Destiny Little Crazy Concubine

Dissipates gone

Anyway, even if it has intelligence to be a tool spirit, it can't move without energy!You can throw it in the Lingxu first and leave it there, and after you get out from here, you can make a contract when you have time.

Although time was running short, Feng Qingyan also understood that she couldn't be in a hurry!Yingong is different from others, the most taboo thing is to mess up the position first.If the mood is disturbed, the effect will be greatly reduced, and in severe cases, it may even be backlashed!
Therefore, Feng Qingyan, whose psychological quality is still very strong, has a calm and unwavering face, and there is no hint of urgency or panic on his cold little face, except for the look of murder.

The jade flute held in her hand was firmly attached to her lips.The ups and downs of the slender fingers are skillful and smooth in movement.

And the phantom not far in front has been suppressed by the sound of the flute.Although he has been struggling and resisting, the big invisible hand holding his throat is getting tighter and tighter.He didn't even give him a chance to breathe for a moment, as if he wouldn't give up until his neck was broken.

Feng Qingyan narrowed her eyes slightly, and a sharp look flashed in her eyes.

The flute whirled and suddenly changed the melody.

The rhythm is not as fast as before. It sounds unhurried, like a leisurely stroll in the courtyard.

However, the painful roar that the old man uttered from the depths of his soul suddenly raised several tones, but it was very unsightly, forming a strong contrast with the sound of the flute.

Feng Qingyan took the previous dose of "medicine" very hard.At this moment, he tried his best to add a "death talisman" to it.

The phantom finally couldn't hold on any longer. In the struggle, he bent his knees and silently knelt on the ground, his back bowed deeply like a shrimp.The half-white long hair draped behind her shoulders fell down in front of her body.

During the shaking, several times, his head almost hit the ground.

Even so, he still refused to admit defeat, and his hands were still tightly wrapped around his neck.The desire to survive is very strong.

In this situation, as a doctor whose mission is to save the dying and heal the wounded, Feng Qingyan couldn't help feeling a little moved.

However, emotion is emotion, but she will not soften her heart.Even if, just a little bit.

Now that the physical body is dead, it is time to re-enter reincarnation and be reincarnated as a human being.And taking home and rebirth is a sinful thing that cannot be tolerated by heaven.Therefore, this person violated the way of heaven first, so he didn't deserve her sympathy at all.

Amidst the melodious sound of the flute, the phantom's neck was not twisted, nor did its head fall off.Instead, at a speed visible to the naked eye, it gradually becomes transparent!

The outline of the figure is still clearly visible, and even the hands holding the neck have not become blurred.Just, more and more transparent!

until--

The howling sound, which had not been weakened in the slightest, suddenly stopped abruptly.And the phantom that was so transparent that it almost melted into the thin black mist completely disappeared the moment the roar stopped.

The sound of the flute gradually slowed down and stopped.Soon, there was silence.

The jade flute, warmed by the exhaled breath, slowly left the cherry lips, held it in his hand, and hung to his side.

"Huh—" Feng Qingyan let out a long breath of foul air, turned her head and looked behind her.

however--

"Ah!"

The scene behind her made her dumbfounded for an instant.

I saw that Xiao Yuchen was holding the straw in his mouth, sucking the air in the storage bag.Seeing her looking over, she still looked calm and composed.

(End of this chapter)