"Woo woo" The flute sounded again. It floated in the night sky, but it was not as lonely as it was the first time …
The melodious sound of the flute was intertwined with the music of the zither. The lingering sound of the wild and gentle accompaniment immediately enhanced the gentleness and heroism of the song. It vividly displayed the charm of "Laughing Mountains and Rivers, Drifting in the Misty Rain".
The night wind seemed to be stirred up as it blew towards them, fluttering their clothes and making the bonfire flicker … The music of the zither and the flute was perfect, and it was a rare song to be heard in the world.
Yan Lan and the other girls' hair danced in the wind, but they still stared at Yue Qianchou, as if the lingering sound of the flute was also produced by the strings of the zither under his fingers. They didn't think that it was someone else who was playing the flute, because the flute's insertion point was just right. Those who were immersed in it felt that the music was even more beautiful and emotional.
However, Yue Qianchou noticed it. He kept playing the zither with his fingers to cooperate with the people who were singing loudly. He turned his head and looked at the veiled girl who was playing the flute beside the pavilion. The night wind came at the right time, wrapping around the mysterious girl's graceful figure.
The green veil covering her face was blown up. Although her face was not exposed, half of her smooth and round forehead was already revealed.
Yue Qianchou stared at her, but he didn't know that the eyes under the green veil were also looking at him. Fingers plucking the strings and lips playing the flute, they cooperated so well. It was as if they had a telepathic connection, and their hearts were connected to each other. Everything was understood without words. A few strands of affection were quietly brewing in their eyes …
Fang Ming was probably the only one among the rogue cultivators who wasn't immersed in it. He was slightly absent-minded, but he immediately woke up when he heard the flute. Now that he saw that the mysterious girl was playing the flute together with Niu Youde, he would be lying if he said he wasn't jealous. But what could he do about it? He could only keep it in his heart …
Fang Ming's eyes fell on the four people who were singing loudly. He was hesitant, but then a trace of determination flashed across his eyes. With light footsteps, he slowly retreated to the periphery. He did not dare to move too much, wanting to leave before the crowd came back to their senses.
It wasn't that he didn't want to call his four brothers to go with him, but he was afraid that it would alarm the others. If that happened, he wouldn't be able to escape at all. This was because he had given up the last chance that Niu Youde had given him. It wasn't like he was the one who started the practice of the cultivation world abandoning their peers to save their own lives …
However, he had left a little too late. If he had left while Yue Qianchou was still immersed in playing and singing, he might have really let him escape. But now that Yue Qianchou was awake, with his cultivation, how could Fang Ming escape from under his nose?
Yue Qianchou glanced out of the corner of his eyes and caught sight of Fang Ming gradually retreating. His eyes narrowed and a cold smile appeared on his lips. Although he had done a lot of despicable things, he had never done something like abandoning his brothers.
"Hahahahaha …" The sound of the zither rang out violently, startling the people who were singing loudly. They woke up with a start and looked at Yue Qianchou. The gentle sound of the flute also stopped. Niu Youde stood up and threw the zither into his storage bag. He stared at a direction and said in a low voice, "Fang Ming, where do you think you're going?"
Fang Ming stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around. He said nonchalantly, "Niu Youde, what do you mean by that? Do I have to tell you where I want to go? This is the Ghost Village, not your home. No matter how powerful you are, it's not up to you to make decisions here. "
Everyone's eyes focused on him. They were not idiots. Based on what had happened before, they naturally guessed that Fang Ming wanted to escape. His four brothers stared at him in silence, their expressions were very complicated.
"I don't make decisions about other things, and I'm too lazy to make decisions. But your life … "Yue Qianchou raised his hand and pointed at him. He said indifferently," I gave you one last chance, but you didn't want it. The moment I played this song, your life no longer belonged to you. "
Fang Ming naturally wouldn't sit and wait for death. Even ants wanted to live, let alone humans. His chest heaved up and down as he said, "Niu Youde, who can prove that the song you're singing is definitely composed by Yue Qianchou?"
Everyone understood what he meant, but they could also tell that he was being shameless. At the very least, they all believed that the song was composed by Yue Qianchou.
"I've long guessed that you're not only a liar but also a scoundrel." Yue Qianchou said expressionlessly, "But I, Niu Youde, not only like to win people over with my virtue, I also like to be a ruthless judge. People like you deserve to die. I sentence you to death!"
"What do you want?" Fang Ming was shocked. He originally thought that Niu Youde would have some misgivings in the Ghost Manor, so he was prepared to use his mouth. But looking at Niu Youde's expression, it seemed like he wanted to use force. Thus, he moved towards the Mountain Leaning Pavilion and said, "This is the Ghost Manor, it's not your turn to mess around."
He looked at the one-armed old man for help. He also knew that Niu Youde's cultivation was higher than his, so he couldn't escape. He could only place his hope on the one-armed old man guarding the Ghost Manor.
"Hmph!" Yue Qianchou snorted coldly. His body moved with a "whoosh". He slid across the short grass on the ground, bypassing the campfires and the crowd, and directly approached Fang Ming.
Amidst the clamor of the crowd, Fang Ming turned pale with fright and released a flying sword. He jumped on it and flew towards the Mountain Leaning Pavilion. His only chance of survival was there, so where else could he run to?
But how could his Nascent Soul Stage's speed be faster than Yue Qianchou's? In an instant, the sound of something breaking through the air was getting closer. Fang Ming was scared out of his wits as he cried out in fear, "Senior, save me! Senior, save me! Young lady, save me … "
His cry stopped abruptly. Yue Qianchou leaped into the air and slapped his palm behind him. Fang Ming's body emitted a cloud of white smoke, which was quickly absorbed into Yue Qianchou's palm. Immediately after, Yue Qianchou waved his hand and unleashed a gust of astral wind. With a "pu" sound, Fang Ming instantly turned into dust.
All the rogue cultivators were so shocked that they couldn't speak. They didn't even see what happened … Just two palms! Two palms were enough to turn a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator's bones into dust. Not even a piece of him could be seen. What kind of spell was this? It was too terrifying.
Everyone didn't see it, but the veiled woman and the one-armed old man saw it clearly. Fang Ming was clearly turned into a dried up skeleton by Niu Youde's palm, and then turned into dust by another palm.
"Absorbing Stars Great Technique!" The veiled woman's delicate body slightly trembled. Her red lips under the azure veil murmured, "It really is him!"
If the first sentence was heard by Yue Qianchou, he would definitely be very surprised. Although it wasn't the first time he used the Absorbing Stars Great Technique, the number of people who knew about it could be counted on one hand. At least, no woman knew about it.
After the one-armed old man clearly saw the power of this palm, his pupils rapidly shrank. There was no doubt in his eyes that he was shocked. After Fang Ming died, the flying sword under his feet still rushed towards the Leaning Mountain Pavilion. The one-armed old man teleported in front of the veiled woman and conveniently grabbed the flying sword.
Teleportation! Yue Qianchou stared deeply at the one-armed old man. He had no intention of colliding with these two unknown people. His body turned in the air and immediately rushed towards Fang Ming's four brothers.
After the four of them witnessed Fang Ming's tragic death, they were stunned. Suddenly, they realized that the person was rushing towards them. They were so scared that they immediately jumped up and ran. However, just as the four of them jumped up, they discovered that they were already surrounded by a Qi dynamic …
Yue Qianchou flew backward in the air and slammed his palm toward the four people below. Four streams of white smoke rushed into his palm with a whooshing sound. Since he had already made his move, he didn't mind carrying the crime of killing the innocent. He wanted to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots!
Everyone raised their heads and saw the four sounds of the palm. Suddenly, they heard a rushing sound that pierced through the air. He turned around and saw that the one-armed old man in the Leaning Mountain Pavilion had made a move. Fang Ming's flying sword left his hand, leaving behind a magnificent silver light. It was accompanied by the faint sound of wind and thunder as it shot toward Yue Qianchou, who was in midair.
A strong wind followed the flying sword, and wherever it went, the bonfire would be extinguished. The people below felt their faces hurt from the strong wind. From the looks of it, the two experts were about to fight. No one dared to sit still. It wouldn't be fun if they got caught in the crossfire. They scattered like birds and beasts. They didn't even have time to hide. Even if they wanted to watch the show, they had to stay far away.
Yue Qianchou had just finished off the four people with one palm strike when he saw the flying sword coming towards him. In an instant, it was right in front of him. When the flying sword was still a few meters away, the strong wind had already hit him. He almost couldn't stand still in the air. He was shocked. This old man's cultivation was so high!
Without another word, he leaped into the air again. Activating the Metal Art, he slapped the flying sword that had just brushed past him. "Bang!" The flying sword that was wrapped in the strong wind could no longer withstand the pressure. It exploded into a cloud of silver dust and flew everywhere!
The bonfire below was extinguished by the wind and the four dried corpses turned into dust on the spot.
Under the green veil, the black eyebrows slightly furrowed. It was understandable that Yue Qianchou killed Fang Ming, but he didn't even let the four people go. She couldn't stand it anymore. She had been merciful all her life and hated killing the innocent.
The one-armed old man's eyes flickered when he saw that his flying sword had been reduced to dust by Yue Qianchou's palm. A fearless battle intent gradually overflowed from his body as he stared at Yue Qianchou.
The Ghost Manor didn't allow people to cause trouble. However, Fang Ming had offended someone he shouldn't have, so he didn't stop Niu Youde from killing Fang Ming. However, after Niu Youde killed Fang Ming, he turned around and killed four people. He simply didn't respect the Ghost Manor's guardian at all.
Since he broke the rules here, he naturally had to teach him a lesson. However, he didn't expect Niu Youde to be able to shatter the flying sword he released with one palm strike. Moreover, it was shattered. This cultivation was quite frightening. He was confident that he could also easily shatter a normal flying sword with one palm strike. However, it was impossible for him to shatter a flying sword into dust.
He now suspected that Niu Youde was a Soul Formation Stage expert who was hiding his identity and purposely came to cause trouble. This was because even he couldn't see through Niu Youde's cultivation. One could only imagine Niu Youde's cultivation. For a moment, his battle intent soared. However, just as he slowly moved half a step, he suddenly heard a soft sigh. The voice transmitted, "Forget it. This person's background isn't simple. He also has a deep relationship with Nongzhu. Let him go!"
"Miss, do you know this person?" The one-armed old man was startled. He transmitted his voice back, "Who is he?"
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