New White Snake Asking Immortals

a few days later.

Bai Yuxian was very bored and was wielding a homemade fly swatter in the shop to beat flies. Bamboo strips and leather made up a weapon for swatting flies, crackling and crackling to eliminate pests.

Snapped! Hit too hard and shake off the hat hanging on the wall.

When bending over to pick up the bamboo hat, his head knocked off the tea tray on the table. The sound of the tea tray shattering made the cat jump on the roof. The cat's claws kicked off the old blue tile on the roof of another neighbor, and the blue tile fell and hit the center. The old man was blowing his breath to drink hot tea, but one of them was too late, and the hot tea spread all over his face.

"Ow..."

Bai Yu heard the miserable howl and smiled awkwardly, and carefully put down the fly swatter.

The days are leisurely, no matter how people in the outside world are brains like dogs, anyway, stay in this small place and have fun. The warm and humid southern climate province is hibernating, with plenty of rain, and there are prey to eat.

There was no business, so I turned around and went back to the small courtyard behind the shop to sit under the flowers and trees, intending to play the flute to enhance the elegance.

Before he could play, the outside suddenly became lively...

The street chief held a gong and banged the sound.

"Neighbors are coming out soon~ I have something important~ All men, women and children are here~"

The nearby residents were inexplicable, but they still went out obediently. They gathered on the street in groups of three or five with their families and chatted, discussing with each other what was going on, whether they wanted to spread the money again, or whether the thieves would call to deliver grain and dig trenches.

Bai Yu has always been uninterested in this kind of gathering, and without raising her head, she carefully wiped the flute with a cotton cloth.

After the street chief greeted him, he hurried to a young man. It was Song Wei, a disciple of the immortal Song family who had been wiped out. He was still indifferent and ruthless, and regarded others as dung.

"Master Song, everyone is here."

Song Wei opened his eyes and nodded, and waved to his subordinates behind him.

"Watch, don't let anyone leave."

"Yes!"

The recruited martial arts thugs and the monks who had just touched the threshold of cultivation surrounded the neighbors from all directions, holding swords and eyeing tigers.

Song Wei got up and jumped lightly on the only remaining wall of the ruins of Song Mansion to look at everyone.

"As a neighbor, I couldn't rescue my Song family. It's a death penalty. Since I can't find the thief, I have to use your lives to comfort the dozens of grievances of my Song family. Remember, be a good neighbor after you go down."

Neighbors were taken aback for a moment, and then they were furious and scolded Song Wei for being too deceiving.

Song Wei smiled and took out a talisman that kept flickering flames. The fire spell contained in the talisman was enough to burn everyone present. He didn't know how to use swordsmanship, so he could only use spells to kill people.

Looking at those familiar faces, clamoring, frightened, or angry, I found that ordinary people are nothing more than that.

Raised his hand, ready to release the spell in the talisman.

"etc!"

Someone was talking in the ruins, and a dark-skinned young man came out.

"Yu Xiao? How did he hide there? Didn't he run away?"

The neighbors talked a lot. Song Wei's thin lips were slightly raised, and he smiled. He didn't expect that just killing a few people would lead to the main culprit. He was very smart. He dared to play in the dark under the lights and deceived everyone. If he didn't have to die, he would definitely Stay and enjoy it slowly, it's a pity.

It was very quiet, the sun was dazzling, Yu Xiao walked to the neighborhood and Song Wei without saying a word.

"I killed people, it has nothing to do with them."

Song Wei also felt that he was stupid. He chose to die for a group of useless strangers. It was so stupid that there was no cure.

"Very good, very good, I didn't expect you to be a righteous man."

The fisherman said nothing.

"If that's the case, then kill you first, and then kill them. I can also go back to the mountain to continue my practice with peace of mind. It's not bad that you let me be entangled in the world."

Yu Xiao and the neighbors didn't expect Song Wei to be so mad, he didn't plan to let everyone present.

"Why? Why do you want to kill them even when I show up?"

Yu Xiao yelled, he didn't understand why Song Wei wanted to kill people, everything was done by himself, why should he implicate innocent and irrelevant people?

"Because I said before, as a neighbor of my Song family, it was the biggest fault that I failed to save people when my Song family was in crisis. What if you kill me? Being able to die in my hands is the blessing you have cultivated in your eight lifetimes. "

"Damn! You are a demon!" Yu Xiao scolded angrily.

A certain snake in the small courtyard is dissatisfied. If you say that the devil is okay, why add a demon...

Song Wei sneered.

"A group of ants."

He pulled out his sword and rushed towards Yu Xiao. Having learned swordsmanship, he easily suppressed Yu Xiao, who had only learned to practice fur, as if he was playing tricks on his prey. First, he used the sharp sword to cut off Yu Xiao's pig-killing knife, and then continued to slash at the young boy. There were wounds left on his body, and he didn't care about Yu Xiao's angry roars and desperate efforts.

Soon, Yu Xiao was scratched all over by the sword. There was nothing he could do if the gap was too big. He only had one or two moves. With his speed and strength, he was able to deal with the villains of the Song family, but he couldn't help Song Wei.

When the game was almost over, Song Wei decided to kill everyone.

He kicked Yu Xiao down with one kick, raised his sword and stabbed him in the throat...

Suddenly, the sound of a flute echoed in his ears, Song Wei felt danger for no reason, and hurriedly stepped back to be alert!

"Who! Who is hiding in the dark and sneaking around!"

The flute sounded melodious, as if it sounded in the sky and in the mind. Song Wei knew that someone must be hiding in the dark to make tricks. He was definitely a musician who was good at musical instruments and used music as a weapon. This kind of unique monk can be seen occasionally, and his weaknesses are also obvious. Scholars are not very powerful~www.wuxiamtl.com~ As long as they find their hiding place, they can be killed.

Xiaoyuan, Huashu, and Bai Yu are using the sound of the flute to integrate the wind control talent.

When the flute is low, the wind is heavy, and when it is sharp, it can make the wind fast. The essentials can only be understood and cannot be described in words. The new ideas that have just emerged are being tested, and the moves are somewhat unstable.

The flute is sharp and sudden!

Song Wei, who was alerting the surrounding area, suddenly tightened his back, and the clothes on his back suddenly appeared slender and slender incisions, which were sharp and silent, but did not hurt the flesh but ripped through the clothes.

Bai Yu pouted and slapped it crookedly.

Song Wei was tense and sweat slid down his forehead, he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe the sweat...

The sound of the flute was suddenly low and high-pitched, and every time it was sharp and high-pitched, it meant that an attack was coming, but he didn't know what was hurt and couldn't find the other party.

Sweat slid into the corners of his eyes, Song Wei didn't dare to blink, suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a strand of hair on his cheek silently breaking and falling!

crooked again...

The wind control talent is integrated into the flute, and the wind blade is sharp and invisible. Unless you are a master, you can't prevent it.

Yu Xiao also saw the torn clothes on the back of the Qiu family and the falling hair, and was stunned. He didn't know which expert passing by was secretly helping him.

The sound of the flute suddenly rose, and Song Wei secretly said that it was not good. He didn't have time to dodge and suddenly felt his neck itch.

Habitually raised his hand and touched his neck, but he didn't expect this model to push his head away from his neck...

The flute stopped and was quiet. After two breaths of silence, the martial arts masters and low-level monks who were recruited fled, the neighbors also screamed in panic, and Yu Xiao lay on the ground at a loss.

Under the flower tree, Bai Yu carefully wiped the bamboo flute.