Mo Liancheng's sharp edge flashed, and he was not afraid of danger, and the silver cord appeared like a spiritual snake.

Directly facing the several killers who rushed towards him.

In his opinion, these people are like a feast waiting for him to deal with.

Now the situation was different. He wanted to fight quickly, so when he came up, he used his killing move, fast, accurate, and ruthless! No mercy. And his move took the lives of several killers, which shocked the whole audience.

The assassins who had just wanted to pounce on him stopped immediately.

The man in green clothes asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Dare to meddle in our business?"

Mo Liancheng said slowly and logically: "There is no business in the world that I dare not interfere with."

"My king? Who are you?"

A person who dares to call himself the king also makes the man in Tsing Yi wary.

"Molian City."

"The Eighth Prince of Dongyue Kingdom?!" The man in Tsing Yi changed his color slightly when he heard this, but suddenly his eyes were fierce, "There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you have to break in. If you don't do it, you will never stop.

, kill! No one will be spared. Even those on the carriage will be killed together. Otherwise, you will be the ones who die in the future."

Mo Liancheng was startled and looked back.

Qu Tan'er really didn't leave, but stood quietly in the wind.

The wind blew, and her white shirt fluttered. She was dressed like a man, but it didn't hide her beauty at all.

You are a peerless beauty, and you cannot hide your beauty even if you want to.

Seeing Mo Liancheng looking in the direction, she slightly raised her right hand, which was a flute, leaving the soul. And on her beautiful little face, there was a faint smile, without any trace of panic or confusion, which made him feel at ease all of a sudden.

few.

Suddenly, the flute sounded!

It's melodious and ethereal, as if it's coming out of thin air.

If it weren't for a beautiful lady playing in the distance, no one would be able to figure out where the sound of the flute comes from.

The faint sound of the flute sounds like nothing at first, but gradually it starts to sound inappropriate.

The world between heaven and earth suddenly became extremely strange. Even the wind suddenly became still and could not be felt. However, the trees, weeds and jungles were extremely active, as if they had souls, and they were very excited. Dozens of killers,

His eyes were dull, as if he had lost his soul, and his murderous aura was also restrained, and his movements became slower and slower, as if he hadn't eaten for ten days and eight months, slowly.

The three people in Mo Liancheng were in great spirits.

Xiao Li, who was almost exhausted, suddenly felt like taking a stimulant. He was immediately full of energy. After a few ups and downs, several killers were killed by his sword.

The sound of silence is faint and faint.

In just a few seconds, all the forty killers were wiped out.

At this moment, Qu Tan'er's flute suddenly stopped playing.

The world suddenly returned to normal, but the slender figure was a little unsteady.

"Tan'er!"

"master?!"

With two exclamations, Qu Tan'er fell down, but luckily Jing Xin was able to hold her up quickly. Mo Liancheng's figure flashed forward, he was already approaching, holding Qu Tan'er in his arms, and shouted eagerly: "Tan'er! Tan'er, what's the matter?"

"Don't make any noise, let me sleep for a while..." Qu Tan'er murmured, seemingly feeling very tired, so she leaned into his arms.

The old monster once said that within the range of the sound of the flute is her personal space. Everything in the space is controlled by her, and she is the master. Whatever she thinks, the things inside will change, even if she wants to

If someone dies, the person inside will die. However, this requires enough mental power to control, and her mental power is obviously insufficient.
Chapter completed!