Chapter 1347 The Flute Player

Chapter 50 The Flute Player

It seems that the man in black made his own choice in the end, Yang Yu sighed as he watched the man in black slowly sucking down.

"It's still a very loyal dog. I don't know if your master will be moved by your death." When he said this, there was no smile in Yang Yu's eyes, and then Yang Yu turned to look at Han next to him. No.

At this moment, Han Fei's eyes were all focused on the surrounding environment.

Feeling Yang Yu's gaze, Han Fei came back to his senses.

"Have we offended anyone recently?"

Judging from Han Fei's thinking, they can be said to be very peaceful recently.

There is no direct conflict with anyone at all, so why did these people appear here, and what is their purpose? It looked menacing.

Yang Yu took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands slowly, and dropped it to the ground.

"Their goal must be you, and you are the only one who is worth the most money among us." The smile on his face never disappeared, but he looked at Han Fei with a trace of teasing.

Han Fei covered his mouth and coughed twice.

"Don't be kidding me."

The surrounding rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Basically all smoke.

Looking at the rainwater that kept gathering, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything.

Looking back into the darkness, a black shadow appeared in the darkness. That black shadow should have been there early in the morning, but Yang Yu had been cleaning up another group of men in black before, and didn't care about that black shadow.

If you want to ask why Yang Yu didn't care about that shadow, the reason is that Yang Yu didn't feel any difference from that shadow, he was like a spectator, but sometimes this spectator would be a bit of an eyesore.

"Come out, I've been watching the show for so long, and I don't care about it for a while." Looking down at his fingers, they were slender and clean, not at all like the person he just killed.

On the contrary, Han Fei next to him heard Yang Yu's words, and looked at Yang Yu's gaze with some doubts.

Soon Han Fei also saw the shadow hidden in the darkness.

A dark blue flame appeared out of thin air in the rain.

Water and fire do not mix, and it seems to have become a joke in the hands of this person. There is no conflict between the burning of the flames and the falling of the rain, and there is a little harmony.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Yu heard the man's charming smile.

"It turns out that you have discovered me a long time ago. Since you are so bad, you don't tell me, let me wait here all the time. If my ability is not enough, maybe what you see now is a drenched me... "

Accompanied by the woman's delicate voice, the black figure came out of the darkness.

The first thing that was revealed was a red gauze dress, this red was so bright that it was extremely dazzling in the dark.

Yang Yu only stared at this woman.

This person is somewhat familiar.

But Yang Yu didn't think she would appear here in this situation. She shouldn't be staying in a certain place now, and it's not time for her to appear, right?

"This is..." Han Fei looked at the woman suspiciously. He had never seen this woman before.

However, this woman gave Han Fei a very familiar feeling. She didn't know where this familiarity came from, but there was a sense of familiarity.

Looking at the woman's gorgeous face, Yang Yu clicked his tongue.

"I know you're definitely not here for the show, so tell me, what's your purpose?"

Yang Yu forgot before.

He forgot that there is a kind of person who can use spells in this world, and he should be proficient in fire spells by nature.

Looking at the flame in the woman's hand, Yang Yu smiled.

"You're wrong, I'm just passing by." The woman smiled, and then disappeared into the darkness.

But the woman hasn't left yet.

Mo Crow's figure had already appeared on the side of the street, and he was still holding a person in his hand.

Maybe it was because of the heavy rain that hit him on the way. At this moment, Mo Crow looked extremely embarrassed, and the person beside him was not much better.

I saw that person constantly struggling.

"I haven't messed with you, have I? Why are you dragging me?"

The man was wearing a blue robe, and he didn't know whether it was a painting or a rune on his face.

The moment Yang Yu saw that person, he looked up at the sky. The heavy rain was still falling, but there was still no trace of makeup on that person's face.

Looks like it should be tattooed.

"Is this how you found the flute player?"

As Han Fei got closer and closer, Yang Yu also saw the true face of that person. That person looked very hot, his face was extremely pale, and his lips were purple when he was talking.

It doesn't look like frozen purple.

After the man struggled in vain, seeing that Mo Crow didn't want to give up on him, he couldn't help but get a little excited, his chest heaved up and down, and the man's expression became weird.

Mo Ya didn't know what was going on with that person, but Yang Yu, who was a bystander, knew what he had experienced, so he stepped forward and grabbed that person's wrist.

"Your Excellency is the one who just played the flute?" When Yang Yu's hand touched the man's wrist, he found that the breath in the man's body was very disordered, and he did not look like a person with martial arts at all.

The man looked back at Yang Yu

"I'm not, I, a wooden ghost, never know how to play the flute! You tell him he caught the wrong person, what kind of flute! Did he see that I have a flute in my hand?"

When speaking, the wooden ghost was still very emotional.

Seeing the wooden ghost's excited expression, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows.

Then he said, "You'd better not be too emotional now, I feel that the breath in your body is extremely disordered, if you continue to be agitated, maybe you don't have to go back safely, and you will die here directly."

Yang Yu's words were very useful, and the wooden ghost immediately calmed down. It seemed that the wooden ghost knew his own physical condition.

The wooden ghost keeps saying that he doesn't know how to play the flute, but his behavior is also very strange. Who would appear in such a place in the middle of the night?

Mo Ya ignored the wooden ghost, still clutching the wooden ghost by the collar.

The heavy rain kept pouring down, pouring on the face and body of the wooden ghost.

"When I went out, I only saw this man sneaking on the side of the street, and I didn't know what he was doing, so I brought him back." Mo Ya didn't describe him as the man playing the flute, It was just that he looked a little strange, so he brought him back.

After the rain, the sun shines.

Looking at the rising sun in the sky, Yang Yu turned to look at Han Fei.