Contempt, naked contempt for her! This is the first time in her life that Yu Tianrong has been so despised. She feels that her life is worse than that of an ant! This is where the strong is king and the hegemon has the right to speak!
If the world is like this, then she must try her best to become a stronger person in this life!
Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard a muffled groan. I looked up and saw a man in white flying out. It was Pei Ruochen! Yu Tianrong's figure flashed and he rushed over to stop him and hug him. Under the huge impact, the two of them were
It continued to fly out until it hit the stone wall on the right and then fell to the ground. Both of them were vomiting blood. Yu Tianrong felt that his internal organs were almost smashed, but he heard a weak voice above his head, "Idiot
!Didn’t I tell you to get out of the way?"
Damn, this guy got scolded even after being saved!
When he raised his head and was about to retort, he saw that Pei Ruochen was already pale, with sweat on his forehead. He seemed to be enduring great pain. He couldn't help but asked anxiously, "How are you?"
Pei Ruochen smiled bitterly, "You're like this, and you still ask me how I feel? What an idiot!"
"You - ouch!" Yu Tianrong clutched his waist and cried out in pain. This was a real broken waist. Damn, that old man was so cruel! He wanted two lives with one palm!
"Just call him an idiot!" Pei Ruochen took a breath and looked at Yu Tianrong with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.
Yu Tianrong looked at him and smiled slightly, but said, "Go away. I know you can escape alone. You don't have to die here for me."
Pei Ruochen was shaken, and then he laughed at himself and said, "I can't even beat a person, how can I escape? You must trust me too much!"
"No, you can walk! I discovered before that your Qinggong is better than Feng Hua, Xi Bingxuan and others. I can still feel a little when they approach me, but when you approach me, I don't feel anything at all.
I can only detect it because I am more sensitive than the average person at close range."
Pei Ruochen shook his head, "That's not possible. Without you, who would I ask for the Chengxin Pill?"
After saying this, Yu Tianrong played the flute again without waiting for him to speak again. However, this time, the flute in his hand was no longer the one he usually used, but a piccolo that was as red as blood, and it looked evil.
Showing its brilliance under the twilight after the rain...
The sound of the whining flute echoed at the bottom of the valley, echoing in circles, and then accumulated thicker and thicker, and gradually swept over with an overwhelming force...
Lan Jing and the other three were all greatly shaken.
"The Magic Flute of Weeping Blood!" Lan Jing's second uncle stared at Pei Ruochen with a changed expression, "Are you a disciple of the Supreme Being?"
Pei Ruochen ignored it and kept playing. With him and Yu Tianrong as the center, all creatures within half a mile began to be involved in the powerful whirlpool. If Lan Jing hadn't been pulled away in time by his second uncle and third uncle,
If you retreat a mile away quickly, you will be shattered to pieces by the whirlwind!
There is such a magical power in the world today, it can be called a magic power!
Lan Jing stared blankly as the maple forest turned into ashes. At this moment, he had forgotten that the maple forest was his favorite scenery, and was completely immersed in the power of Pei Ruochen's Blood-weeping Magic Flute.
"I didn't expect that the Supreme Lord of Weeping Blood actually has a descendant!" Lan Jing's second uncle sighed, whether it was surprise or sadness.
As soon as Lan Jing heard his second uncle's tone, he knew there must be a story in it, "Second uncle, do you know the Weeping Blood Supreme? Is he involved in anything with the Weeping Blood Magic Flute?"
Lan Jing's second uncle sighed, "Fifty years ago, a young talent appeared in the world. He was extremely talented. He had already encountered few opponents in the world at the age of 29. The lingering sound of his flute shocked the world...
...Later, he fell in love with a young lady from an aristocratic family, but the girl was already engaged. For this reason, the Weeping Blood Supreme eloped with the girl and traveled far away.
Unfortunately, in the end it was discovered that the woman was only after the magic flute he had on him. In a rage, he killed the woman with his own hands and even carried out a massacre in that family... Together with the magic flute, the area spread for several miles.
As ashes, blood rained all over the sky, dyeing the eyes of passers-by red. From then on, there was the Magic Flute of Weeping Blood in the world. After that killing, he lived in seclusion, and his personality became abnormal. He refused to get close to anyone anymore. Unexpectedly, he
I took on a disciple!"
"Second Uncle, judging from your tone, is the Weeping Blood Supreme a self-created martial art?"
"That's right, Jiang Hu originally had the power of the magic flute, but its power is far inferior to that of the Magic Flute of Weeping Blood. This is the magic flute he created with rain of blood."