wind.

Blow constantly.

The black robe behind her kept fluttering under the blow of the wind, making a whirring sound.

In the heavy atmosphere of dark clouds covering the city, this whistling sound added a bit of annoying feeling. On the side, the Qin army had already besieged the city and officially launched an attack on the capital of Yan, Jidu. The capture of the capital represents the demise of a country.

Undoubtedly, Mie Yan has reached the final stage.

Yue Yuanren stood there, facing the wind, motionless. The eyes under the black mask looked towards Jidu in the distance.

Split road.

This arrangement was already done.

It can be said that with the ability of the Yin and Yang family and others, he could enter the city early, but Yue Yuan did not make such a choice. Looking at the direction of Jidu, which had already started to attack the city, Yue Yuan delayed the journey. That was because Yue Yuan was waiting for the last opportunity.

It may not sound good to talk about it in one go.

But Yue Yuan knew that if he entered the city early, he might not be able to bring his daughter back safely from Wu Zi's hands. It was precisely this reason that made him delayed. Because Yue Yuan knew that under the general situation of the Qin army, the senior officials of Yan would definitely choose to escape.

Escape is the best time for Yue Yuan.

Kill Prince Dan.

Force the wives to ascend.

At the same time, welcoming his daughter back is a kill of three birds with one stone. If a child is hidden in the city, it would be too difficult to find the chaos. At this time, the division between the moon gods and others of the Yin-Yang family was to find traces of the prince and the prince's dan. As long as they were found, they would find Gao Yue. Even if the pagodas were separated and attracted attention, it was not scary.

At this moment, Yue Yuan was waiting for the signals of the moon god, Xiangjun, Xiang Madam and the eldest son Siming, using stillness to move.

far away.

Shouting and killing.

Crying sound.

The sound is heard.

After listening for a while, Yue Yuan narrowed his eyes and waited quietly.

A stick of incense will pass soon.

Suddenly, the eyes under Yue Yuan's mask opened.

at the same time.

A wisp of flute sound came faintly in the air. The shouts of killing that almost covered the sky and the earth were so clear that they were heard. The sound of flute sound was slowly and curved, like an invisible blade that penetrated into people's hearts, making people's hearts tremble.

It makes people feel panicked and trembling. It makes people feel painful.

“!!!”

Looking back suddenly, Yue Yuan turned his head and looked at the source of the flute sound. There was a forest in the distance. The flute sound came from that direction.

Turn around.

Yue Yuan took steps and he slowly stepped in that direction.

Gradually, while walking, the sound of shouting and killing in the distance filtered out from his ears, and the only thing that left Yue Yuan's ears was this ray of lingering flute sound.

It's sweet! It's resentment!

The footsteps were walking step by step with the melody of the flute sound, neither fast nor slow. As the distance got closer, the flute sound became clearer and clearer.

When Yue Yuan came to the edge of the woods, this flute song came to an end.

The song stops, and the person stops.

In an instant, only the lingering sound of the tail sound was left in the air.

Before the sound of the circling around the beam completely disappeared, the sound of the flute came again. This time the sound of the flute was different from the previous graceful and gentleness, and there was no resentment in the sound. Instead, it became louder. The sound of the golden spear suddenly started in the sound of the flute, and a murderous intent came to the face in an instant.

At the same time.

When the sound of the flute changed, the countless yellow leaves on the tree changed. As the sound of the flute rose and fell, the countless leaves rose and fell like a person's breath. Then, when the sound of the flute suddenly became extremely high, countless leaves suddenly broke free from the constraints, making the treetops bare. Countless leaves were lingering and suspended, like a rising leaf dragon circling around the woman on the treetops.

Then—

Ye Long danced, raised his head and flew downwards. He rushed towards Yue Yuan who was standing below.

Scream! Scream! Scream!

The sound of breaking through the air is like the sharp arrows shot out. Every leaf is a sharp arrow, and every root is thrust straight into Yueyuan.

Facing these leaves, Yue Yuan did not avoid them. It seemed that he had not seen these, but just looked up at the woman playing the flute on the treetops, allowing those sharp arrow-like leaves to come.

boom!

Smoke and dust rise.

The splashes are soil and dust, and countless pieces of leaves.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the ground around Yueyuan was full of color. Yellow and green mixed together looked quite beautiful. Looking closely, countless leaves were inserted on the ground, and most of each leaves were buried in the soil.

"Your flute skills have improved, but your martial arts have declined."

The sleeves raised slightly, shaking off the smoke and dust on his body. Yue Yuan looked at the woman in blue standing at the top of the treetops. Her eyes first stopped on the other party's snow-white hair for a long time, and then turned her gaze to the heartbreaking jade face as beautiful as the sound of the flute just now and stopped: "Long time no see."

Nodded.

The breeze blew in my ears, and the white hair on my temples kept floating backwards, and the green jade flute placed on the corner of my lips also left my jade lips and put it down under this sentence.

One high and one low.

One person looked up.

One person nodded.

Four eyes are opposite.

The eyes met in the air. For a moment, it seemed like they were frozen in the sight of the two.

In one person's eyes, the other party was still wearing a black black mask, which was still so mysterious. Even now, the man in black in front of him was hard to figure out. Everyone's attention on him would be sucked into it by this mysterious mystery, and he could never escape, but nothing changed.

In one person's eyes, the other party changed too much. The blue-purple silk skirt, the slightly thin cheeks, and the snow-like white hair were so sad and heartbreaking under the breeze.

for a long time.

The white-haired woman on the treetops lowered her head and smiled, saying, "It's been a long time no see."

"I thought about the goodbye scene, but I didn't expect it to be here." The corner of my mouth under the mask raised slightly, and a smile rose. Yue Yuan looked at the white-haired woman on the treetop with such a soft look, not angry at all. He just now said. At this point, Yue Yuan's tone paused, and then continued: "Should I call you Yan or Snow Girl?"

"Who is Yan?"

The white-haired woman on the tree lowered her head gently. As she lowered her head, a trace of memories flashed in her eyes. She raised her head again, and the expression had long disappeared. The only thing she left was a touch of indifference, and her cold voice echoed in the air: "Your Highness Donghuang can call me Snow Girl. I am just here to rescue Fei Yan for taking care of her in Yan State to block the journey of your Excellency Donghuang."

"Hahaha..." The laughter echoed, and Yue Yuan's voice shook the countless leaves stuck there trembled on the ground. Looking at the white-haired woman standing on the treetops, Yue Yuan's eyes also showed a sense of self-deprecation: "Is it necessary to say this?"

Who is his Yueyuan?

He was the leader of the Yin-Yang family and was called the Donghuang Taiyi.

Who is the sage?

It is Dongjun of the Yin-Yang family.

And who is the woman in front of you?

He is the number one genius of the Yin-Yang family. He is the apprentice of the Wan-Yang family.

Is it necessary to say such a sentence? A pretentiously unfamiliar word sounds really funny.

Yue Yuan naturally wanted to laugh, so he laughed. But in his laughter, he laughed very happily, but there was no sarcasm in the laughter, and there was only a kind of self-mockery, just like watching the other person leave step by step in front of him and leave his own sight.

Yue Yuan knew that the other party understood his question.

Silence permeated here again.

There was only the sound of the wind blowing and the faint sound of the shouts of killing brought here by the breeze.

Turn your head.

On the treetops, the snow girl looked at the person standing below with a puzzled look on her face. She asked, "Why did Lord Donghuang accidentally see me here?"

The laughter stopped.

Hold your head high.

Facing the snow girl's gaze, Yue Yuan said, "I originally thought I would see you next to Dongjun, but I didn't expect you to stop me here alone. Over the past few years, your martial arts have not improved at all, but have regressed a lot. Do you think you can stop me?"

"The Emperor of Dong is undefeated!"

The snow girl just slowly placed the green jade flute in her hand on her chest, as if she was playing another song. After exclaiming in a cold voice, she said: "Who doesn't know the power of Lord Donghuang..."

"The snow girl believes that no one in the world is the opponent of Lord Donghuang. I just want to stop Donghuang's footsteps."

Strange!

Strange!

This is what Yue Yuan thought at this moment.

The brows under the black mask couldn't help but raise. If the snow girl had said anything, it would be nothing wrong with a stranger, but if it were the number one genius of the Yin-Yang family, it would taste too weird.
To be continued...