Power to the government and the public: Qian engaged in business in ancient times

"Yuping flute?"

Mr. Gan was taken aback, looked at Wen Qian in surprise, and sneered, "Yuping Liandi, it's an ordinary flute, and it's from that world..."

I was about to say that Yuping Liandi is the killer weapon of the Phantom King in that world.

And after being taken over by Wen Qian, a woman, he has been courting Judge Lu in the underworld, so he has no time to care about a flute.

Before the word '世' was uttered, Mr. Gan realized in an instant that this is the world of cultivators and there are a few outsiders around, so he had to change his words: "That flute, I didn't...'"

As a result, before Mr. Gan could finish his sentence, Yuping Liandi appeared in his hand in an instant.

"Okay, it's just a broken flute, who can snatch it from you! As the commander of the legion of His Royal Highness, don't look like a poor man who has never seen the world, how dignified he is!"

Wen Qian knew that Mr. Gan didn't react for a while, and was afraid that he would reveal his flaws if he spoke again, so he immediately made insinuations.

Mr. Gan was pulled back to his sanity by Wen Qian's words, put away the shock and doubt in his heart, and a faint smile flashed in his indifferent eyes: "Your Highness taught you the right lesson, and this subordinate knows your mistake."

Wen Qian nodded seriously: "If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing good about it."

Mr. Gan's indifferent expression paused, this woman began to put on airs again, she really forgot what she could do.

"Your Highness, your subordinates are ready and can begin."

"Ah?" Seeing that the three of Lei Yufan had no abnormal expressions, Wen Qian nodded happily: "Okay!"

Wen Qian handed Master Gan a piece of rice paper, on which was the music score she had written in advance in the tent.

Then, she took a step forward, looked at the love flower tree from a close distance, coughed lightly, and opened her red lips: "Go forward and ask the nerd with a smile, it's so weird, try to guess, is she a man or a woman?"

The melodious joyous singing sounded, which was refreshing to hear, and a crisp flute sound was raised, and the rhyme was leisurely and soft, complementing the singing.

Suddenly, Wen Qian's voice changed, and the utterance was a male voice: "Who is the teacher talking about?"

Female voice: "Your classmate Zhu Yingtai for three years!"

Male voice: "There's no point in guessing when men and women are distinct. How could Yingtai be her husband? It's clear that Mrs. and Mrs. are joking, but Shanbo is not a bookworm."

Female voice: "Before she left, she went to the dressing table to say goodbye. She was embarrassed for a few times, took out the jade ring as a token, and asked the teacher's wife to be a matchmaker!"

Male voice: "Yingtai has a younger sister like Yingtai who volunteers to be a matchmaker. I have already said my parting face to face, and I have to ask my teacher to go to the study."

Female voice: "Yingtai is indeed a daughter-in-law, and the teacher's wife confessed to her. Who would say that the children have an affair, you are a nerd after all."

The sounds of flute and singing are melodious, crisp and soft, euphemistic and clear.

Just like the sound of nature, pleasant to the heart!

The three of Lei Yufan were curious, comfortable, and happy when they heard it.

The love flower tree on the painted wall also slowly grew out of the stone wall amidst Wen Qian's singing of male and female voices back and forth.

Its small oval leaves became long strips, and white flowers bloomed on the branches, and there were more and more, and the bigger it was.

The moment the white flowers bloomed, the main hall became more and more transparent and foggy.

After singing, Wen Qian saw that the three of Lei Yufan were still engrossed in her singing, and patted his shoulder with a palm: "Shengzi Lei, hurry up, let your men break down the longest and thinnest love flower tree." I need nine branches."

Wen Qian then turned to look at Mr. Gan beside him, Chang Sheng, and ordered: "Mr. Gan, go and tear the longest and widest leaves on the love flower tree. You want nine leaves. Chang Sheng, go and pick nine love flowers." !"

"Yes, Your Highness." Chang Sheng replied.

"Yes." When Mr. Gan took the order, he said a silent word with his lips: "Woman, I can't tell, you are very capable!"

"You can't bear the sound of the flute, Qianyu!" Wen Qian praised Gangong without hesitation.

"Miss Wen, our branches are all folded." Lei Yufan signaled Hongluan to hand over a small bundle of branches to Wen Qian.

Mr. Gan hugged the nine leaves and said, "Your Highness, my leaves are all ready."

Chang Sheng said: "Your Highness, my flowers are ready."

"Quickly, put the branches, leaves, and flowers on the ground together."

Then, Wen Qian shouted to the army in the distance: "Mo Xuan, bring the army over!"

"Yes." Mo Xuan led four thousand soldiers towards Wen Qian and his party.

The moment the hall disappeared.

The successful trinity of the branches, leaves and flowers on the ground has become a huge red heart terrace with a pair of white wings on both sides of the terrace.

"Everyone, go to the terrace, hurry up!"

As Wen Qian said, she grabbed Chang Sheng, who had the lowest level of cultivation and only had the early innate mirror, and jumped onto the terrace.

"Yes." Mr. Gan and Mo Xuan each led their two thousand soldiers and jumped up without hesitation.

Boom boom boom!
The 4000 people made heavy footsteps, jumped lightly, and landed on the terrace in unison.

When everyone stood on the terrace, they realized that the terrace was extremely huge, but from the outside of the terrace, it was only one percent of the size of the main hall, which is amazing.

"Holy Son, how is this possible? The terrace is not big, how can it accommodate so many people?"

Mo Xue, who was standing in the air, looked at Wen Qian's army standing on the terrace, her face full of disbelief.

"I don't know!"

Lei Yufan shook his head, seeing that the hall had completely disappeared, although he and his two subordinates could fly in the air for a short time.

But all around is a vast expanse of white mist, but there is no aura of heaven and earth, and people will soon be exhausted and lose their way.

In particular, these white mist seemed to be slowly gathering towards the three of them purposefully.

Wen Qian saw the three of Lei Yufan standing in the air, and shouted loudly: "Shengzi Lei, come up quickly, if you are contaminated with evil spirits, the terrace will reject you from entering!"

"Shame?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Lei Yufan's eyes, he was not studying the strange red terrace, and said lightly: "Let's go!"

Hong Luan and Mo Xue nodded, followed Lei Yufan into it.

As soon as the three of them entered, they instantly had the illusion that the terrace was getting bigger and they were getting smaller.

Looking up, I saw a transparent blue light around the terrace, protecting everyone in it, and the white mist outside had already turned into a black evil spirit.

"Miss Wen, how did the fog outside the terrace turn black?" Lei Yufan looked curiously at the dense, pitch-black air mass outside the terrace.

"That's the evil spirit. They are black in nature. The closer they are to the core of the formation, the darker and thicker they become, even like drizzle. When the evil spirit enters the body, the mild ones will be insane, and the severe ones will be unstable."

Wen Qian looked at the evil spirit that was so thick that it became liquid in front of her, with a particularly serious look in her eyes.

There should be something against the sky at the core of this formation, but is there really a ten thousand year golden lotus?

But she clearly remembered what Xiang Yu told her.

The ten thousand year golden lotus needs to absorb the fire of the phoenix day and night, and it also needs to experience ten thousand years in the volcano with abundant aura, in order to transform from an ordinary lotus into a ten thousand year golden lotus.

The most rare thing is the fire of the phoenix. It is not easy to fall on the volcano, but it is the sky fire formed by the corpse of the divine beast phoenix.

"So, no wonder I said that these evil spirits seem to be moving. It turns out that they are really coming towards us!"

Lei Yufan sighed, but fortunately there was Wen Qian, otherwise he didn't know if he would be able to walk to the core of the formation smoothly.

"The evil spirit is not strong now, and this terrace can still resist it. When it enters the core area, I am afraid that the blue light film will not be able to resist the erosion of the evil spirit. This terrace must be watered with love."

"With love?" Lei Yufan looked at Wen Qian strangely.

"Not bad." Wen Qian nodded.

Lei Yufan asked: "How?"

"It's simple, as long as you put your hands on the blue light film and tell a beautiful love story with your heart, you can replenish the energy needed by the terrace. Just let me do it!"

After Wen Qian finished speaking, she walked to the edge of the terrace and sat down alone, stretched out her hand to touch the blue light film, and closed her eyes to convey the poignant love of "Zhu Yingtai and Liang Shanbo" to the terrace.

Seeing Wen Qian's actions, Lei Yufan's fox eyes flashed with cunning, and he sneaked to the edge of the terrace, imitating her, closing his eyes and putting his hands on the blue light film.

Mo Xuan, who had been paying attention to the conversation between Wen Qian and Lei Yufan, also found an excuse to come to the edge of the terrace, and put his hand on the blue light film...

The three magically formed a triangle...