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Chapter 73

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"What's wrong with me?"

"Why would I have such thoughts?"

The sound of the zither had dissipated.

Li Wuyou was surrounded by a group of people of the Gesang Tribe, laughing and chatting.

Ni Yunshang was alone with her zither in her arms. She looked at the young figure who was surrounded and protected. His handsome face was full of uneasiness.

That feeling just now made her feel that she was in danger.

"I can't do this."

"He's my junior."

"I came to the desert to avenge my husband and my daughter. How can I …"

Ni Yunshang plucked the strings of the zither hard.

There was a buzz.

A faint burst of energy shot out, making the bonfire in the distance burst into sparks.

Then, she walked into the distance in a daze.

She had to get away from the excitement here and that figure as soon as possible.

She couldn't let her state of mind be affected again.

"Brave warrior, please accept my most sincere worship."

"Young Master Han, this is the Damu that I made myself. Please accept it."

On this side, Li Wuyou was surrounded by a group of people of the Gesang Tribe.

Some warriors of the tribe sent strong wine mixed with fresh blood to express their worship.

There were also beautiful girls who sent scarves made of white wool.

To express their love.

However, Li Wuyou wasn't attracted by these things.

He kept his eyes on Ni Yunshang, intentionally or unintentionally, and observed the changes in her expression.

"It's very effective."

Li Wuyou could probably see Ni Yunshang's attitude. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile.

"Take it slow. When you can't control yourself, I can devour your soul."

He licked his lips.

Then, he began to talk with the people around him.

There was endless laughter.

In the distance, Ni Yunshang's figure was getting farther and farther away, gradually leaving the bonfire and the crowd.

She came to the stream.

She stood quietly by the stream. Next to her, two horses were drinking water, rubbing their ears and hair.

"Damn it!"

She frowned and looked down at the water reflecting the moonlight.

Although her face was no longer youthful, there was charm and charm in her eyes that those girls didn't have.

Ni Yunshang stroked her hair.

She was a little self-pitying.

Suddenly.

The reflection in the water swayed a little.

The reflection turned into Li Wuyou, who was looking at him with a bright smile.

"Ah …"

Ni Yunshang was startled and quickly shattered the reflection with a zither sound.

She was panicking.

"Mistress, what happened?"

At this moment, Li Wuyou's voice came from behind.

"Ah … no … no …"

The panic in Ni Yunshang's heart quickly spread to her face. She blushed and shook her head repeatedly.

"Mistress, why is your face red? Are you feeling unwell? "

Li Wuyou had already arrived in front of her.

He asked nervously.

"No, I'm fine."

Ni Yunshang's heart beat faster, and she couldn't help but take two steps back.

She didn't dare to get close to Li Wuyou.

"Are you really okay?"

Li Wuyou looked worried.

"I'm really fine. Maybe I drank a little too much just now. I'll be fine after some fresh air."

Ni Yunshang turned around and stopped looking at Li Wuyou. She turned her face in the direction of the stream.

The wind blew over.

It was filled with a thick chill.

But it didn't blow away the heat on her cheeks.

"By the way, Mistress, I'm here to talk to you about the White Wolf Clan."

Li Wuyou didn't continue to dwell on this matter.

Nourishing the soul couldn't be rushed.

Especially the soul of non-poison.

If one rushed for success, one would fail at the last hurdle.

This thing had to be done naturally. Only by letting nature take its course could it be the most mellow.

Li Wuyou stood beside Ni Yunshang and whispered.

"I just inquired about the White Wolf Clan from those people. They haven't appeared for many years since Master and you wiped them out!"

"However, there is a group of horse bandits called the Thorny Flag, which seems to have some relationship with the White Wolf Clan."

"I heard from an elder of the Gesang Clan that the leader of those horse bandits knows the Corpse Poison of the White Wolf Clan."

Li Wuyou had just inquired about this information.

"Corpse Poison?"

Hearing this, Ni Yunshang frowned.

She had fought countless battles with the White Wolf Clan back then, so she naturally knew about this strange Corpse Poison.

Using a secret method and refining Corpse Poison, a living person could be refined into a Corpse Poison.

The body was extremely strong.

This was one of the main means of the White Wolf Clan to gallop across the desert.

"The person who can learn the Corpse Poison must have a close relationship with the White Wolf Clan."

Ni Yunshang nodded slightly, and her voice was a little colder.

"Let's go and have a look tomorrow."

"Okay."

Li Wuyou nodded hard.

His eyes were also flashing with cold light.

At this point.

The two suddenly seemed to have no more topics to talk about.

The atmosphere became a little quiet.

And this sudden silence directly stirred up the restless emotions in Ni Yunshang's heart.

She couldn't stand.

She couldn't sit.

The more silent she was, the more uncomfortable she felt.

"Mistress, can you do me a favor?"

Li Wuyou was keenly aware of the change in Ni Yunshang's attitude and suddenly asked.

"Ah? What … What favor? "

Ni Yunshang barely suppressed the panic in her heart and asked.

"Recently, I've been practicing the Flower Gang and felt a little stuck. Just now, listening to Mistress's music practicing martial arts, I seemed to have a better feeling, so … I want to ask Mistress to help me practice the Flower Gang with the Heart-Soothing Song!"

The Heart-Soothing Song was Ni Yunshang's famous unique skill.

It was a kind of music that could calm people down.

It was suitable for practicing martial arts and cultivation.

It had a similar effect to the music she played for the disciples on Mount Huayun.

However, it was much more unfathomable than those ordinary tunes.

It was equivalent to the difference between middle martial arts and ordinary people.

Ni Yunshang didn't play it easily.

"This …"

Ni Yunshang was a little hesitant.

Over the years, she had only played the Heart-Soothing Song for Hua Liufeng.

That was the tacit understanding between her and Hua Liufeng.

But now …

"He also wants to avenge Liufeng and Su 'er. I shouldn't refuse him."

"I also want to avenge my husband and Su 'er!"

"I don't have any other thoughts."

Ni Yunshang hesitated for a moment and then convinced herself.

She nodded and said.

"Okay."

"Thank you, Ma 'am."

Li Wuyou smiled.

Then, he came to the open space opposite the stream.

Creak!

He clenched his fists.

The violent and overbearing strength surged out like a raging river and sea.

His clothes fluttered around him.

His black hair fluttered.

Countless yellow sand and dust rolled up, whistling and surging.

Buzz!

Ni Yunshang sat cross-legged with the four-string zither on her knees.

Her ten fingers strummed.

The melodious and low sound of the zither, like a hand that comforted the soul, slowly drifted out.

The light and shadow around her became distorted.

Chaos.

Her hair fluttered in the wind.

There was a particularly deep color in her eyes.

Ha!

Li Wuyou responded.

The strength and yellow sand began to roll and whistle with the sound of the zither.

Under the moonlight.

That figure was rolling between the night and heaven and earth.

It was as fierce as a dragon and a tiger.

Ni Yunshang played the Heart-Soothing Song.

In the beginning, she tried her best to control herself and not look at Li Wuyou.

But gradually, she was attracted …

Her eyes were once again obsessed with the young and overbearing figure.

The tone of the Heart-Soothing Song seemed to be lighter.

It was more gentle.

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