Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 90

As the sound of the piano on the competition stage became higher and higher, the sound of the piano lingering on the lake gradually weakened, and it sounded more distant and melodious.

Ye Lingmo gently shook the jade fan in his hand, half-closed his eyes and looked at Feng Ling and Lin Xiao on the competition stage.Lin Xiao, who was forced by Feng Ling just now to have almost no strength to fight back, completely controlled the situation on the martial arts arena in his own hands.

The lyre in his hand continued to emit pleasant sounds, and countless wind blades kept attacking Feng Ling, almost forcing him to the other end of the competition arena.

Feng Ling's body had already been cut several times by the wind blade that Lin Xiao made, and his white clothes were covered in blood. Although he was not seriously injured, he looked a bit embarrassed.

"They were all controlled by the sound of the zither. We have to destroy the lyre in Lin Xiao's hand." Feng Qingzi glanced at the gazebo in front of the martial arts arena, Lin Tianhe was no longer inside, presumably Lin Xiao was also his people.

They underestimated Lin Tianhe, thinking that he would use poison to subdue these martial artists.But he didn't expect that he would let people compete with Feng Ling for the first place, so as to use the sound of the piano to control these people.

First of all, these martial arts people were fascinated by the sound of the qin in Lin Xiao's hands. If the sound of the qin is not stopped, these people will be completely controlled by them.

Ye Lingmo nodded, put away the jade fan in his hand, and was about to leap onto the martial arts stage with Feng Qingzi, destroying the lyre in Lin Xiao's hand, when a flute sound came from the lake.

Looking at the reputation, in the depths of the green willow, a white figure stood quietly under a willow tree.Yi Jue fluttered, and the jade flute in his hand glowed softly in the sun.

The somewhat desolate sound of the flute quickly spread across the lake, chasing Lin Xiao's sound constantly, playing back and forth one high and one low.

"It's Brother Jiu." Seeing the white shadow under the willow tree, Feng Qingzi was overjoyed.In terms of starting sound attack, apart from Xuanyuan Junxi, there is probably no one in this world who is a match for Feng Qinghan.

Sure enough, within a short while, Lin Xiao's piano sound became weaker, and the number of wind blades attacking Feng Ling was much less.

How could Feng Ling let go of this opportunity, pointing her toes on the ground, leaping with her whole body, a sword light flew towards Lin Xiao horizontally.

Holding the lyre, Lin Xiao jumped towards the open space beside him, plucking the strings with his fingers quickly, turned over, and then several wind blades flew towards Feng Ling.

Although Lin Xiao dodged Feng Ling's blow, the sound of the piano in his hand was already messed up.The people in the rivers and lakes on the lake suddenly woke up, and looked around in confusion, completely unaware that they were almost controlled by someone just now.

Seeing this, the maids playing the piano on the Jiuqu Corridor Bridge lifted the long piano in their hands, drew out the long sword hidden inside, and flew towards the pavilions on the lake.

The Jianghu people who had just woken up from the sound of the piano saw dozens of red figures flying towards them before they could figure out what happened.

In a panic, he picked up the weapon on the table and wanted to fight back, but found that he couldn't raise his internal strength no matter what. He could only watch them break into the pavilion where they were, and start killing.

Seeing this, Feng Qingzi and Ye Lingmo rushed towards the surrounding pavilions without any thought.

"Miss, do we want to help them?" Bizhu asked beautifully and slightly wrinkled as she watched those people on the lake who had lost their internal strength continue to die under the swords of those maidservants in red, holding the flower branches in their hands tightly.

After not hearing Xuanyuan Yuewu's answer for a long while, Bi Zhu couldn't help turning her head to look at her.However, Xuanyuan looked at a clump of willows by the lake with a very strange expression, and there was a hint of excitement and struggle in his phoenix eyes.

"Miss, what's the matter with you?" Bizhu saw Xuanyuan Yuewu showing such an expression for the first time, and followed her gaze.In the depths of the willow color, a white shadow stood quietly, one could tell it was Feng Qinghan at a glance.

Bizhu turned her gaze back somewhat puzzled, although she knew that her young lady seemed to have a different feeling towards Feng Qinghan, but she wouldn't be so excited when she saw him.

"Ah Qing..." Clutching the white silk in her hand, Xuanyuan Yuewu looked at the jade flute held in Feng Qinghan's hand, and her heart was already filled with wild waves.

In just an instant, tears welled up in the phoenix eyes, biting her lips tightly and looking at the white shadow in the distance, Xuanyuan Yuewu took a while to spit out two words slowly.

It turned out that the person she had been thinking about was really him.He did not die.

(End of this chapter)