An LAN Xintong does not feel dizzy in front of her eyes. When she looks clear again, she sits in a daze and looks at yueman bamboo obsessively.

She only thought that the melody of Yuxiao was so beautiful.

Moreover, yueman bamboo itself is gorgeous. When playing flute like this, it seems as if it is poetic and picturesque, and has a sense of elegance.

There is even a sense of ecstasy, as if like the wind.

There is a sense of beauty, like a painting.

An Lan Xin Tong Leng Leng's looking at, the heartbeat is very fast very fast.

Anlan Xintong looks at yueman bamboo as if she has forgotten to think and breathe. She just looks at him.

After a while, there was a sound outside.

"Ah Poof... "

Apparently, it's like a confusing hum just made. The man vomited blood and was injured.

Then an lanxintong saw yuemanzhu put the Yuxiao down from his lips, and his fingers moved, as if there was a flash of light in his hand, with a faint red light.

Is a kind of enchanting red, red color, with the charm of bewitching people.

This red light sent out, let the cinnabar mole on the forehead of yueman bamboo more bloody.

An Lan Xin Tong looked at it, and her heart beat faster and faster.

Her heart beat so fast that she didn't know why.

Yueman bamboo is so beautiful. It's gorgeous.

Beauty, even if it is just sitting quietly, has a kind of bewitching magic.

Between month man bamboo hand light a flash, his hand that jade Xiao is like a weapon, flew out.

An Lan Xin Tong could not help but lift the curtain of the carriage and look out.

See that jade Xiao with light, faintly toward a direction of attack and go, like a dagger, as if still very flexible.

An Lan Xin Tong exclaimed and looked at it, thinking that this is the real martial arts!

Her skill is not enough to see in front of yueman bamboo.

An lanxintong heard from deep in the forest, "ah ah..." The sound of the sound.

It seems that the attacker was hurt.

Just as an LAN Xintong continues to watch curiously, she is pulled into the carriage by yueman bamboo.

"Well?"

Yueman bamboo fingers move, the carriage curtain was put down, "it's dangerous outside, don't look outside."

Anlan Xintong looked at yueman bamboo and asked, "are the killers outside very strong?"

Yueman bamboo look a little condensation, "there is a person who can be lost in sound, can control people's mind, let people into deep sleep."

An Lan Xin Tong listens to these words and knows that the strength of these people is not weak, but no matter how strong they are, they are not as strong as yueman bamboo.

An lanxintong can feel a sense of security in her heart.

But an Lan Xin Tong still has some doubts, "who is going to kill me?"

"People who can kill me are here to kill me."

Some of the weak killers are bandits, some are killers in the rivers and lakes. Of course, no matter how strong these people are, yuemanzhu doesn't pay attention to them, and it's not enough to let yuemanzhu fight.

And those powerful people, yuemanzhu, know that they are here to kill him.

Hearing this, an lanxintong's face changed, "what? Why kill you? "

An Lan Xin Tong because of a anxious a nervous, hand to hold on man bamboo hand, hard to hold.

There was a light of worry in my eyes.

"Don't worry, they can't kill me."

Even so, an lanxintong feels that someone is going to kill yuemanzhu, and she is worried.

But she does not have the powerful internal skill of this era, otherwise she can also help yueman bamboo.