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281. Stormy Night: An Unexpected Encounter 【11】

The rain continued at night, and it just flew sideways and silently, like a naughty child, kicking around, curiously watching this showdown!

Xuanyuan Zhi Rongdan looked at the roaring wolf soul three steps away, with teeth and claws bared. A sharp light flashed through his deep eyes that were as dark as the stars.

His brows furrowed slightly, and the first drop of bright red blood condensed on his fingertips, while a thin blood streak stood between his brows, adding a more coquettish look to his originally gorgeous and gentle face.

With a flick of the thumb, the drop of blood floated into the air. With a horizontal stroke with two fingers, the blood drop instantly split into six or thirty-six blood points with the sliding fingertips, floating regularly in the mid-air.

As Xuanyuan Zhirong waved his sleeves, blood drops flew out like darts, falling impartially towards the white jade standing in the soil.

The moment the blood spots came into contact with the white jade, there was a burst of sizzling sound. The blood spots penetrated into the white jade and solidified in the center of the jade. Then they spread like thick ink in the water and rose up.

The white light was instantly dyed with red clouds from bottom to top, and the blood-colored light was like a fine sharp arrow flying towards the roaring wolf soul in the mid-air. The sharp needle light penetrated several layers of wolf souls, and all the wolf souls were captured.

The wolf soul penetrated by the red light was instantly wiped out.

This incident caused the remaining wolf souls to let out a low roar of fear. They dispersed and ran around in all directions. However, they seemed to be trapped in this small area and could not escape at all, which made them let out an even louder roar.

The sad and violent roar was particularly harsh in the biting cold wind on a rustling rainy night.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Zhirong turned around and stepped behind Mu Jieyu. He had already raised his big palm that was used to move Qi, and was about to help Mu Jieyu use Qigong to heal his injuries. His ears suddenly stopped and his hands froze.

The dreamlike sound of the pipa drifted far and near through the rain curtain. Different from Xi Qin's previous sad and cold sound, this sound was ethereal and cold, and it also seemed like a stream pouring down from the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, instantly transporting people.

It introduces a wonderful illusion of green fields, flying peach blossoms, swirling waterfalls, and fish swimming in the shallows. It is so beautiful that it makes people nostalgic and intoxicated.

Even though I know it is a dream, I would rather stay drunk and never wake up!

It is worthy of being the legendary treasure of the "Four Sounds from Beyond the World" Pipa!

However, such a touching melody was like an evil wind, injecting power into those frightened wolf souls. It not only calmed their anxiety and irritability, but also gave them guidance. Dozens of balls of luck condensed into one,

In an instant, the black energy scattered around turned into a dozen strong giant pythons. They had big bottomless black mouths and charged straight towards the white light that still had a faint blood color. Their movements were surprising.

Unanimously, every time it hits, it's like the closed city gate is being attacked by thousands of troops, making the entire city tower shake!

Xuanyuan Zhirong lowered his head and glanced at Mu Jieyu, whose face was full of rain and sweat. Her brows were furrowed. The blood on the corners of her lips had been diluted by the water droplets sliding down her face. Her face was still a little pale, but her weak breath was

Gradually it became stable, and the true energy condensed in the palm of my hand slowly dissipated.

Slowly lowering his hand, he took out the white jade flute with flowing sapphire tassels hanging from his waist. The milky white jade flute without any impurities was brushed inch by inch by Xuanyuan Zhirong's big palm.


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