Chapter Ninety-Six: The Flute

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As soon as these words came out, Luo Tianming frowned slightly, but immediately chuckled and sighed: "It seems that there is nothing to talk about?"

He shook his head, and continued: "This battle is clearly bound to be lost, so why add casualties?"

As these words came out, eight pillars of aura light suddenly rose into the sky in the surrounding space, and the terrifying power spread out from the sky, bringing people a strong sense of oppression, and they couldn't help but feel afraid.

Eight powerhouses at the peak of the Knowing Saint Realm.

Moreover, King Mu of Yun Mu Kingdom, Mu Qingyou of Mu Qing Clan, and Ye Han Xuan of Cangyun Country are among them.

Luo Xixi immediately cleared up and waved his jade hand.

Thundered.

In the distance of the sky, a torrent-like aura invaded out, and the black-pressed Xuanyu Army flew towards this side, Yu Tianchen's figure flashed, and the breath of the peak of the Knowing Saint Realm was like a dragon's breath.

Behind the black and oppressive Xuanyu Army, there was a red shadow like a blood tide, and when he looked closely, there were countless guards wearing blood-red armor and holding blood-red spears.

Red Oni.

But the right prime minister's right empty sleeve is obviously not among them, led by the other two peak powerhouses of the Knowing Saint Realm.

Zuo Xiang Zuo Chengdao also made a move, and the white aura of the forest surged, lingering all over his body, and the momentum of the Holy Realm was undoubtedly exposed.

In just a few breaths, the royal family's hole cards were exhausted, and it also gained a lot of momentum.

"Boom. ”

At this moment, a deafening roar resounded in the direction of the study, and then almost everyone saw several figures rising into the sky, standing in the air.

They are all the masters of the study, and they also have the strength to know the Holy Realm.

Li Fangxiu is also among them.

Luo Tianming frowned slightly, and sneered: "This is a matter between the Qi Wangfu and the royal family, and Nanxi Study wants to be involved?"

Zhuang Nantian glanced at him and said coldly: "In this situation, can Nanxi Study still be alone?"

Luo Tianming smiled, sighed and shook his head, "Okay, very good." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he waved his fingertips slightly.

Beside him, Luo Mubai's teacher Nan Yin suddenly flipped his palm, holding a somewhat cold snow-white jade flute, a touch of deep groaning in his eyes, and even if he no longer hesitated, he put the flute to his mouth, and the breath in his body surged, slowly blowing into the flute.

"Woo. ”

The sound of the flute is ethereal and secretive, and it can't help but make people think deeply.

Nanyin's heart flickered, and on the snow-white jade flute, there was a brilliant color flowing out, and finally it turned into a mysterious sound wave that spread far away in all directions.

The ethereal flute sound came slowly, and the whole space seemed to freeze for a moment, and everyone didn't have much movement, and some stunned fixed their eyes on Nanyin's body.

Looking at this scene, Xiao Che's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, he knew what this flute meant, if the person who heard the flute sound, if he had the poison of the 'death fluid' in his body, he would die on the spot.

"Ahh

Xiao Che clenched his fists tightly, eager to prick his palms with his fingertips.

Those division commanders didn't have to suffer such upheaval, all because of his Xiao Che's arrogance and self-proclaimed clever nerdy behavior.

Looking at this scene, Zhuang Nantian's eyes were red in an instant, and he shouted angrily in a torn voice: "Luo Tianming, what did you do?!"

Luo Tianming sneered: "It's just some afterlife liquid." ”

Then, one after another screams of pain rang out, and in just a few breaths, dozens of division commanders could no longer move.

The inexplicable panic spread among the people in Nanxi's study.

Listening to the miserable screams, Xiao Che closed his eyes fiercely, his face was full of hideousness, and there was blood and water flowing down between his fists, which was extremely dazzling.

Beside him, Dazhi was also in great pain.

"Stop!"

Zhuang Nantian shouted angrily, stomped on the soles of his feet, and the body turned into a streamer phantom burst out, his five fingers suddenly turned into fists, and the vast fist swept out, smashing down at Nanyin.

The corners of Luo Tianming's mouth stirred up a cold arc, and his body flashed in front of Nanyin, and the breath around his body poured out like a, and with a twist of his elbow, Sen Bai's sharp palm wind steadily resisted Zhuang Nantian's punch.

At the same time, Luo Tianming's faint smile came out.

"Dean Zhuang, acting like this in front of me is a bit too inconsiderate, right?"

He smiled slightly, and continued, "If you have this time, Dean Zhuang might as well think about my previous proposal. ”

As he spoke, the wind slammed forward again, and the figures of the two of them flew upside down under the impact, staggering.

Looking at the dozens of people who had died in the study, Zhuang Nantian's face was full of pain, just a few breaths ago they were still alive and well, who would have thought that they would be full of fear and die of pain?

Zhuang Nantian's eyes were red, his eyes were about to split, and his hideous face stared at Luo Tianming indifferently, roaring like a wounded beast: "Luo Tianfang, the people of the Qi Wang's Mansion and I, Zhuang Nantian, will definitely be killed!"

Luo Tianming sneered: "I'll wait." ”

However, the smile on his face froze in an instant in the next moment, Huo Ran turned his gaze to stare at Nan Yin, and said busily: "Why don't you continue?"

Nan Yin slowly put down the snow-white jade flute in his hand, looked into the distance, and then stared at Luo Tianming's bright eyes, and slowly whispered: "King Qi, the flute is useless. ”

Luo Tianming stared at the direction of Nanxi Study, there was still an aftermath in the sky over there, but no one in the study had fallen, and there was obviously no one who was poisoned by the liquid of the dead end.

Luo Tianming frowned deeply, and said coldly: "How is it possible? Xi Fan once presented me with a tribute to the roster, and there will never be only more than ten people who are poisoned by the liquid of the dead life. ”

Immediately, his sharp eyes suddenly condensed, his straight gaze fixed on Xiao Che's body, and he said indifferently: "It's you?!"

Huo Wuming's death, Xi Fan's position as the Holy Son was taken away, and even Xi Fan's body fell, these seemingly unrelated things gradually became clear in Luo Tianming's eyes at this moment, and everything for everyone pointed to one person, Xiao Che.

Immediately after that, under the countless scorching glances, Xiao Che slowly stood up, staring at Luo Tianming coldly with clear eyes, and said coldly: "It's me." ”

Everyone's eyes froze instantly, and Rao is Zhuang Nantian's face changed drastically, looking at Xiao Che's calm face without any waves in shock.

Luo Tianming stared at Xiao Che viciously, and said coldly: "It seems that Huo Wuming's death and the seizure of the position of Xi Fan's Holy Son are not coincidences. ”

He took a deep breath and continued, "So, since you know that Xi Fan is my person, why didn't you tell Zhuang Nantian or the high-level officials of the study?"

Xiao Che glanced at Zhuang Nantian, and then spoke: "Killing Xi Fan is certainly done once and for all, but at that time, I didn't know what you were plotting for, so Xi Fan couldn't die yet." Moreover, if you really kill Xi Fan, who can guarantee that your plan will not be implemented again? Therefore, it is obviously more appropriate to monitor his every move than to kill Xi Fan. ”

Luo Tianming glanced at the study masters who were dying, and said in a deep voice: "Now it seems that the antidote to the afterlife liquid can be configured, which means that you already know very well what we are plotting, but why didn't you inform the study leaders about this at that time?"

Xiao Che's eyes showed a look of pain, clenched his fists tightly, and said hatefully: "Because at that time, Xi Fan had already begun to move, that is, at that time, I only knew about the poison of the afterlife, if I had told Dean Zhuang as soon as possible, maybe these ten or so teachers would not have died here, so I regret it now, because my self probably killed them." ”

As he spoke, he cast an apologetic look at Zhuang Nantian, to Master Li, and to the teachers of Nanxi Study, among them, many of them were poisoned first and then detoxified, although the final result was not bad, but after all, they had passed through the ghost gate.

Mu Wan'er's eyes flashed, and she only now understood that the small wooden box that Xiao Che asked Dazhi to send half a month ago was full of antidote to the poison of the afterlife, and the names and surnames of the teachers on that piece of paper were all poisoned people.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp deeply, their eyes were a little dull looking at Xiao Che's figure, and a touch of admiration faintly appeared in their eyes, although he didn't do it perfectly, and his heart was also a little lacking, but after all, he was for Nanxi Study, and he never wanted to joke with anyone's life.

If you are wrong, you are wrong, and if you are wrong, you have to change it.

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