted. He walked up to Wu Qixia and looked at her cheeks with tears running down, and there was no wave in his heart.

If it weren't for Wu Qixia's strange search for this man in a blue suit, Song Pingcun wouldn't want to come over. But at this moment, he stepped forward and grabbed the iron flute, only to find that this iron flute was different, this should be the relic of a certain senior, and each hole of the iron flute is next to each other The upper and lower mouths, unlike the ordinary flute with only one mouth, this iron flute is two.

Putting it on the side of his mouth and blowing gently, trying to send the breath through one hole and two holes alone, Song Pingcun was sure that this iron flute was really a very powerful sound and rhythm weapon, not only the material was hard, but more special was that it could suddenly emit the sound of yin and yang at the same time.

The design of the two blowing holes requires a person who has a very precise grasp of the breath to do it, and the average music practitioner can only play the yin and yang separate rhythms alone, and at the same time emit the yin and yang double tones, then I don't know that the attack can be infinitely improved, but can make the rhythm change infinitely.

One front and one back, one left and one right, and it can even be a combination of internal and external sonic attacks, I think Wen Hui must like it very much.

After searching the iron flute, Song Pingcun did not let Wu Qixia return to the back, but asked her to continue to wait. Wu Qixia didn't know who to wait for, and it wasn't until dawn that Song Pingcun asked strangely, "Do you still have two senior brothers?" ”

Wu Qi Xia looked at Song Pingcun blankly, as if she didn't know who he was referring to!

Song Pingcun looked at her condition, estimated that she was too stimulated, and added: "It's the two people who escorted the Situ family's merchant ship." ”

"They have already gone back to the sect. Not long after you left in Ruifeng City, the two senior brothers returned on their own and did not stay. Wu Qixia was shocked in her heart, how many people would kill before she would stop!

Song Pingcun looked at Wu Qixia as if he was not a lie, and then said, "Let's go, take me to see the ruins." You'd better not lie to me! ”

Wu Qixia nodded weakly, she knew that she had no way out, and she herself was a lamb to the slaughter. She could only take Song Pingcun to that ruin, as for what the result was, she didn't even have a chance to think about it, and she even refused to think about it in her head.

The two of them walked towards the depths of the ditch one after the other. Wu Qixia prayed silently in her heart, hoping that this relic would bring them some hope and a future.

And Song Pingcun followed behind with an indifferent face, he didn't know what would be in this ruin, but he didn't have much hope that these fledgling Immortal Sect disciples would dare to go.

Wu Qixia was a little sluggish in front of the way, and Song Pingcun followed behind, constantly calculating in his hand what was strange about this place.

Looking at the mountain situation, the shape did not feel too special place, until the middle of the two mountains to the ditch, the lush vegetation will be this ten zhang long ditch covered, if not approached, I don't know that there is a deep ditch in the place where a small spiritual spring the size of an arm flows.

"This is it." Wu Qixia pointed ahead and said, "That sound and rhythm mechanism is in the middle of the ditch, go down to the end." ”

Based on this sentence, Song Pingcun was sure that these people were really damned, and when he lied to himself, he said that he was bottomless, and he didn't mention anything about the music, but now it is showing one truth after another.

"Go down" Song Pingcun didn't have a trace of fear, this kind of place that could make a disciple like Wu Qixia pay attention to it was not much of a big deal, so he didn't hesitate at all.

But Wu Qixia blushed with shame, and walked all the way, finally suppressing the torture in her heart, but at this moment she was blushing by Song Pingcun's words. "My lord, I can't go down!"

"You can't get down two feet wide?" Song Pingcun thought that Wu Qixia was unwilling to go down because of the danger, and said coldly.

"My lord, the lower it goes, the narrower it gets, I really can't go down." Wu Qixia didn't care about being shy at the moment, she raised her hand to press her wide robe from her neck, and the towering curve made Song Pingcun finally understand why.

But he couldn't let Wu Qixia wait here.

"How do I know if what you said is true or false, go down. If you really can't go down, you come up again. Song Pingcun still said coldly.

"My lord......" Wu Qixia also knew that she couldn't avoid it, so she could only agree, but then she asked hesitantly: "How to go down?" ”

Song Pingcun was stunned for a moment, these Immortal Sect disciples wouldn't have not even mastered the most basic common sense of cultivating immortals! "You can't jump?"

Wu Qixia nodded and shook her head again. Although her face was full of shame, she sighed in her heart, these are not things that she, a disciple who has been in the beginner for three years, can learn, how can this mortal understand. But is he really mortal?

Looking at Wu Qixia, who was ashamed but taken for granted, Song Pingcun was already very speechless about the Immortal Cultivation Sect in the Jin Yao Continent, these most basic things in the Chenming Continent were actually very difficult for these disciples who were already walking outside. He looked around, and suddenly saw a big tree beside him, and his heart moved, and he went to the bottom of the tree, and broke off a thick branch. Peel off the bark and quickly roll it into a long rope.

"You hold on to the rope and I'll send you down." Song Pingcun said, handing the rope made of bark to Wu Qixia.

Wu Qixia was stunned, obviously she didn't expect Song Pingcun to let her operate like this, so she could only bite the bullet and go down slowly.

Song Pingcun stood on the edge of the ditch, pulled the rope hard, and descended foot by foot, about two feet, and Wu Qixia's pitiful voice came from below, "My lord, I really can't go down!" ”