The night is quiet, and a new moon poked out a beautiful figure from the night sky. The melodious sound of flute slowly floated out from the highest building in the Ding Family Mansion. Notes one by one, as if elegant elves were walking in the night sky, fascinating.

The sound of the flute ignored the formation barrier set up by Jiang Chengzi, winded his body and spread everywhere.

Many people inside and outside the Ding Mansion stopped and listened, and they all knew that it was the Ding family's son-in-law playing the flute.

"This sound is really nice, like a song and a crying immortal song!" A scholar-like man shook his head in a yard next to Ding's mansion, intoxicated, listening with his ears on his ears, and recording something on the paper from time to time.

He was a mortal who came here and loved music. He heard that there was a fairy sound here, and the Ding Mansion could not enter, so he devoted himself to it and became a servant just to listen to this obsessive immortal song.

There are also many aunts and maids in Ding's mansion, and they are intoxicated and discuss with each other.

"How could there be such a moving song in this world? It's incredible."

"I heard that the third uncle is the world's number one music master, and no one can defeat him."

"Miss Three really found a good partner. She is gentle and elegant, beautiful, and can play such a good song."

"It's a pity that I'm a little weak and I keep coughing. I don't know if it will affect my child."

"Forget it, I heard from someone that the third uncle is a very powerful immortal. I guess the third uncle will be fine for your grandchildren, let alone have a baby."

A group of women were talking about it. They were not people in the world of cultivation. They were all recruited from the mortal world to do things.

In the past, the Ding family was only considered a first-class family in Zhongshu. Such a family would always invite some mortals to work in the mansion. Although they have entered a first-class family, this habit has not been changed. Moreover, with the personalities of Ding Hui and Song Zhe, they think this is good and more humane.

The opinions of the third lady and the third uncle are naturally the most important things in the house. This habit has been preserved in this way.

The word "Dou Demon" is powerful in the world of cultivation, but for these three aunts, six aunts, maids and maids, they don't know much about what these two words mean. They know that this elegant young man who plays flute very well is the third aunt of their Ding family. He has a good temper but is a little poor in health.

Song Zhe played the coral flute in such an environment, and naturally he would not activate the true energy. To the audience, it was like the sound of heaven. Over time, it attracted many people from the mortal world to come to see him. But they didn't understand at all that, if the playback of this melodious immortal song, if the playback was heartless, it could instantly turn into a life-threatening butcher knife and corpse buried thousands of miles away.

Chen Panyin was next to the group of people, looking at the tower in the distance. There were two figures on it, Song Zhe and Ding Hui.

The sound of the flute is melodious and moving, but Chen Pan, who has mastered the sound of the sound, could feel a boring sound in the sound of the flute, which is very obscure and most people can't hear it at all. It seems that Song Zhe was not in a good mood at this time.

Because he didn't want to attract the attention of the others in the Ding family, he thought he had to search carefully, but he didn't expect that the two of them would be able to find them so easily. Chen Pan took a brief look at the surrounding situation and hid himself in the night sky and flew towards the tower.

Before he reached the tower, Song Zhe's flute suddenly stopped, and Chen Pan heard him sigh.

"I'm sorry, my father didn't mean to help Emperor Yuan capture Chen Pan. It's just that Tianji Pavilion is powerful, and if you don't cooperate, you'll be afraid of trouble. Moreover, there are such notices everywhere in the world, and it doesn't make much sense to post them here or not, so it's just a good idea." Ding Hui said.

At this time, she was wearing a white-backed red dot jacket and a light green long skirt. Her head was no longer the braids she had before, but was changed to a woman's bun. She hadn't seen her for many years and seemed to be much more calm.

But I think so, people will grow up. After experiencing the Pingcheng incident two hundred years ago, I saw my sweetheart angrily beating for the beauty and killing thousands of miles of blood. No matter who it is, they will become mature.

In fact, it is not just her, Zhao Lei, Song Zhe, and Meng Xuan who should have changed a lot. Especially Zhao Lei and himself, many things are on their backs. They are no longer the two mountain kings who were doing nothing in Longting Mountain and Yunmengze back then.

After thinking about it, maybe the only thing that has not changed is Yang Zhu. Although that guy disappeared and could not find anyone, Chen Pan's instinctive feeling was probably not changing at all. The most difficult habit in this world to change may be heartless.

Hearing what Ding Hui said, Song Zhe sighed again: "I understand that my father is also for my own good. He is worried that I am in health and is afraid that I will come to the door. I am just sighing why Chen Pan always suffers so many hardships."

"When he was in the Xuanzhou of Dongji, he was expelled from the sect because of his master's involvement. Later, he was targeted by someone because of his weapon refining skills and was forced to flee to Longting Mountain. He was killed by the elders of the Fox Clan for more than a hundred years, and he thought he had suffered a lot. He sacrificed himself to save the ancient continent four hundred years ago. Even if he could come back, he knew that he must have suffered a lot. After finally coming back, he became an inexplicable world-destroying demon star."

Ding Hui was also depressed: "I always feel that the troubles on him never seemed to have been stopped. It's just that in the images sent by Tianji Pavilion, the person who destroyed the world was indeed him. What's going on?"

Song Zhe shook his head: "He is my brother, and I know him better than others. He will never destroy the world for no reason, and even his nostalgia for life is stronger than each of us. How can such a person die? Not to mention whether the image is true or false, even if it appears one day, I believe that it will be forced out by these so-called righteous people."

"And if he wants to destroy the world, he will run away four hundred years ago. He has all his skills and is unpredictable. Even if the Supreme One attacks in, I believe he can live well, so why bother with such a move?"

When Song Zhe was excited, he couldn't help but cough violently. Although Chen Pan was not good at healing his injuries, he still had some experience in identifying the injuries after mastering the Taoist patterns of life.

Song Zhe was indeed injured, and it was not easy. I think it was to prevent Zhao Lei from worrying, so he told him that there was no big problem. With Song Zhe's strength, he should have discovered that he had already discovered it, but he did not react at all, which is enough to show how bad his current situation is.

Even if you can still exert tens of your combat effectiveness, you may not last for a few minutes.

Chen Pan would never think that Song Zhe had discovered himself and said those words to him on purpose. The brothers had deep feelings and could sacrifice themselves for the other party. There would never be such false benevolence and righteousness.

Flying forward and landing upstairs, Chen Pan changed back to his own appearance.

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

There seems to be a lot of things to say, but it seems that just saying these four words is enough.
Chapter completed!