Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 192: Blowing the Flute and Blowing People's Souls (Request for Order)
It's night, the moon is as cold as water.

The Qiongling Sect was as quiet as usual.

Yu Zhenzhen’s plum blossom courtyard is located at the deepest part of the building, making it even more secluded.

Yu Zhenzhen, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers were lurking inside, waiting.

Waiting for the prey to come.

Yes, they were the ones who killed people tonight.

Tonight is the day when Gu Xue and her wild man are going to deal with Yu Zhenzhen, and they might even kill her.

But those who kill may also be killed. The truth in the underworld is as simple as that.

As a rare "clear-headed person" in the Qiongling Sect, Yu Zhenzhen had no extra choices.

If she hadn't heard the news while drilling through the hole in the ground in the middle of the night, and if the two doormen hadn't suddenly turned into two old demons, she would have died inexplicably at the hands of that shameless master tonight.

On the bed, there was a dummy made of straw, and it looked like she was sleeping.

The perverted Murong brothers hid under the dark bed like perverts.

Because so many days had passed, he found that his knife potential was stronger and better under the bed.

He is the Knife God Under the Bed!
The bright moon has set, and the sky and the earth are dark.

It was already past midnight, and in another hour or two, it would be dawn.

However, the three of them still did not wait for the arrival of the sect leader Gu Xue and his couple.

They were originally waiting here for the opportunity to get tired, but if they wait too long, they will become tired.

Yu Zhenzhen lay on the beam, thinking.

Is it true that Master will not come tonight?
Although she and Duan Yun heard their plan under the bed, plans always have to change.

Under the bed, the Murong brother with green hair seemed to be asleep.

As a lazy god who had been lying in bed for almost two years, it was a sign of strength that Brother Murong had persisted for most of the night.

Suddenly, the Murong brothers under the bed suddenly opened their eyes.

Although he had just fallen into a light sleep, an instinctive sense of danger still woke him up.

During the days he lay in Yuzhu Villa, although he was as motionless as a corpse, he could sense spiders and caterpillars, and could even predict when they would crawl onto him.

Now that he had woken up, he had a similar feeling.

There was a screen not far from Yu Zhenzhen's bed, but there was also a gap under the screen, so from under the bed, the Murong brothers could see that there was an extra shoe in the gap at the door.

It was a pair of purple embroidered shoes. It was unclear what the embroidery was on, but the Murong brothers could see that the foot wearing the shoe was very white.

Well maintained.

Guxue is here.

Silently, the door was opened and the owner of the embroidered shoes walked in.

The Murong brothers remained motionless.

The person who came was Guxue.

Her feet landed silently on the ground, as if they had cat-like pads.

If it weren't for the Murong brothers' strong sensory ability, they might not have been able to detect her arrival at all.

From this point, we can roughly infer that Gu Xue is very powerful.

Being able to become the leader of the Qiongling Sect, relying on all the disciples of the sect as nourishment, and practicing an unknown evil skill, Gu Xue is definitely not an ordinary person in the Tongyou realm.

What's more, the swordsmanship of Bailu Sword Immortal has been famous in the martial arts world for decades.

In the following years, she wore that mysterious mask and seldom took action. Would her swordsmanship have improved further?
On the bed, "Yu Zhenzhen" had her back to the outside, and only a bulge could be seen under the quilt.

The eyes beneath the mask were burning with jealousy at this moment.

Silently, Gu Xue raised her sleeves.

What was hidden under the wide cuffs was not a sword, but a metal cylinder.

Suddenly, a cold light shot out, fast and fierce.

The thick quilt was connected to the scarecrow, and even the bed board was penetrated.

This is actually a bone-piercing nail!
As the leader of a sect, Gu Xue dealt with his young disciple. Not only did he launch a sneak attack, he also used such a vicious hidden weapon!

The moment the nail pierced the quilt, Gu Xue's eyes changed.

As an old hand, she had already realized that there was no human under the quilt.

Did her disciple know that she was coming to kill her tonight?
Although Gu Xue was shocked, he was not panicked at all.

Because she knew she would not lose.

Not at all possible.

As she narrowed her eyes slightly, she suddenly raised the sword in her sleeve.

With a swish, a swirling sword energy rushed towards the beam.

That's exactly where Yu Zhenzhen is hiding!
Yu Zhenzhen's body swayed and she fell from the beam, and almost at the same time, her hiding place was shattered by the sword energy, with broken wood flying everywhere.

However, the lingering sword energy dissipated when it was about to touch the roof, and even the tiles were not disturbed, which shows how well Gu Xue controlled the sword energy.

Before Yu Zhenzhen landed on the ground, a new swirling sword energy attacked her.

Even Duan Yun, who was an expert in both swordsmanship and saber skills, had never seen such a roundabout sword energy.

The sword energy is white, like white clouds surrounding a mountain. It looks gentle, but is actually fast and fierce, and hidden danger.

The key is that because it is in a circling state, it is difficult for you to grasp its trajectory for a while.

This was exactly the "White Clouds Sword Style" of the Qiongling School, and Gu Xue performed it casually, like an antelope hanging on a horn, without a trace of worldly air.

Yu Zhenzhen in mid-air had no way to avoid being hit by the tricky sword energy, but at this moment, there was a crisp sound.

Yu Zhenzhen's true energy flowed throughout her body, and she put her palms together to clamp the swirling sword energy with the force of thunder.

For a moment, the swirling sword energy was like a living poisonous snake, swaying between her palms.

By the time she landed, the sword energy had already been thrown out by her, and not only did it return to its original path, but it was even more powerful.

With a swish, a corner of the screen was rolled away and hit Gu Xue in the face.

Gu Xue raised his Leng Xiang sword upwards, as if he had picked up a flying poisonous snake, and threw it aside the moment of contact!

With a whoosh, a hole appeared in the wall where the sword energy passed, and smoke filled the air.

At this point, the silence in the house has been broken.

You have to know that just now in the blink of an eye, the two sides exchanged several knife blows, but in fact, it was all silent.

Gu Xue, with her hair draped over her shoulders and a cold sword in her hand, looked at her "beloved disciple" and said, "Evil disciple, why don't you surrender yourself?"

Yu Zhenzhen's hands were emitting faint green smoke as she replied, "Why should I be executed? Is it because I don't eat fish or because I can't fulfill Master's wishes?"

Gu Xue sneered and said, "Based on your attitude, you are worthy of a hundred tragic deaths."

Yu Zhenzhen said: "What is my attitude? Maybe the attitude of your lover, Master, is a hundred times more important than the life of your disciple, right?"

Gu Xue's eyes changed slightly, and she said, "You are indeed a disaster. There is no chance of you surviving today."

Yu Zhenzhen had no sword in her hand, so she spread out her hands and said, "I just want to learn from Master's swordsmanship."

Gu Xue held a sword in his hand, but he still did not move.

"Master, you are not afraid of me, right?" Yu Zhenzhen said confidently.

Yu Zhenzhen looked down, especially when her hair was tied into a high ponytail.

However, this kind of behavior gave her an indescribable feeling of dominance.

Gu Xue's eyes flickered with jealousy, and he sneered, "Do you think you can compete with me with the Lingxi Palm that your master taught you?"

Yu Zhenzhen answered directly: "Yes? Lingxi Palm is the nemesis of all swords and knives in the world, why can't it defeat you?"

"The Lingxi Palm is indeed magical, but unfortunately you are not yet mature enough."

Yu Zhenzhen looked at her beautiful palms and said, "My Lingxi Palm is not yet fully developed, and is far from being the nemesis of all swords and knives in the world. But what about your swordsmanship?"

"No matter how your swordsmanship changes, it is still from the Qiongling School."

Her expression still maintained absolute confidence, as if with these two hands, even Gu Xue, the leader of a sect, could easily take on her sword moves.

The Lingxi palm that she used just now to catch and bounce back the "White Cloud Sword Style" did show such potential.

But even so, Yu Zhenzhen shouldn't be so confident.

After all, she was facing Gu Xue, the leader of a faction who was much stronger than her. The exquisiteness and restraint of her moves could narrow the gap between the two sides to a certain extent, but it would definitely not be this big.

But she is so confident.

For a moment, Gu Xue's body was surrounded by true Qi, which gradually deepened and submerged his body in an instant.

Her voice drifted over coldly - "Teacher knows that you are always humble, but I didn't expect you to be humble to this extent."

At that moment, her voice changed. No, not only her voice, but everything around her changed.

In just a moment, this slightly empty room was suddenly enveloped by her sword force.

This is already her home court, the sword field where her sword power is condensed!
A swordsman in his own sword field can take the initiative in everything and is almost invincible.

From ancient times to the present, masters who can reach the "Sword Field" level in the martial arts world are rare.

Even Duan Yun, who is an expert in both swordsmanship and saber-raiding, doesn't know how to do it, because he has never come across the concept of a "sword field" and doesn't even know that such a thing exists.

Yu Zhenzhen's expression was still as confident as ever, but she was already extremely flustered inside.

She knew that she would never be able to take the sword.

The difference in strength is too big.

Under normal circumstances, her only chance would be to launch an attack before the sword field was fully formed, and then she would have a glimmer of hope.

Fortunately, this is not an ordinary time.

At this moment, a man's voice sounded faintly.

"You shouldn't have come."

"You are here to die."

"Young Master Murong is a gentle person, and his sword is also a gentle sword."

"I won't do anything to a beautiful woman like you unless it's absolutely necessary."

"It's a pity that you still came."

Brother Murong crawled out from under the bed, suddenly turned his back to Gu Xue, and began to recite a long and pretentious speech.

He had been practicing these words silently under his bed for a long time, and now he finally had the chance to say them!
"Young Master Murong?"

Gu Xue remained calm and composed.

Now that the sword field is ready, it doesn’t matter even if this bitch has a backup plan!
What's more, he is an idiot who can't even speak clearly.

But the next moment, Gu Xue's heart suddenly wavered.

It was because she saw the flying green hair of Brother Murong.

Could it be, could it be the Green Knife Demon?

Even if Brother Murong said a hundred pretentious words, their deterrent power would not be as strong as the fluttering of his green hair for a moment.

At this time, Gu Xue also discovered that although this man's posture was a little ugly, he was also a master.

Especially his fluttering green hair and the feeling of being filled with sword intent make him very fearful.

Gu Xue looked at Yu Zhenzhen and said, "You evil disciple, you actually colluded with the Green Blade Demon to harm your fellow disciples."

"Don't think you're the only one with help."

As soon as he finished speaking, a window opened silently and a person floated in silently.

It seemed as if this man had a pair of invisible wings, carrying him flying.

This level of martial arts achievement alone is terrifying.

The man was dressed in a snow-white coat, holding a jade flute in his hand, and his belt was inlaid with blue gems the size of longan. He was dressed extremely luxuriously.

The first thing you noticed was his eyes.

Because his eyes were also entangled by a delicate jade belt, his eyes could not be seen at all.

He appeared for only a few breaths, but his aura suppressed the Murong brothers.

Seeing this, the Murong brothers thought, "Prince Yuxiao?"

The man spun the jade flute in his hand and said confidently, "I haven't been around for ten years. I didn't expect someone would recognize me."

Brother Murong took a deep breath and said, "Because there are not many blind people in this world who are as famous as you. Donghai Yuxiao, the prince is blind, and the life-seeker is impermanent."

The imperial court is weak now, but that was compared to the time when it unified the Nine Provinces and dominated the world. Even though the Nine Provinces are now divided among various sects and families, the royal family is still one of the most powerful forces in the world.

If someone dares to proclaim himself the crown prince under such circumstances, it usually means that he is extremely powerful.

That is an existence that even the royal family does not want to settle accounts with.

Prince Yuxiao of the East China Sea is such a person.

Brother Murong held the hilt of the Jade Moon Blade and said, "Some people say that if you were not blind, you would have dominated the East China Sea long ago. Others say that even if you were blind, even if you did not inherit the East China Sea Sword School, if you were given ten years, you would still be able to become the overlord of the East China Sea, because you are one of the most terrifying blind people in the world.

But ten years ago, you suddenly disappeared.

Some people said that it was because God was jealous of your talent that you fell seriously ill and died; others said that because you, the East Sea Jade Flute Prince, did not inherit the East Sea Sword School, which meant that the Prince could not ascend the throne, you were killed for unknown reasons; others said that you suddenly became free and no longer obsessed with the affairs of the martial arts world. You only focused on playing the flute and enjoying yourself, and did not care about external affairs. "

"I didn't expect you to be here, doing such dirty things."

The man holding the flute didn't say anything, he just picked up the jade flute and started playing.

The sound of the jade flute is as soft as silk, melodious and lingering, and every note seems to tug at people's heartstrings. Suddenly, the sound of the flute ripples and becomes passionate and surging, like waves hitting the rocks.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of the flute changed again, as if a man and a woman were making love. Their bodies were heated by the sound of the flute, bursting with uncontrollable desire.

Even though they were just standing there, Yu Zhenzhen and the Murong brothers' minds, no, not only their minds, even the true energy in their bodies was affected and changed along with the sound of the flute.

It is a very dangerous thing for a warrior to not be able to control his own state of mind and true energy as he wishes.

As a result, at this moment, the sound of the flute suddenly became low and mournful, like a drowning person, with the vast cold sea water, no sign of life, and only despair.

At this time, Yu Zhenzhen and the Murong brothers tried their best to control their minds, but they were still affected by the sound of the flute. Their emotions became depressed and their true energy became slow.

But they still did not move, because they knew that at this time, they had to use stillness to overcome movement.

Before and after this, it was either Gu Xue's sword field or Prince Yu Xiao's flute playing. It can be said that they had lost all the initiative. Any movement would expose a bigger flaw and all their efforts would fail.

The sound of the jade flute continued to sink, and the air in the entire space seemed to be solidified and frozen.

Prince Yuxiao said nothing, but his face, as he played the flute, showed a happy expression.

What he wanted to express was very clear. The Green Knife Demon was nothing but shit compared to him.

He just disappeared for ten years, not dead, so no "newcomer" from nowhere can interfere in his affairs.

The Murong brothers and Yu Zhenzhen held their breath.

Especially the Murong brothers, their hair has reached the extreme greenness.

Because he knew that once the sound of the jade flute reached its peak, that would be the time for the other party to take action!
As expected, the sound of the jade flute could be even deeper, so sad and miserable that he couldn't help but want to cry.

Because his life was so miserable!
My sister is the best in the world!

What a pity it’s my younger sister!

My sister has fallen in love with someone else!

He really wants to die!

The sound of the jade flute and the sword field have become connected, and the whole room has become an iron barrel.

The iron bucket that is taking your life.

The Murong brothers and Yu Zhenzhen, who were in the middle of it, were like meat on a chopping board.

Just as the sound of Yuxiao was about to reach its climax, Prince Yuxiao and Guxue were about to take someone's life, but suddenly, a burst of wild laughter rang out.

"Hahahaha"

The closet door in the room was pushed open, revealing Duan Yun's handsome and laughing figure.

The sound of the jade flute was suddenly diluted, and the Murong brothers also started laughing wildly.

The two people's laughter overlapped, and the sound of the jade flute could not be drowned out for a while.

Veins popped out on Prince Yuxiao's forehead.

Brother Murong laughed loudly and said to Duan Yun, "What are you laughing at?"

Duan Yun laughed and said, "Did you find him strange?"

“What’s so strange about that?”

"How tall is he?"

"Nearly eight feet."

"Look at his feet, hahahaha."

"Ha ha ha ha."

At this time, the Murong brothers laughed even harder, and tears came out of their eyes.

"You are an eight-foot-tall man, but your feet are only three inches long. Do you want to be a young wife? Hahahaha."

Prince Yuxiao couldn't hold it in any longer and roared, "Bullshit, I'm clearly 3 inches and 2!"

Almost at the same time, Old Demon Duan had already taken action!

(End of this chapter)