Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

#192 - Blowing the flute blows people's souls (ask for order)

The night was still, the moonlight cool as water.

As always, the Qiong Ling Sect was quiet and serene.

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

Yu Zhenzhen, Duan Yun, and the Murong brothers were lying in wait inside.

Waiting for their prey to come to their door.

Yes, tonight they were the killers.

Tonight was the night Gu Xue and her wild lover were coming to deal with Yu Zhenzhen, possibly even kill her.

But those who kill can also be killed; the way of the Jianghu is that simple.

As a rare "awakened one" in the Qiong Ling Sect, Yu Zhenzhen had no other choice.

If she hadn't overheard the news by eavesdropping, if two gatekeepers hadn't suddenly turned into two old demons, she would have died tonight at the hands of her shameless master without even knowing why.

On the bed was a straw dummy, making it look like she was sleeping.

And the perverted Murong brothers were hiding under the dark bed in their perverted way.

Because after so many days, they discovered that under the bed, they could build up their blade momentum even better.

He was the God of Blades under the bed!

The bright moon had already set in the west, and the world was dark.

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

But the three of them still hadn't waited for the arrival of Sect Leader Gu Xue and her dog of a man.

They were originally waiting here in ease and comfort, but waiting for too long could make people tired.

Yu Zhenzhen, lying on the beam, couldn't help but wonder.

Wasn’t Master coming tonight?

Although she and Duan Yun had heard their plan under the bed, plans always change.

And under the bed, the Murong brothers with their green-dyed hair seemed to be asleep.

As lazy gods who had been lying down for almost two years, the Murong brothers' persistence for most of the night was already a strong performance.

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

Although he had just entered a light sleep, a kind of instinctive sense of danger still woke him up.

During his time lying in the Jade Pearl Villa, although he was motionless like a corpse, he could sense spiders and caterpillars, and even predict when they would crawl onto him.

Now he was awake, and it was a similar feeling.

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

It was a purple embroidered shoe, and although it was vaguely impossible to see what kind of flower was embroidered, the Murong brothers could see that the foot wearing the shoe was very white.

Well maintained.

Gu Xue had arrived.

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

The Murong brothers remained motionless.

The person who came was Gu Xue.

Her feet were like cat paws, landing silently.

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

From this, it could be roughly inferred that Gu Xue's strength was very strong.

Being able to become the leader of the Qiong Ling Sect and using all the disciples of the sect as nourishment to practice unknown evil arts, Gu Xue was definitely not an ordinary Tongyou realm cultivator.

What's more, the White Dew Sword Immortal's swordsmanship had been famous in the Jianghu for decades.

In the years since, she had been wearing that unpredictable mask and rarely made a move, so would her swordsmanship have improved even further?

On the bed, "Yu Zhenzhen" was facing away from the outside, and all that could be seen was a bulge in the quilt.

Under the mask, a pair of eyes was burning with jealousy like fire at this moment.

Silently, Gu Xue raised her sleeves.

Under the wide sleeves was not a sword, but a metal cylinder.

Suddenly, a piece of cold light suddenly shot out, quickly and fiercely.

The thick quilt, along with the straw man, and even the bed board were pierced through.

It was actually a bone-piercing nail!

As the leader of a dignified sect, Gu Xue not only ambushed her young disciple, but also used such vicious hidden weapons!

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

As an old Jianghu veteran, she had realized that there was no one under the quilt.

Did her disciple know that she was coming to kill her tonight?

Although Gu Xue was surprised, she was not flustered at all.

Because she knew that she would not lose.

There was no possibility.

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

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

That was where Yu Zhenzhen was hiding!

Yu Zhenzhen swayed and fell from the beam, and almost at the same time, her hiding place had been shattered by the sword energy, and pieces of wood flew everywhere.

But the swirling sword energy dissipated when it was about to touch the roof, and even the roof tiles were not disturbed, which showed Gu Xue's control over the sword energy.

Before Yu Zhenzhen landed, a new swirling sword energy had attacked her.

Even Duan Yun, who was skilled in both swords and sabers, had never seen such a "winding" sword energy.

The sword energy was white, like white clouds surrounding a mountain, looking gentle, but in fact it was fast and fierce, with hidden dangers.

The key was that because it was in a winding state, it was difficult to grasp its trajectory for a while.

This was the Qiong Ling Sect's "White Clouds Winding Sword Style", which was casually displayed by Gu Xue, like an antelope hanging its horns, without a trace of fireworks.

Seeing that Yu Zhenzhen in mid-air had no way to avoid it and was about to be hit by this tricky sword energy, at this moment, there was a crisp sound.

Yu Zhenzhen's whole body's true energy flowed, and her palms came together, clamping the swirling sword energy with thunderous force.

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

And when she landed, this sword energy had been thrown out by her, not only returning the same way, but with even greater power.

With a whoosh, a corner of the screen was swept away, directly attacking Gu Xue's face.

Gu Xue's Cold Fragrance Sword was raised upwards, as if picking up a flying poisonous snake, and thrown to the side at the moment of contact!

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

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

It should be known that in the short time just now, the two sides exchanged several blows, but in fact they were somewhat silent.

Gu Xue's snow-white hair fell over her shoulders, holding the cold sword, looking at her "beloved disciple", and said: "Evil disciple, why don't you surrender."

Yu Zhenzhen's hands were emitting a faint blue smoke, and replied: "Why should I surrender? Is it because I don't eat fish, or because I can't fulfill Master's wishes?"

Gu Xue sneered and said, "With your attitude, you deserve to die a hundred times."

Yu Zhenzhen said, "What is my attitude? Maybe your lover's attitude is a hundred times more important than your disciple's life, Master?"

Gu Xue's eyes changed slightly and said, "You are indeed a scourge, and there is no possibility of living today."

Yu Zhenzhen had no sword in her hand and spread her hands and said, "This disciple just wants to learn Master's swordsmanship."

Gu Xue had a sword in her hand, but still didn't move.

"Master, are you a little afraid of me?" Yu Zhenzhen said with a confident expression.

Yu Zhenzhen is especially unbearable, especially when her hair is styled into a high ponytail.

And this kind of unbearableness instead gave her an unspeakable sense of domineering.

Jealous flames flickered in Gu Xue's eyes, and she sneered: "Do you think you can compete with me with the Spirit Rhinoceros Palm that your grandmaster passed on to you."

Yu Zhenzhen directly replied: "Yes? The Spirit Rhinoceros Palm is the nemesis of all swords and sabers in the world, why can't it defeat you?"

"The Spirit Rhinoceros Palm is indeed magical, but unfortunately your skill is not enough."

Yu Zhenzhen looked at her beautiful palms and said, "My Spirit Rhinoceros Palm is not yet complete, and it is far from being the nemesis of all swords and sabers in the world, but what about your swordsmanship?"

"No matter how your swordsmanship changes, it is still from the Qiong Ling Sect."

Her expression remained absolutely confident, as if with these two palms, even if she was facing Gu Xue, the leader of a sect, she could easily take her sword moves.

The Spirit Rhinoceros Palm that she used to catch and bounce back the "White Clouds Winding Sword Style" just now 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 sect whose strength was much stronger than her own. The subtlety and restraint of moves could narrow the gap between the two sides to a certain extent, but it could never narrow it so much.

But she was just so confident.

For a moment, Gu Xue's whole body was surrounded by true energy, and those swirling true energies went from shallow to deep, instantly submerging her figure.

Her voice floated coldly - "As your teacher, I know that you have always been confidently unbearable, but I didn't expect you to be unbearable to this extent.".

In that instant, her voice changed.

No, not just her voice, but everything around her changed.

In just an instant, this slightly empty room was suddenly enveloped by her sword momentum.

This was already her home field, the sword field condensed from her sword momentum!

A swordsman in his own sword field can turn everything into his initiative and is almost invincible.

There have been very few masters in the Jianghu who can reach the level of "sword field" from ancient times to the present.

Even Duan Yun, who was skilled in both swords and sabers, didn't know how, because he had never been exposed to the concept of "sword field" and didn't know there was such a thing.

Yu Zhenzhen's expression was still so confident, but her heart was already in a panic.

She knew that she could never take this sword.

The difference in strength was too great.

If it were normal, her only chance would be to launch a preemptive attack before this sword field was completely formed, and then there would be a glimmer of hope.

Fortunately, this was not normal.

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

"You shouldn't have come."

"Your coming here is to seek death."

"Young Hero Murong is a gentle person, and his knife is also a gentle knife."

"He won't attack a beautiful woman like you unless he has to."

"Unfortunately, you still came."

The Murong brothers crawled out from under the bed, suddenly struck a pose with their backs to Gu Xue, and began to recite a long passage of pretentious words.

He had been practicing these words silently under the bed for a long time, and now he finally had the opportunity to say them!

"Young Hero Murong?"

Gu Xue was still calm and composed.

Now that the sword field had been formed, even if this cheap girl had buried a hidden hand, it wouldn't matter!

What's more, it was a fool who couldn't even speak clearly.

But the next moment, Gu Xue's mind suddenly swayed.

Because she saw the Murong brothers' fluttering green hair.

Could it be, could it be the Green Saber Old Demon?

The Murong brothers' pretentious words were not as deterrent as the moment his green hair fluttered.

At this time, Gu Xue also realized that although this person's posture was slightly ugly, he was also a master.

Especially the feeling of his green hair fluttering and his saber intent filling the air was very worthy of people's fear.

Gu Xue looked at Yu Zhenzhen and said, "Evil disciple, colluding with the Green Saber Old Demon to harm your fellow disciples."

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

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

It was as if this person had a pair of invisible wings on his body, carrying him to fly.

This alone was enough to be terrifying.

The person who came was dressed in white, holding a jade flute, and his belt was inlaid with blue gems the size of longan, and his dress was extremely luxurious.

And the first thing you noticed was his eyes.

Because his eyes were also wrapped in a delicate jade belt, and you couldn't see his eyes at all.

It had only been a few breaths since he appeared, and he suppressed the Murong brothers in terms of aura.

The Murong brothers thought and said, "Jade Flute Prince?"

The man held the jade flute and turned it lightly, with a confident expression: "I haven't been in the Jianghu for ten years, and I didn't expect anyone to recognize me."

The Murong brothers took a deep breath and said, "Because there are not many blind people in this world as famous as you. Eastern Sea Jade Flute, Prince No Eyes, Soul-Reaping Unpredictable."

Now the imperial court is weak, but that is relative to unifying the Nine Provinces and dominating the world. Even though the various sects and families in the Nine Provinces are now divided, the royal family is still one of the most powerful forces in the world.

And someone who dares to call himself a prince under such circumstances usually means that their strength is extraordinary.

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

The Eastern Sea Jade Flute Prince is such an existence.

The Murong brothers held the handle of the Blue Moon Saber and said, "Some people say that you have flaws in your white jade. If you weren't blind, you would have dominated the Eastern Sea long ago. Others say that even if you are blind, even if you didn't inherit the Eastern Sea Sword Sect, if you were given ten years, you would still be able to become the overlord of the Eastern Sea, because you yourself are one of the most terrifying blind men in the world.

But ten years ago, you suddenly disappeared.

Some people say that heaven is jealous of talent, and you died of a serious illness; others say that you, the Eastern Sea Jade Flute Prince, did not inherit the Eastern Sea Sword Sect, which is the same as the prince not being able to ascend the throne, which is an ominous sign, and you were killed; still others say that you suddenly broke free, no longer obsessed with Jianghu martial arts, and wholeheartedly blew the flute, enjoying yourself, and not asking about external affairs."

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

The man holding the flute did not speak, but picked up the jade flute and began to play.

The sound of the jade flute was like silk, melodious and lingering, and every note seemed to pull at people's heartstrings. Suddenly, the sound of the flute rippled and became passionate, like waves hitting the reefs.

In an instant, the sound of the flute changed again, like the intercourse of men and women, the body was hot in the bursts of flute sounds, bursting out with uncontrollable desires.

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

It is already a very dangerous thing for a martial artist not to be able to control his mood and true energy at will.

At this time, the sound of the flute suddenly became low and mournful, like a drowning person, surrounded by cold seawater, unable to see any vitality, and only despair in front of him.

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, and their emotions became depressed and their true energy slowed down.

But they still didn't move because they knew that at this time, they had to use stillness to counter movement.

Whether it was Gu Xue's sword arena or the Jade Flute Prince's flute sounds, they had already lost the initiative. Any move would expose even greater flaws, causing them to fall short of success.

The sound of the jade flute continued to descend, and the air in the entire space seemed to solidify and freeze.

The Jade Flute Prince didn't say a word, but a pleasant expression had already appeared on his face as he played the flute.

The meaning he wanted to express was obvious: what Green Saber Old Demon? Compared to him, he was nothing but bullshit.

He had only disappeared for ten years, not died. It wasn't as if just any "newcomer" could interfere in his affairs.

The Murong brothers and Yu Zhenzhen held their breaths and focused their minds.

Especially the Murong brothers, the green color in their hair had reached its peak.

Because he knew that once the sound of the jade flute reached its extreme, it would be the moment the other party made their move!

Sure enough, the sound of the jade flute could still be lower, so sad and miserable that he couldn't help but want to cry.

Because his life was too bitter!

His younger sister was the best in the world!

Unfortunately, she was his younger sister!

And his younger sister fell in love with someone else!

He really wanted to die!

The sound of the jade flute and the sword arena had already merged together, and the entire room had become an iron barrel.

A life-threatening iron barrel.

The Murong brothers and Yu Zhenzhen, who were inside, already felt like meat on a chopping board.

Just as the sound of the jade flute was about to reach its extreme, and the Jade Flute Prince and Gu Xue were about to take lives, suddenly, a burst of wild laughter suddenly rang out.

"Hahahahaha..."

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

The sound of the jade flute was immediately diluted, and the Murong brothers also began to laugh wildly.

The two people's laughter overlapped, and the sound of the jade flute couldn't suppress it for a while.

The veins on the Jade Flute Prince's forehead popped out.

While laughing loudly, the Murong brothers said to Duan Yun, "What are you laughing at?"

Duan Yun followed and laughed loudly, "Have you noticed that he's very strange?"

"What's strange about him?"

"How tall is he?"

"Nearly eight feet."

"Look at his feet, hahahaha..."

"Hahahaha..."

At this time, the Murong brothers laughed even harder, tears streaming down their faces.

"An eight-foot man, but his feet are only three inches long. Are you trying to be a little wife? Hahahaha..."

The Jade Flute Prince could no longer hold back and roared, "Bullshit, mine are clearly three point two inches!"

Almost at the same time, Old Demon Duan had already made his move!