Whining. The sound of the flute began again. Floating in the night sky, but not like the first time the gray "how lonely"

The melodious and crisp sound of the flute is entangled in the bold piano sound. The wildness is mixed with the gentle aftersound, and the rush adds a lot of warmth and pride to the songs, and the "rivers and mountains laugh, smoke and rain are far away." The charm of the game is brought into full play.

The night wind also seemed to be excited, whirring and rushing here, blowing everyone's clothes and clothes, and the piles of bonfires flashed left and right, "The ensemble of the piano and flute is simply seamless, and it is rare to hear it in the world."

The six girls of Yanlan were blown by the wind and their long hair danced like silk, but they still stared at Yue Qianchou intently, as if the lingering sound of the flute was also coming from the strings under his ten fingers. Everyone didn't think that it was someone else who was playing the flute, because the sound of the flute was looking for the right point of insertion, and those who were intoxicated with it only felt that the music was more beautiful and lyrical.

Yue Qianchou found that his mouth stopped, and he kept playing the piano song to cooperate with the people who were singing. Turning her head to look at the masked woman who was blowing the flute next to the mountain pavilion, the night breeze obviously came at the right time, wrapping the mysterious woman's figure beautifully.

The green veil covering the face was blown obliquely, although the true face was not revealed, but the goose-egg-like smooth and round forehead was already half exposed.

Yue Qianchou stared at her, but she didn't know that her eyes under the green gauze were also looking at him. Fingers play the strings, lips blow the flute, with such a tacit understanding, the two seem to have a heart, around this song heart to heart, everything is in plain sight. A few wisps of confidant's affection quietly brewed in the eyes of the two,

Fang Ming is probably in these scattered cultivations. The only person who was not immersed in it, in a slight trance, immediately woke up as soon as he heard the sound of the flute. Now that I see that the mysterious woman is actually playing with this Niu Youde Qin Xiao, it is false to say that she is not jealous. But what about jealousy, you can only keep it in your heart"

Fang Ming's gaze fell on the four brothers who were singing loudly, his expression hesitated, and then a trace of parting ruthlessness flashed. The footsteps moved lightly, slowly retreating towards the periphery, and the range of movement did not dare to be too large, wanting to leave before everyone came to their senses.

It's not that he doesn't want to invite the four brothers to go with him, but he is afraid that he will alarm the others, and he won't be able to get out at all. Because Niu Youde gave him the last chance. He has already given up. The matter of abandoning his colleagues in the Xiuzhen Realm in order to save his life didn't start with him, but he left a little late, and if he left while Yue Qianchou was still immersed in playing and singing, I was afraid that he would really run away. But now that Yue Qianchou is sober, with his cultivation, how could Fang Ming run away under his nose.

The afterglow in Yue Qianchou's eyes swept away, capturing Fang Ming's gradually withdrawing figure, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth sneered. Although I have done a lot of things in the next work, I really haven't played the matter of abandoning my brothers.

The sound of the "rattle" piano sounded irritably, which startled the singing crowd, woke up, and looked at Yue Qianchou. The euphemistic sound of the flute also stopped. I saw that Niu Youde stood up, threw the guqin into the storage bag, stared at one place and said in a deep voice: "Fang Ming, where do you want to run?"

Fang Ming's figure froze in place and slowly turned around. He said casually: "Niu Youde, what do you mean by this? Do I want to go where I have to inform you first? This is a ghost village, not your home, no matter how powerful you are, it is not your turn to call the shots here."

Everyone's eyes were all focused on him, everyone was not a fool, combined with the antecedents, they naturally guessed that Fang Ming wanted to run. His four brothers looked at him silently, and the expressions on their faces were really complicated."

"I don't call the shots about anything else, and I'm too lazy to call the shots. But you raised your hand and nodded at him, and said indifferently: "I gave you one last chance, but you don't want to." By the time I play this song, your life is no longer your own. ”

Of course, Fang Ming would not sit idly by, the ants were still stealing, let alone people. His chest rose and fell: "Niu Youde, whoever can prove that the song you play and sing must be made by Yue Qianchou."

Everyone understands the meaning of the words, but they all hear the meaning of cheating, at least everyone thinks that this song is a masterpiece of Yue Qianchou at this time.

"I guessed that you are not only a liar but also a scoundrel. Yue Qianchou said expressionlessly: "But in addition to liking people with virtue, I also like to be a spicy judge, it is not a pity for people like you to die, I sentence you to death!"

"What do you want to do?" Fang Ming was shocked. I thought that the other party would have some scruples in the ghost village, and he was ready to take advantage of his tongue, but looking at the virtuous appearance of this cow, it seems that he is going to be hard. So while moving towards the Rang Pavilion, he said: "This is the ghost village, it's not your turn to come here."

His eyes looked at the one-armed old man for help. He also knew that the other party's cultivation was higher than his own, and he couldn't run away if he wanted to, so he could only hope for the one-armed old man who guarded the ghost village.

"Hmph!" Yue Qianchou snorted coldly, and his figure "whoosh." With a movement, he slid over the dwarf grass on the ground, bypassed several bonfires, and directly approached Fang Ming.

In the midst of everyone's uproar, Fang Mingda "Xiao Xiao released a flying sword. Jumped on it and flew towards the mountain pavilion. The only opportunity is there, and if you don't run there, you can run anywhere.

However, how could his speed in the early stage of his infancy be so fast that he was so fast. In an instant, the sound of breaking the air behind him was approaching, and Fang Ming was so frightened that he exclaimed: "Senior help, senior save me!

The scream stopped abruptly, and Yue Qianchou slapped a palm behind him, and a cloud of white smoke suddenly appeared from Fang Ming's body, quickly entering Yue Qianchou's palm. Immediately afterwards, I saw Yue Qianchou wave his hand and slapped a palm of the wind, "Poof." With a bang, Fang Ming instantly turned into smoke and dust.

The scattered cultivators were so shocked that they couldn't speak. I didn't even see what was going on, "Just two palms! I caught up with two palms, and I actually broke the bones of a monk in his infancy, and I didn't even see a piece of slag, what kind of trick is this, it's a little too terrifying."

Everyone didn't see it, but the veiled woman and the one-armed old man saw it clearly, and the fang was clearly turned into a dry corpse skeleton by Niu Youde's palm, and then he was slapped into dust with a palm.

"Sucking Stars**". The delicate body of the veiled woman shook slightly, and the red lips under the green veil murmured, "Sure enough, it's him."

If the previous sentence was heard by Yue Qianchou, he would definitely be very surprised, although his trick of absorbing stars** was not the first time, but there were definitely only a handful of people who knew that the name was star-sucking**. At least no woman knows.

After the one-armed old man clearly witnessed the power of this palm, his pupils contracted sharply, and the shock in his eyes was unmistakable. After Fang Ming died, the flying sword under his feet still rushed towards the mountain pavilion, and the one-armed old man teleported in front of the green gauze woman, and grabbed the flying sword with his hand.

Teleport! Yue Qianchou glanced deeply at the one-armed old man, he had no intention of ramming into these two people of unknown origin, he reflexively turned in the air, and immediately swept towards Fang Ming's four brothers.

After witnessing Fang Ming's tragic death, the four of them were in a daze, when they suddenly found that the person was coming at them again, and they were so frightened that they immediately jumped up and fled. However, the four-person net jumped up, and they found that they had been shrouded by a gas machine.

Yue Qianchou volleyed into the air, slapped a palm towards the four people below, and four puffs of white smoke "swished." Soar into his palm. Now that he has already made a move, he doesn't mind taking on the charge of indiscriminate killing of innocents to cut down the roots!

Everyone was following and looking up, and when the net saw the four rings of the palm, they suddenly heard a rushing roar shooting through the air. Looking back, the one-armed old man in the mountain pavilion made a move, and the flying sword that fell in Fang Ming's hand carried a magnificent silver light as soon as he took off his hand, faintly accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, and shot towards Yue Qianchou who was in mid-air.

A strong gust of wind followed the flying sword. Everywhere he went, the bonfires went out, and the people below were even more painful from the strong wind. Looking at this situation, those two masters are going to fight, who dares to sit there and not move, it is not fun to be affected. The birds and beasts scattered one after another, and it was too late to dodge, so if you wanted to see the excitement, you had to stay away.

Yue Qianchou Net solved the four people with one palm, and immediately saw the flying sword rushing towards him, and he arrived in front of him in a hurry. When the flying sword was still a few meters away, a strong storm had already hit first, and he could barely stand on his feet when he was suspended in the air. I was shocked, this old guy is so high in cultivation!

Without saying a word, the volley raised his body again, and the golden trick worked, and slapped it towards the flying gangster who passed below. "Bang. With a bang, the flying sword that was engulfed by the strong air flow could no longer withstand the pressure, and immediately exploded into a ball of silver powder and flew everywhere!

Below the campfire "Boom." was extinguished by the air current, and the four dried corpses were also turned into dust on the spot.

Dai Mei under the green veil frowned slightly, Yue Qianchou killed Fang Ming and said the past, but even these four people did not let go, she couldn't stand it anymore. She has been compassionate all her life, and she hates indiscriminate killing of innocents the most.

The one-armed old man saw that the flying sword was actually slapped into dust by the other party's palm, his eyes flickered, and a high-spirited battle intent gradually overflowed from the stump, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Yue Qianchou.

Ghost Village didn't allow anyone to make trouble casually, but Fang Ming collided with someone who shouldn't have been bumped, so he didn't stop Niu Youde from killing Fang Ming. But after this Niu Youde killed Fang Ming, he turned around and killed four more people, and he didn't take himself as the guardian of the ghost village in his eyes at all.

If the rules here are broken, it is natural to teach. didn't expect this Niu Youde to be able to smash the flying sword he released with one palm, "And it's smashed, this cultivation is quite scary." He was confident that he could easily shatter an ordinary flying sword with one palm, but it was impossible for him to crush the flying sword into dust.

He now suspects that Niu Youde is a certain master of the Transformation Stage who concealed his identity and deliberately came to make trouble. Because even he can't see through the virtuous cultivation of the cow, the virtuous cultivation of the cow can be imagined. For a while, the battle intent was boiling, who knew that the network slowly moved half a step, and a light sigh suddenly sounded in his ears: "Forget it, this person's background is not simple." It also has a lot to do with Langzhu, let him go!" "Miss knows this person?" The one-armed old man was stunned, and replied, "Who is he?"