C55 Dark Incense

Lee Pingjue, who was in a dangerous situation, didn't do anything else. Instead, he picked up the jade flute in his hand and put it near his mouth and started playing.

His five fingers played a few times in the hole of the jade flute's finger, and the music flowed. It made people wonder how he was able to enjoy playing the flute in this kind of situation.

There were not many good things done in school. As soon as the flute sounded, a clear and melodious tune flowed out, "The moonlight of the past, count how many times it shines on me, playing the flute by the plum blossoms." Perhaps only Zhang Jingxuan, Zhao Yinshuang and a few others could hear that Lee Pingjue was playing a song made by the Song Dynasty's Jiang Kui, Dark Fragrance.

The words were like clouds in the clouds. :

In the old days, the moon shines on me a few times, playing the flute by the plum blossoms. Summoning up the jade person, regardless of the cold or climbing.

He Xun was getting older and older, and he had forgotten all about the spring breeze.

However, it was strange that the bamboo had flowers on its exterior, and the fragrance had entered the jade mat.

The country of Jiang was in a state of silence. Sighing, Lu Zhi and Ye Xue were still far away, and Ye Xue had just begun to accumulate. The Green Sovereign was easy to weep, the red eels were silent, Geng Xiangyi.

The long record had once held hands, with thousands of trees pressing down, the West Lake's Icy Jade.

When did they see each other again?

When they heard these words, it was as if a scholarly scholar was playing a song with the lake water under the moonlight. When they thought about it, they would never forget this love.

The sound of the flute grew clearer and clearer. In contrast to the sneak attacks and assassinations on the scene, the noble and noble Yu Xian became more and more despicable.

With the sound of the flute, Wang Zhiquan, who had succeeded in his first attack, was slightly embarrassed. Then, he was busy dealing with it.

It turned out that there were waves of energy that flew out from the sound hole of the jade flute along with the sound of the syllable. Like arrows, they flew randomly towards Wang Zhiquan's chest.

Wang Zhiquan knew how powerful it was. He used the cone in his left hand to hit the flute. The sound of the flute, coupled with the melodious sound of the flute, sounded like the sound of the zither and the tune.

After pushing aside the wave of energy from the jade flute, Wang Zhiquan only felt happy in his heart. Because he knew that the jade flute in Lee Pingjue's hand was a rare treasure. Lee Pingjue had been personally taught martial arts by Lee Yuming. In addition to the fact that he loved music, there were many changes to the jade flute. This flute was extremely difficult to deal with.

It seemed like the sneak attack and setup had succeeded today. Lee Pingjue's martial arts had been greatly reduced. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the next wave of Qi so easily.

While thinking about this, Wang Zhiquan didn't stop at all. His right hand drew out a ray of light and pierced towards Lee Pingjue's chest. He wished he could pierce through Lee Pingjue's chest.

After slowing down for a while, Lee Pingjue finally had a few more choices. He played the flute with both hands to face the biggest crisis in front of him. Wang Zhiquan's attack paused for a moment. However, the three venomous snakes behind him still attacked without stopping, attacking the vital points on the neck, back, and waist respectively.

Lee Pingjue would break if he broke, but he did not dodge. Instead, he sped up and jumped back to face the three daggers. This was something that the Tung family brothers did not expect.

The three of them were extremely cunning. Seeing this situation, all kinds of thoughts ran through their minds. This Lee Pingjue wanted to give credit to his brother? Perhaps not, perhaps not, definitely not! Then what was going on? There must be a conspiracy involved!

The three brothers could not help but share the same thoughts as they withdrew the force in their hands. They must not be careless and fall into the enemy's trap. Whether or not he could kill the enemy was secondary. He must not be injured.

After hesitating for a moment, Lee Pingjue had already run over, because the Tung family brothers' daggers had not been stabbed with full force yet. They had only used half of their attacks, and Lee Pingjue was in a hurry. The three daggers aimed at Lee Pingjue's neck, back, and lower back were all stabbed at the center of his back. After blocking for a while, they still pierced into Lee Pingjue's body. The three brothers had never seen such a method of using one's body as a shield. Their hands and feet softened a little.

The three of them all felt that Lee Pingjue was usually gentle and gentle, but at this moment, he was like a great general who took the head of a general from a great army. His imposing manner was imposing. Although he had already been injured, everyone was too close to him. The most important thing at the moment was to stay away from him. The relationship between a gentleman and a man was as light as water. The friendship between a man and a man was as good as water. Everyone was not that familiar with each other.

Lee Pingjue, who didn't care about the sharp blade on his back, rushed backwards at high speed. He had already slightly increased the distance between him and Wang Zhiquan. Just as the three brothers of Tung family were about to run away with oil under their feet, Lee Pingjue stretched out his jade flute. He pushed the flute at the waist, back, and neck of the three brothers, which happened to be where the three of them were going to attack him. He used the force that the three of them wanted to escape with and shifted them. The three fat bodies had already flown up. They flew towards Wang Zhiping, who was chasing them.

Wang Zhiping saw the three fat figures flying towards him and knew that he could not kill them with one attack. Helpless, he could only put his hands back into his sleeves. His left and right hands slapped at Tung Qinglong and Tang Fengxian who were flying towards him almost at the same time. Then, he kicked the butt of the third brother Tung Yuanyuan at the same time. The three of them fell to the ground like three balls of different sizes.

Tung Qinglong's butt was on the ground, which made him look good. Tang Feng looked a bit worse. His back was on the ground, and his four legs were facing the sky. He looked like he was in a bad shape. The most miserable one was Tung Yuanyuan. He lied down on the ground with a thud. Luckily, his big belly helped him to relax a little.

The three brothers hurriedly got up and retreated far away. They gathered together. Tung Yuanyuan touched his fat face and let out a long sigh. "Fortunately, I have excellent martial arts skills. At the critical moment, I saved my handsome face."

Tung Qinglong and Tang Fengxian shouted, "Who lost the banana skin on the ground and caused my brothers to fall? Do you have any moral integrity? Is there any law?"

The three of them did not know what they were talking about, and no one had time to pay attention to them.

Lee Pingjue retreated to the side, and finally managed to get rid of this sniper attack for the time being. The injuries on his body were not light, and he felt that there was a possibility that his True Qi would not be able to continue. He stood still and smiled bitterly at Wang Zhiquan, "Fifth brother, you are..."

Because he had observed the surrounding movements, he had long noticed that he was not the only one who had been attacked. He just did not know if it was because of the loss of blood, but his eyes had become blurry, and he could not really see it from a distance.

On the other side, the Fourth Chief, Huang Luandu, was hanging on his left arm softly. He was actually interrupted by someone with some unknown technique. He was glaring at Kuan Jiangjing, the leader of the Seven Walls Gang, angrily. Kuan Jiangjing's condition was not any better. It was obvious that he had been punched in the chest. Even his clothes had been torn into pieces, and a small dent had appeared on his chest. The bones in his ribs were probably broken.

Kuan Jiangjing still had the same confused and arrogant expression as before. He said, "Why did you hit me? Why did you disturb me when I was thinking about something?"

It turned out that just as Wang Zhiquan attacked Lee Pingjue, Huang Luandu threw a punch at Kuan Jiangjing. The punch was like a sudden clap of thunder.