The blue-colored long whistle keeps on, and the emerald-feathered flute dares not speak.
The sound of breaking wind, along with the figure, suddenly came out of the cave and went straight into the sky. Li Wanrong didn't pay attention, but just stared at the river vigilantly, holding the sword tightly in her hand.
"Senior sister! What's wrong?" the person came anxiously, it was Ning Le who was residing Zhou Yeqing.
Li Wanrong didn't speak. She looked at the dull but calm river below with a gloomy face and slowly shook her head. Ning Le's eyes tightened and he leaned over to take a look. The river was now so turbid that he couldn't see anything.
"She is so shy and looks like a little daughter-in-law with a red hijab. You won't let me see it, but I want to see it!" As she spoke, Ning Le slightly probed her palm, and a long green shawl came from nowhere, quietly.
And now, the long Xiao body has seven holes on its back, the body is as long as an arm, the color is jasper, and the streams of light in it are like running water, flowing on the Xiao body.
Ning Le pointed at Xiao's body, and the water pattern on it trembled, and a sound came out of the Xiao, low and gentle, deep and deep. As soon as the sound of the flute came out, Ning Le was not afraid, his body shape suddenly changed, and he rushed into the turbid river.
As soon as he entered the river, the dust in his eyes was so dense that he could only see it an inch away. It lingered and came slowly. This was how Ning Le felt in the river. Seeing this, he was not angry either. He moved his feet slightly and stood up.
On the river, he suddenly sat cross-legged, stretched out his hand to call Xiao, closed his eyes and played.
The sound of the flute is deep and deep, coming out from Ning Le. The sound is in harmony with Taoism and blows in all directions. Ning Le's hand moves on Xiao's body, and the sound of the flute becomes more rapid. Gradually, the river begins to stir, and the dust is puffed up, as if for
severe.
As the sound of the flute became louder, Ning Le suddenly froze with his hands and moved in mid-air. The place where he had been sitting cross-legged seemed to have human hands revealed, and it disappeared in a flash.
"You can't stand it anymore, right? Let's meet your husband's family." Ning Le teased, twirling his fingertips with long blue hair, and rushed towards the river alone. Suddenly, the river seemed to come alive, rushing and surging, mixed with
It kept roaring with a weird roaring sound.
Li Wanrong looked into the river and tightened her hands, intending to rush to kill her. But at this moment, the river seemed to be a giant beast rolling and rolling. The water kept rising into waves of hundreds of feet, rushing towards the river bank. She saw the river water rushing towards the entrance of the cave. Watching
At the entrance of the cave, she looked into the river again. Li Wanrong hesitated for a moment, then her hands loosened, and she stepped back towards the cave. She knew that Zhou Yeqing was still in the cave, and she was confident that her junior brother Ning Le would not be defeated by the evil spirit.
Fighting continued in the river, like a trapped giant beast breaking out of its cage, making the world dark and dark. At this moment, Ning Le was standing on a hundred-foot tornado water column, the jasper in his hand was thick with light, and he screamed in panic
Urgent. He looked closely at a place in the river and did not dare to neglect.
"You are a bit arrogant. You are not like those old losers like Song Zong. They stepped on your face with their feet and didn't even dare to fart! Hahahahahaha."
The river churns, revealing half of its body, which is the green and black half-body "Guan Changsheng" mentioned by the strange fish before. But at this time, it has no look of death at all. Its body color has turned white, it has become alive, and there is no trace of life in its eyes.
It seemed that it was completely black before, with the whites of its eyes gradually showing, and the bald head now had hair. It seemed like it was like returning to life.
Looking at it, Ning Le's face remained calm, but he was also a little surprised. Such a weird technique had never been seen before, and it was not uncommon for ghosts to be reborn through corpses, but it was indeed the first time for it to behave like this. The green in his hand
Se Changxiao turned slowly. Ning Le was doubtful at this moment and did not dare to take action rashly.
"Hahahahahaha, as expected, dragons give birth to dragons, and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes. The disciples of the Song Sect know how to drill holes. The older generation is submissive and allowed to be manipulated by others, while the younger generation is only worthy of being a mute dog!" Guan Changsheng saw Ning Le avoiding the situation,
I spoke out words, trying to provoke him.
The words were harsh, and the flute played in Ning Le's hand also froze, and Xiao Shen was squeezed tightly. He had humiliated his teacher, and he must find it back. But at this moment, Guan Changsheng seemed to be resurrected, and there was a sudden change.
Obviously, he was irritating himself into the water to fight with him. From this point of view, there was a trick. Thinking like this, Ning Le remained silent, but started to move the long Xiao on his fingertips again.
Although Guan Changsheng was joking, he had been observing Ning Le, and when he saw that he was unmoved, he thought of another plan.
"I think back when we were in charge of Laojun Mountain and traveled all over Daowang Peak, we saw a lot of young and courageous disciples like you. It was the same then and it is the same now. It can be regarded as the inheritance of your sect, hahahahahaha...
....."
Ning Le's eyes widened, and murderous intent suddenly arose. Laojun Mountain is the place where the Song Sect was established, and Daowang Peak is the ancestral peak on the mountain. It represents the face of the Song Sect! This Guan Changsheng spoke arrogantly, wantonly ridiculed, and humiliated the sect.
, it was the Ni Lin who moved the Song Sect disciples. It was also Ning Le’s Ni Lin!
Seeing Ning Le's reaction, Guan Changsheng knew that he had a Taoist heart. People all have selfish desires. This so-called decent sect values these superficial things the most. A false reputation. He sneered in his heart and said again:
"It's funny how cruel you are. If you don't dare to fight, why should you act like this?"
Before Ning Le could reply, the sarcasm in the water started again, which was extremely threatening.
"Ning Le, what are you waiting for?" A voice came suddenly from afar.
Ning Le raised his eyes and saw a person coming from a distance. There was still some dust on his body and a few weeds stuck to him. Although he was a little funny and desolate, his eyes were extremely bright, like sparks! He looked towards the river and towards Guan Changsheng! It was Ning Le.
sound.
"Why should you talk to him more? He is insulting my Song Zong. Today, he must die here!" Ning Yin said in a cold voice, thinking that he knew what Guan Changsheng said. Seeing Ning Yin coming, he felt confident in his heart. Bi Se
Chang Xiao danced, Ning Le controlled the law, and Ning Yin held hands, surrounding Guan Changsheng in the river.
Ning Yin looked into the river, and there was no wave or movement. Not to mention that it was this immortal life that gave life to him. Even if he stood up and reappeared in the world today, insulting the sect, Ning Yin would definitely not let it go. Immediately, his gestures were slightly raised.
, a emerald green mist is taken into hand, and in the blink of an eye it transforms into a five-hole horizontal flute. It is about two feet long, the size of a finger, has the shape of lin feathers, and has an indescribable shape. The end of the flute is like the head of a peacock, with flowing light in its eyes, and a tail with
The emerald-colored tail feathers are longer than the body and drag downwards. Ning Yin takes the horizontal flute and twists it in front of his body. He gets a glimpse of luck and turns it into the flute film. At this point, Ning Yin's momentum is complete.
Guan Changsheng saw that the thing in Ning Yin's hand was not ordinary, and he saw Ning Le controlling Chang Xiao, so he wanted to retreat. Ning Yin and Ning Le seemed to know what it was thinking.
A long Xiao is playing, and one person is playing a green flute. One sound is like a deep song, and the other sound is like a high-pitched dance. The two sounds meet leisurely, which is the way of Yin and Yang.
Guan Changsheng saw the shape of the avenue protruding, and it was also a solemn color. At this moment, it was just beginning to take on life, and he was unable to resist it. His original plan of provoking Ning Le into the water and waiting for an opportunity was shattered with the arrival of Ning Yin.
.At this moment, Dao Cheng was overwhelming, and Guan Changsheng knew that it was inevitable to avoid it. At that moment, his heart was filled with hope, and he wanted to gain some chance of survival.
His whitened bony hands slowly met his chest, looking at the two of them, Guan Changsheng's eyes were filled with madness, and he suddenly inserted into his chest.