Quick Wear Peace

An Ning wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at the wolf that was pouncing towards her relentlessly.

She turned around and ran, and Yu Mingye easily dispersed the black shadow.

Why did it change when it came to her?

Why are you so double-standard?

"Why is there a cliff here?" An Ning quickly stopped walking, because when she stopped suddenly, the small stones fell into the cliff, which was endless and without any echo.

The fog was so thick that I couldn't see anything clearly.

I turned around and saw the man in black chasing me frantically from behind.

Looking at the jade flute in her hand, she sneered, "Don't blame her for being rude."

He picked up the jade flute and put it to his mouth, and a sound like ghosts howling came out from the flute.

This was what Zheyan learned in the Three Lives World, but in the end because she really had no talent, Zheyan gave up on her.

Zheyan even said that he had never seen anyone who had such no sense of the moon.

In the end, it was her own composition, which she called "Crying and Tears"

Of course it wasn't her crying tears.

The black shadow covered his ears in pain, trying to prevent the unpleasant sound from entering his ears, but found it was of no use.

Slowly a black shadow fell down and disappeared, and behind it more and more black shadows gradually disappeared.

Seeing that it was clean and there was no corpse, An Ning comfortably took the jade flute back.

She hasn't practiced a musical instrument for a long time, so she has to practice well in the future.

Suddenly her figure slowly disappeared.

Yu Mingye looked at the powerful enemy in front of him, tightly gripping the weapon in his hand, searching for the opponent's weaknesses.

Suddenly, an indescribable and particularly unpleasant flute sound came from outside.

He covered his ears tightly, blood slowly flowed out of his eyes, and thin streams of blood flowed from his nose and ears.

He was bleeding from all seven orifices, otherwise the sound had disappeared in time, Yu Mingye would have felt that he would definitely return alive.

When I opened my eyes again, the enemy had disappeared.

Once again, he marveled at the powerful force.

When I turned around and wanted to go back, a gust of wind suddenly blew in front of me.

He immediately stepped back. An Ning looked at the strange things and familiar people in front of him, "Young Master."

"Xiaokong." Yu Mingye quickly put away his weapon and walked in front of An Ning.

"Why are you here?" His eyes were full of suspicion.

"My soul left my body again and followed you involuntarily." An Ning smiled bitterly helplessly.

"Was it you who made that flute sound just now?" Yu Mingye asked in disbelief, looking at the jade flute in An Ning's hand.

An Ning nodded, "Just now I saw a black shadow and didn't know what to do. Fortunately, my father taught me some magic. I put the magic power into the jade flute, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful."

An Ning scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"You are so awesome. Can you teach me when you go back?" The doubt in Yu Mingye's eyes disappeared, and he laughed and joked with An Ning as usual.

An Ning didn’t know whether he had really given up his doubts, but it didn’t matter. Once the mission was completed, she could leave.

"Okay, okay. It's very simple. I'll give it to you when I come back." An Ning readily agreed.

From then on, Yu Mingye no longer concealed his injuries and would come to An Ning whenever he was hurt.

The efficacy of the medicine in An Ning is very good. It took only a few days for the patient to be completely cured without any trace.

In this way, Yu Mingye was injured and An Ning was mending his wounds.

Yu Mingye came to An Ning's room slowly, with a heavy expression on his face, "Xiao Kong..."