Chapter 2468

In the face of the enchanting strength of the wolf girl, ye QingHan is not angry. At this time, offending an ignorant existence is looking for death.

"What does the fairy want?" asked ye QingHan in a deep voice.

The wolf girl looked down at ye QingHan and said faintly, "I want you to have a soul memory, all."

Ye QingHan has a cluster between his eyebrows. If all the soul memories are given to an outsider, it's easy for others to kill themselves. He won't give his life to anyone.

"It's impossible! The fairy is trying to make it difficult." ye Qingleng refused.

The wolf woman was enchanting but vowed, "I have a hundred ways to get your soul, but you take the initiative to hand it over, which will do you the least harm. I'm considering it for you. I hope you won't make it difficult for me."

"I don't read much, don't lie to me! If all my soul memories are given to you, it's equivalent to giving my life to you. It's still the least hurt, so I want to know what's the most hurt?" ye QingHan asked disdainfully.

"The biggest harm is that I catch you and plunder your soul directly." enchanting patted the mount xuanlang king, and jumped in front of the crowd.

Ye QingHan bit his lower lip with his teeth and stared at the flower beauty in front of him. His fingertips trembled slightly. The heavy madness around him expressed his meaning at this time.

Buzz!!

Heavy crazy one earthquake, want to rush to the sky and fight!

"Are you going to force me to do it?" the wolf woman asked calmly.

WOW!

Boom!!

Ye QingHan held the handle in his right hand and directly pulled out the heavy madness. Ning said, "you're forcing me to do it. Inexplicably, I didn't know you before. What do you want to copy my soul?"

"I'm for my own use." the wolf girl glanced at Li peize and Su Zhan coldly and said calmly, "you two had better not interfere, otherwise this Beimu mountain today is your place to bury your bones."

WOW!!

The wolf girl was enchanting, her toes were empty, left the xuanlang king, waved and said, "xuanlang king, step back first, and I'll ask about the strength of sect leader Ye."

Ye QingHan knows that if the xuanlang king doesn't intervene, Li peize and Su Zhan can't intervene. Otherwise, the xuanlang king can sweep the two people. In the end, he has to face the xuanlang king and the wolf girl.

"Two Taoist brothers, please stand aside first, and I'll ask for advice on the immortal method of enchanting fairies." ye QingHan said in a deep voice.

WOW!!

Su Zhan and Li peize retreated to the rear. Even ye Zhizun was much more honest and hurried to the rear.

The dark wolf king is a foot tall, much bigger than the cow. His limbs are powerful and his eyes are red. He has the ability to turn into shape. He is all powerful. However, the wolf family is too proud to turn into shape. Unless the situation is special, he understands the enchanting meaning, so he quickly stepped back more than ten steps and came to the foot of the mountain to overlook the battlefield.

Golden Boys and girls, but now the momentum is towering, the war ideas impact each other, and the battle robes are cold.

WOW!

Enchanting, she pulls out the bamboo flute, pastes the thin lips on the bamboo flute, and blows it gently. The melodious flute sound is vast, lingering and powerless, with great hypnotic power. She attacks the four directions of the battlefield with a feminine soul, but does not hurt anyone outside the battlefield.

Only ye QingHan understands the danger!

Ye QingHan's soul and will are absolutely the supreme invincible existence in the same level, but at the moment, his body trembles and falls into a space, as if there is an infinite vortex in front of him. Once he falls into it, the resistance of any force is still trapped and desperate in front of the vortex.

Buzzing————————

The flute in ye QingHan's hand was slightly shocked and woke him up. Looking at the enchanting sound of the final song in front of him, he involuntarily raised his hand to play the flute. Although the flute is not very advanced, it is cast by the body of the green lotus Sword Fairy. He has already had a good connection with ye QingHan.

Chant————————

The melodious sound of the flute tears the void and entangles with the enchanting sound of the flute, like the harmony of dragons and phoenixes. The sky even forms dragons and phoenixes fighting each other.

Ordinary people only think that they are fighting melody music, but experts all know that they are fighting at the moment, but what they are fighting is the most mysterious soul. Once the soul is defeated, it will be hard to survive.

Wow, wow!!

Rub, rub!!

After a few incense sticks, ye QingHan tore his robe back wildly, broke the rocks and retreated for several steps. With his soul and will, he lost to the wolf girl enchanting, but he hasn't completely lost, at least he can struggle.

The sound of the wolf girl's flute makes people desperate and full of sadness, while ye QingHan's flute is like the overlord in the world, sounding like a flood of bells and stirring up enthusiasm. It is more like the Supreme Master in the army waving the flag and cutting off the enemies in all directions.

Boom, boom!!

The sound of Ye QingHan's flute makes people's blood boil. They want to rush into the battlefield and wrap up their bodies without regret!

Dada dada

Ye QingHan's forehead was full of bean sweat, while the wolf woman was enchanting but motionless, her fingertips kept moving, the melody became more and more sad, smelling a broken heart. Many people covered their hearts, as if they had suffered great pain.

Over time, the wolf girl's enchanting flute sound was more aggressive, and even tears began to appear in the corners of her eyes. The picturesque scenery was not as painful as her startled rainbow tears.

Ye QingHan was confused at the moment, as if he saw the expression of crazy Zong's people who died in battle.

WOW——————

As soon as the picture turns, the despair of pulling out the sword on the stake before death, the sadness and resentment before the death of fraternity Saint

Two lines of tears also appeared in ye QingHan's eyes. The sadness in his eyes infected the sky. The sky moaned. There were thousands of animals everywhere in a hundred miles. They crawled in the mountain valley and respectfully met the two emperors in front of them.

"It's over! He shed tears, indicating that he fell into a dreamland and lost." Luo Wuji sighed and shook his head, but said to himself.

As we all know, those who shed tears in front of the enchanting wolf girl failed and couldn't even struggle.

Woo woo————————

Ye QingHan's flute became low and sad. It was all to express his condolences and sadness for the martyrs who died of Kuangzong. The Imperial War of that year, the ambition of killing gods in ancient times, the panic flight of mythological planes, the incomprehension of Sanskrit and the ridicule of the world echoed in the sea of knowledge.

Ah——————————

Ye QingHan shed tears on the river, the flute at the corner of his mouth stopped suddenly, his hands sighed and roared for thousands of miles.

"I'm unwilling! I don't want to be a slave!"

Ye QingHan holds the flute, tears like rain, and his pride is bent. He can't resist in front of the enchanting. The lonely and cold back makes the world sad, as if this back was his most helpless appearance. Countless people shed tears for him. He moved the world and the world, but he can't move the enchanting wolf girl in front of him, nor the hundreds of big men in the big man mountain.

Buzz!!

Chant————————

Just when ye QingHan gave up resistance, a more melodious and pleasant piano sound pierced the mountains and rivers, resounded through the immortal fairyland through the projection, startled heaven and earth, everything was silent, and even the wind stopped.

唳————————

A flash of lightning crossed the sky, and Jin Lei longpeng swooped down from the sky. Jin Lei longpeng spread his wings to block out the sky and the sun. The sound of the piano came from its back.

The jade finger fluctuates the guqin, and the impact of the piano sound covers the enchanting flute sound of the wolf girl.

WOW!!

Jinlei longpeng came strong. A wisp of white danced and developed in the air. The slender five fingers stroked not the strings, but the hearts of the people. Even some people in Dalao mountain were surprised. The sound of the piano was better than the sound of nature, so that the impetuous Taoist heart could be stabilized.

Ye QingHan opened his blurred eyes. His eyes were full of water mist. Looking at the back, his eyes were moist.

"Emperor... I..."