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Zhou Laotan let out an earth-shattering howl, flew out, and rolled down in the grass.

At the same time, the wind blew, and Ding Jiuzhong quickly retreated from the pavilion, while You Niaojuan chased after him like arrows, and the two of them quickly disappeared into the dense forest behind the pavilion.

Jin Huanzhen came to Zhou Laotan, who was lying motionless, and sighed: Brother Zhou, you really haven't made any progress at all. In the past ten years, you still don't know how a real husband can be as good as an adulterer.I think of the love between husband and wife, so I will give you an extra kick!

boom!

Zhou Laotan rolled on his feet until he hit the big tree where Chu Feng was hiding, and then he stopped.

Jinhuan really went up the mountain without looking back.

Chu Feng watched with gusto.

It’s truly a magic sect.

He is cruel, cunning, ruthless and unjust, and his relationship is even more messy.

He didn't go out either and waited quietly.

After a while, Zhou Laotan, who was supposed to be dead, stood up from the ground as if nothing had happened.

He smiled strangely and said: Who is not making progress?This trip didn't fall into the trap.

After saying that, he went up the mountain proudly.

Chu Feng then walked out from behind the tree.

Followed leisurely.

From what these people said, they seemed to have mistakenly thought that the Evil Emperor's relic was in the hands of the flute player.

Chu Feng happened to go up to see who took the blame for him.

Chapter 161 Xiao Yi’s superb Shi Qingxuan

After Chu Feng walked for a while, the mountain road suddenly opened up.

Under the setting sun, a mountain stream meanders and flows in the forest.

There are three small wooden bridges with different shapes among the trees, which contrast with each other and lean on one corner to form a triangular small bridge combination space, covering the forest path leading to the temple.

Chu Feng roamed among them with a leisurely mood of seeking secluded places and adventures.

As the mountain road turned, a small pavilion suddenly appeared in front of it, built on the edge of a dangerous cliff.

Facing the endless horizons and the majestic sunset, one cannot help but be open-minded.

Continue walking along the mountain road, diagonally deep into the mountain, passing through another dense forest, and nearly a hundred stone steps appear in front of you.

On the stone steps is an ancient temple with no name, located on the slope of the mountain.

There are overgrown weeds, and it seems that it has been abandoned for a long time. It has a more eerie feeling in the darkness of dusk.

Chu Feng walked up the stone steps.

At the end, the temple door opens.

At this time, the sky was dark, and it was dark inside, exuding the smell of decay.

Chu Feng didn't hesitate at all, crossed the threshold and stepped into the temple.

The lights suddenly came on.

I saw a woman with long hair hanging down her waist, turning her back to Chu Feng to light an oil lamp on the Buddhist altar.

The Buddha statues were broken, covered in dust, and the place was desolate and deserted.

Chu Feng glanced around and found that none of You "[-]", Niao Juan and the others could be seen.

The woman's clear and sweet voice sounded softly in his ears. Who is the master?

Chu Feng saw that she was still facing him with her jade back, and said calmly: "Girl, if you turn around and take a look, don't you know who I am?"

The woman said softly: Although the senior has excellent martial arts skills, he is not the one I am waiting for.If you just pass by by chance, the junior should advise the senior to stay away immediately and not to get involved in unnecessary feuds.

Chu Feng smiled and said: I am the least afraid of trouble. I was just about to take a look, but the girl doesn’t need to pay attention.

After that, he stood against the wall and crossed his arms.

He really looked like he was watching the fun.

The woman still had her back to the door, staring at the dancing firelight on the wick, and her upper body seemed to melt into the halo of the oil lamp.

Her hair is like clouds, light and soft, and her shoulders are as sharp as a knife, revealing her graceful and graceful lines.

The slim figure dances in the candlelight, giving it a strange and elegant beauty.

The woman never turned around, sighing faintly, as if she was no longer interested in caring about Chu Feng.

The afterglow of the setting sun finally disappeared.

The light on the Buddhist altar became the only light in the dark world, making the woman even more aloof and aloof.

The sound of cicadas and insects fills the space outside the temple, which is both fulfilling and ethereal.

There is a certain indescribable rhythm hidden in the chaos, which makes the dead and deserted temple full of life.

Suddenly, a strange sound sounded outside the temple.

When first heard, it sounds like a baby crying, and then it turns into a woman's miserable cry.

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but think of Zhu Yuyan's evil skill of using sound to confuse the enemy, but this skill was far from enough.

The women in the temple turned a deaf ear and remained so elegant and calm.

Although Chu Feng couldn't see her face and expression, he could clearly feel her emotions and grasp her inner situation.

Including her movements and reactions under her clothes that ordinary people cannot detect.

The demonic sound outside changed again, moving forward and back, rising left and falling right, erratic.

Finally, we stopped outside the temple gate.

It became louder and louder, turning into howling ghosts and wolves.

It's as if the outside has become Shura ghosts, and thousands of miserable ghosts are coming to demand people's lives.

The woman in the temple sighed quietly, took out a bamboo flute from somewhere and put it to her mouth.

A trace of clear sound rose slowly, and then remained in that unreachable distance, leaping with vitality.

No matter how distorted, horrifying, harsh, and overwhelming the ghost howls outside are, this Xiao Yin is like an unsinkable boat.

Sometimes they are thrown away by huge waves, but they always land safely in the end.

Chu Feng was moved.

Although his Tianlong Bayin is strong, it lacks variety.

The reason lies in the lack of musical pronunciation.

It seems that he still underestimated this sound attack technique.

He called out all the characters he had killed but had not chosen yet, specially selected some skills that were proficient in music theory, and learned them one by one.

After a while, Huoran became cheerful.

The power of Tianlong Bayin has reached a new level.

Listening to this woman's Xiao Yin again, my perception is different.

The sound of the flute becomes more and more lively and fast, and the timbre is ever-changing and well-proportioned.

The phonology keeps getting stronger.

The ghost's cries continued to subside until they completely fell silent, leaving only the sound of the flute.

Xiao sound suddenly stopped.

The woman said calmly: Since the distinguished guest is here, why not go into the temple to see Shi Zhixuan and Bi Xiuxin's daughter Shi Qingxuan waiting here for the four seniors.

When Chu Feng heard this, he couldn't help but look at her one more time.

It turns out that this woman is Shi Qingxuan, no wonder Xiao Yi is so good.

The wind blows.

The lights suddenly went out. 『,";

Then there were sharp whistling sounds and a series of sudden sounds of clashing energies, like muffled thunder bursting out.

Then, all the sounds of fighting suddenly disappeared.

The lights came on again.

Shi Qingxuan still stood facing the Buddha, her beautiful eyes falling on the only light in the huge Buddha hall, the dim red light seemed to merge with her into an inseparable whole.

On the other side, near the door is Jinhuan Zhen.

Her hair was disheveled and her face was pale, showing that she had suffered a secret loss during the fight just now.

Shi Qingxuan said softly: Sect Master Jin was hurt by my flute just now, but he still wants to show off his strength and take action. He is really overestimating his own capabilities.Let's go, it's too late.

Jin Huanzhen glanced at Chu Feng in surprise and asked sharply: Who is he?

Shi Qingxuan said lightly: How should I know?

At this time, You Niaojuan's sound, like a knife scraping a porcelain plate, slowly sounded outside the temple.

I thought that you, this girl, had mastered Bi Xiuxin's true heritage, but it turned out that you were just a stupid girl. This slut was just sent to die. Now, I know how much you have in my heart.

Shi Qingxuan still looked elegant and calm.

Unexpectedly, ten years ago, the rebellious Shi Youniaojuan, one of the eight masters of the evil sect, was so timid and shallow. He only dared to use his words but had no courage to enter the palace. Do you care about this senior who happened to pass by?

Chu Feng just smiled and said nothing.

Jin Huanzhen let out a sweet smile like a silver bell and said: Boss You, this person is young and is definitely not a master of the righteous way, but don't think I will test it for you.

You Niao Juan's voice reached the top of the temple and hissed: Why don't you want to?

Jin Huanzhen shrugged and said: Although he is young, his martial arts skills should not be low. If two people attack one of me, and you do nothing to save me, then am I asking for my own death?

Hearing this, Shi Qingxuan finally turned her head and glanced at Chu Feng.

She could hear the voices and discern the voices, but she could only detect that the person coming was extremely skilled in martial arts, so she thought he was an old man. Unexpectedly, when she turned around and looked, she turned out to be a handsome and handsome young man.

Chu Feng and her looked at each other, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and blinked.

Shi Qingxuan immediately turned back.

I was very surprised.

Why is it him?

Boom!

A big hole was opened on the roof of the temple, and You Niaojuan fell from the sky and landed between Jin Huanzhen and Shi Qingxuan. A pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle stared directly at Chu Feng...

"Who are you?" he asked coldly.

Chu Feng smiled faintly: "Ask me my name? You are not worthy."

You Niaojuan had never heard anyone dare to speak to him like this in his life, and he was a little stunned and a little angry for a moment.

It was just the intuition of a ninth-grade warrior that made him vaguely aware of Chu Feng's hidden powerful aura, which made him dare not act rashly.

A burst of sinister laughter came from far outside the door.

You Niao'er, you are too timid, how can you bear it even if someone rides on you?

It was Ding Jiuzhong's mocking voice.

Jin Huan couldn't help but change his expression. Boss You, what did you do that you couldn't even deal with a mere Ding Jiuzhong?

You Niaojuan sneered: How dare you lie to me with all your tricks?Zhou Laotan, get out of here.

Zhou Laotan lowered his hands and strode into the temple. He reached Jin Huanzhen's side and reached out to hug her waist tightly without any scruples.

No wonder Jin Huan really couldn't kill Zhou Laotan because the two of them were acting for You Niaojuan and Ding Jiuchong to watch.

The purpose is to hope that both You Niaojuan and Ding Jiuzhong will lose in a fight.

The intrigues of these evil people are indeed beyond imagination.

Ding Jiuzhong appeared at the gate, stared at Chu Feng with an expressionless face, and said: "With foreign enemies now, should we deal with the enemy first and then settle the grievances between our own families?"