Chapter 3870

That's the small print of the city Lord.

Almost instantly, the cold sweat on the city Lord's face fell, and even his teeth were shaking.

When others heard such a sentence, they realized something and looked at the city Lord one after another.

The city Lord's reaction was obviously abnormal. He obviously knew this woman, but the city Lord didn't say a word before.

"Let me find out, where is our bride today?" the woman smiled, bit her finger and fiddled with the strings.

The sound of the piano hit, crazy and harsh. The sound distorted the air, broke people's eardrums, suffocated and died.

The Lin family died under the sound of the piano, which left such a strange cause of death.

Liang JunShang looked cold and fierce. He rushed directly to the woman with a long sword. Everyone in the Jianghu showed their magic powers and showed no mercy, but the other party was like a shadow. He couldn't see it clearly like a ghost. He changed his position countless times. He only heard the sound of the piano and didn't see him!

Feng youyou's ears were hurt by the sound of the piano, and almost all his tears came out, with blood in his mouth.

On the 15th, I couldn't see that Feng youyou was injured. I had a great killing intention. I said to Feng Youyou, "wait for me!"

The sound of the piano is really strange and hard to find. It is far and near. It is very evil. Many people kneel down because they can't support it. The shadow of red clothes appears in all directions. With the sound of the piano, there is a wild and sad laughter.

"Go to hell!"

"Go to hell!"

The sound of the piano is like the most venomous curse.

Suddenly——

Another instrument sounded.

It's the flute!

At first, it was low and hazy, which was not true. Later, it became more and more quiet and melodious, echoing in the world, containing endless stories and endless gloomy and fierce complaints.

The sound of the flute is like rain, pattering, thin and dense. It collides with the sound of the piano, which makes everyone present who is tortured by the sound of the piano feel a little relaxed.

When Feng youyou heard the sound of the flute, he was stunned. He looked down at the long flute he had just taken out. It was made of jade and glowed with jade. Its color was pure and clean, and its touch was cold and delicate. It was the best texture. At the same time, it was also a sacred object inherited from Jueyin Pavilion for generations. It was a soul chasing flute.

She clenched the flute nervously, and her face changed slightly.

After Feng youyou got the soul chasing flute, he never showed it to outsiders unless he encountered extremely dangerous situations. After all, in the eyes of the world, the soul chasing flute and Jueyin spectrum were destroyed along with the Jueyin Pavilion, and have long disappeared.

She only regretted that she didn't have the lower half of Jue Yin spectrum in her hand. Today, she happened to encounter the same type of sound attack. She also wanted to try the soul chasing Xiao to see how much power she could exert after practicing hard for such a long time.

But before she could play, she heard another flute.

Who is it?

The sound of the flute was as close as the rain, which wrapped Feng youyou. Instead of making her feel relaxed and relaxed, she became more and more painful. Even the scene in front of her gradually blurred. Feng youyou was a little frightened. He realized that what he heard might be different from what others heard, and wanted to call fifteen to save her.

At this time, the young man was entangled by the demon girl. She couldn't tell her mind at all. She could only bite her teeth and hold the soul chasing flute, trying to resist the sudden sound of the flute according to the upper part of the Jueyin spectrum.

of no avail!

Before the coma, she seemed to see a touch of black.

He fell heavily to the ground, his ears shed blood and lost consciousness.

The soul chasing flute in her hand vibrated slightly, as if she sensed something. It was retracted by the pale and slender fingers, dyed white and black, and indifferent. The dark pupil under her eyelashes glanced at the unconscious Feng Youyou, and turned to leave. She also held another ordinary and simple bamboo flute in her hand. The workmanship is not exquisite. It is a gadget made at will.

She stuck to the bamboo flute, stood upright against her lips, came out of the dark step by step, put on a red wedding dress, and her eyes were faint.

Everyone present was shocked when they saw the mute girl. When they realized that the sound of Xiao could resist the sound of Qin, they all approached ranbai.

Chu Zhouzhi leaned against the window and looked a little quiet. A pair of affectionate eyes looked at the girl holding the flute. He looked at it for a long time. His posture was lazy and elegant. He folded the fan and swayed gently. There was no sense of urgency that it was a big war.

The Qin and Xiao collide with the sharpest aura.

The sound of the piano became sharper and sharper,

The sound of the flute is slow.

"How could it be?!" the woman held the piano, her hands trembled, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which was unbelievable.

"How is it impossible?" the sweet and soft voice fell to my ears, like smoke, and said with a smile: "my little nine is very powerful."

The moment the woman heard the voice, she suddenly looked around, but she couldn't see a figure, "who?!"

She felt that her voice was a little familiar, but she couldn't really hear it.

Minghong's wedding dress came into view. She was flirtatious and amorous. The woman finally saw the face. It was very handsome and elegant. At the bottom of her eyes, she saw the most terrible devil.

"It's you -" the woman's pupils constricted and almost shrunk to a dark point. The emotion in her eyes clearly showed panic. Before she finished speaking, she never had a chance to speak.

A folding fan.

A trace of blood.

And a pair of clean and white hands.

The Guqin fell heavily from the air and hit the ground, making a "bang -" sound, heavy, harsh and fragmented.

Liang JunShang hurried down and didn't catch the piano. Then a body fell.

"How can you kill her directly!" Liang JunShang looked at Chu Zhouzhi. From the first meeting, he had a bad impression on this man. It was a dangerous intuition. This intuition was the biggest when he saw Chu Zhouzhi kill with his own eyes.

"Don't kill?" Chu Zhouzhi was quite surprised: "do you keep playing the piano?"

When he asked, some disciples couldn't help laughing. Later, they realized that the occasion was not quite right, rubbed their nose and shut up silently.

Liang JunShang frowned,

There were many doubts about this matter. I didn't find out who this woman was, where she came from and why she killed so many people. She also had piano skills. If she told the city master, she died directly in the hands of Chu Zhouzhi.

He almost caught the woman!

But he was forcibly interrupted by Chu Zhouzhi.

Liang JunShang's face was not very good. He looked at ran Bai with deep eyes. The girl was wearing bright red wedding clothes, with a phoenix crown and a glow. She looked still cold and had a bamboo flute in her hand.

If there was no sound of Xiao just now, I'm afraid many people could not resist the sound of Qin.

In addition to the people in Jueyin Pavilion and Yanbai, Liang JunShang couldn't think of anyone else.

"Why do you play the flute?" he asked as he approached.

Ranbai didn't pay attention to him at all, so he didn't hear Liang JunShang speak. He carefully wiped the bamboo flute in his hand. He didn't give a superfluous look, so he turned and left.

On the 15th, Feng youyou fainted and frowned. His eyes were obviously cold. Feng youyou couldn't stand the sound of the piano and left silently with her.

"Thank you very much." the city Lord was completely relieved and wiped his sweat: "without your help, I'm afraid this witch will harm Huazhou."