Standing on the branches of the trees in the distance, Cheng Ying, dressed in emerald green clothes and the trees seemed to be integrated, as if he was weak and weak, with the breeze blowing on the treetops, ups and downs, fluttering, but strangely giving people a feeling of stability like Mount Tai, like a spirit of nature, and like the goddess of the nine heavens descending to earth.

Lu Wushuang's protectors couldn't help but sigh, "The demeanor and bearing of this green-shirted woman is not inferior to 'White Tara', both have their own merits, and they are both immortal figures." ”

Even if the gangsters knew that this green-shirted woman was not good and was embarrassed by themselves, many of them were still overwhelmed by Cheng Ying's peerless elegance......

Just after the leader of the gangsters shouted with a fierce expression, the melodious and beautiful sound of the flute suddenly changed, revealing a trace of fierce murderous aura, as if to persuade this group of gangsters to leave early, so as not to regret it.

The leader of the gangster clearly felt the artistic conception in the sound of the flute, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, his thick arm was raised, and he was about to order his men to shoot the next volley to shoot the green-shirted woman standing on the branch.

Cheng Ying's expression remained unchanged when he saw this, Qianqianyu's fingers flew up and down, her cherry lips opened slightly, her breath was like an orchid, the sound of the flute suddenly changed again, and the sound of slaughter was like the water that broke the embankment.

"Seal your ears, hold your breath and concentrate, sink your dantian, and guard your mind!" Lu Wushuang was already aware of the change in Cheng Ying's fingering, and hurriedly whispered to remind the Dharma protectors gathered around him, although everyone did not know what he meant, but they loyally carried out Lu Wushuang's order, and immediately covered his ears with both hands and prepared concentratingly.

Sure enough, at the next moment when everyone just acted, the gangster just drew his bow. I haven't had time to shoot an arrow yet. The sound of the flute has hit.

Fang Cai is still like a natural and fascinating fairy sound. Now it has become a wave of invisible blades, fiercely inserting into the eardrums of a group of gangsters, burrowing into their minds, mournful, sad, and soothing the sound of the flute brings them into a sad and confused mood, completely forgetting the original purpose, but feeling very uncomfortable and depressed in their hearts, with infinite grievances......

This time, even the gangster led by Lu Wushuang was not spared, and Lu Wushuang resisted. And I have a deep understanding of the way of sound attack, but my face is still as usual, although those protectors are prepared, they are still difficult to resist, and at this time they have fallen to the ground, sitting cross-legged, and confronting with their strength.

Just when a group of gangsters showed sad faces and even burst into tears, Cheng Ying's tune changed, and suddenly the sound of the flute was sonorous and powerful, high-pitched and excited, as if thousands of troops were fighting. It is like a wandering swordsman walking alone, killing one person in ten steps. Thousands of miles without staying.

Lu Wushuang's body shook slightly, and he couldn't help but take two steps back before he could recover his strength, and the faces of the protectors who were meditating cross-legged changed drastically, and their bodies swayed again and again.

And the gangsters were miserable, just when the tune just changed, some people began to spurt blood one after another and fell to the ground, less than a cup of tea, except for the person in charge, all the gangsters had vomited blood, and fell to the ground in a coma.

Cheng Ying's autumn-like pupils narrowed slightly, and the sound of the flute changed again, continuously, surging, like a tide, wave after wave, wave after wave, wave after wave.

What's even more amazing is that at this time, both Lu Wushuang and the Dharma Protectors are relaxed, they can only hear the faint sound of the flute, and the sound of the flute no longer seems to contain any attack power.

But the feeling of the leader of the villain was different, he was like a small boat in the stormy sea, being swept into a huge whirlpool, and the pressure from all directions hit him like a mountain of seas, making him breathless.

"Condensing the sound into bundles, gathering in one point, and never leaking out at all, when did my cousin reach such a state!" Lu Wushuang muttered in surprise when he saw this.

Less than a dozen breaths, the blood in the mouth of the leader spurted out like no money, the throat gurgled, but he didn't say half a word and fell to the ground, his eyes were like copper bells, he really couldn't figure it out until he died, and he couldn't accept that he hadn't done it yet, so he died in the other party's weird flute sound, if it was a real knife and a real gun, he was confident that he would not lose to anyone on the other side.

It's a pity that it was because he was not convinced, and he insisted on holding on under Cheng Ying's sound attack, but he didn't know the trick of resisting the sound attack at all, and finally took his own life, which was not as good as his subordinates to resist, but he would not suffer more damage after simply fainting.

After vomiting blood for the leader and dying, the jade flute spun in Cheng Ying's hand and didn't know where she was collected, the lotus foot was light, and between the treetops trembling, Cheng Ying had already fallen towards Lu Wushuang Lingfeng.

I don't know where Cheng Ying found an emerald green metal mask to wear on his face, covering most of his face, only revealing the cherry mouth and the handsome chin, and he was blooming a soft smile and looked at Lu Wushuang.

"Sister!" Lu Wushuang was so excited that she jumped up and ran to Cheng Ying's side, and hugged Cheng Ying tightly, fortunately, she remembered that there were others present, so she couldn't call Cheng Ying's cousin directly, just in case, so she changed her mouth to sister, "Sister, why are you here, you have done me a great favor since then, otherwise it would be really tricky for so many people to besiege you! When did you become so powerful! It's really impressive! I won't be able to beat you in the future!"

Faced with a bunch of problems crackling like Lu Wushuang's cannonball, Cheng Ying helplessly stretched out his jade finger and lightly tapped Lu Wushuang's forehead, and said dotingly: "It's not safe yet! Let's get out of here quickly, and we'll talk about the rest later!"

Lu Wushuang listened to Cheng Ying's serious tone, and knew that there must be a hidden secret, so he didn't say much, waved his hand and took Cheng Ying's protectors, who had recovered slightly from Fang Cai's weakness at this time, and looked at Cheng Ying's protectors with fear, leading the horses that were still a little weak and could not be ridden and left quickly.

"Niangniang, do you want to ...... these people" The flame monk raised his hand and made a motion to wipe his neck, and asked Lu Wushuang's opinion in a low voice.

Lu Wushuang lowered his head and shook his head for a while, and said: "The first evil has been removed, I hope they can reform in the future! Otherwise, they won't be so lucky next time! Let's retreat and don't make any extraneous branches!"

Lu Wushuang raised his hand as he spoke, "Brush, brush!" The sword head wrote on a tree trunk the eight big characters "Good and evil are rewarded, so do it yourself", and then left hand in hand with Cheng Ying and the Dharma protectors.

As an aside, after these people who fainted to the ground woke up again, they saw that the boss had died tragically, and the scene of Cheng Ying wearing emerald green clothes and playing fairy music in the air was too shocking, and after seeing the warning left by Lu Wushuang, there were really eighty or ninety villains who have since reformed and repented, and from now on they will be dedicated to goodness, even in this era of war and chaos, they can enjoy a good death.

As for the other obsessive gangsters who saw that the leader was dead, they either died because of internal strife and competition for the huge amount of wealth left by the leader, or they later took refuge in other forces and finally died in the battle.

It can be seen that it is indeed "the cycle of heavenly principles, retribution is unpleasant", "good and evil will be rewarded in the end, it is not that the time has not yet come for not retribution"!!(To be continued.) )