The sound of the flute falls on Douluo

Chapter 114

The Soul Emperor who suddenly appeared, his eyes glowing red, fixedly stared at Mo Fan in front of him.

"You seem to have a good time killing?" A frosty voice came from his throat, and the surging coercion of the Soul Emperor unreservedly rolled towards Mo Fan.

Although Mo Fan felt the pressure coming, he was still within the tolerance range.

"I thought all of you idiots couldn't speak human words, didn't you think that there are people who can speak?" Mo Fan taunted with the corner of his mouth curled up.

But the man didn't care, his eyes were red and bright, and the voice sounded again, "Since you like killing people so much, why don't you join us, and I will let you kill to your heart's content."

Mo Fan glanced at him in surprise, and couldn't help but tease: "Did my behavior cause you some misunderstanding?"

"Is not it?"

I don't know if it's because after believing in the evil god, the believers' brains are a little bit dull, and they haven't figured out the situation until now.

"Of course not." Then Mo Fan yelled in Flender's direction, "Flender! You should start working!"

As soon as the words fell, a whirlwind like a knife blew past the heads of Mo Fan and the others.

The strong wind forced the man to protect his eyes, and when he opened them again, a bird-man with wings had appeared between the two of them.

"Soul Emperor's cultivation is alright, right?"

"Don't worry, the difference between a soul emperor and a soul saint is not just in level." Flender replied confidently.

"Then I'll leave it to you. I'm going to the north of the city."

"No..." Flender was about to turn around and answer, but found that Mo Fan had already run away.

"He's really an impatient kid." Flender shook his head helplessly, and then looked playfully at the soul emperor in front of him.

He moved his hands and feet, "It's been a long time since I've fought with anyone, let me play with you next."

"Roar!"

After being provoked, the man let out a roar like a beast, and rushed towards Flender.

In the north of the city, Soto City is now the largest battlefield.

After beheading the attacking enemy again, Yan and Yan Ling'er leaned back to back with difficulty.

"Why are there so many evil god believers in this area? Could it be the same in other places?" Yan gasped, surprised.

Regarding Yan's guess, Yan Ling'er gave him a blank look, "You think too much, didn't you realize that these people came from other places?"

After finishing speaking, she pointed to the distance, and in that direction, there were still a steady stream of enemies coming here.

Yan was stunned immediately after reading it, "Collaborate and come running towards us?!"

"Then it's all your fault!" Yan Ling'er glared at him angrily, "The fight is so loud!"

"Why are you blaming me?!" Yan was stunned by the scolding.

Your movement is not small, okay!But Yan wisely didn't say this sentence, after all, it's easier to admit your mistake than to be reasonable with a woman.

Sure enough, after Yan asked back, Yan Ling'er started to play a rogue, "I blame you if I blame you, what's the matter?!"

Yan raised his eyebrows, realizing that things were not easy.

Let's be a quiet backer.

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault for making such a big noise, it's all my fault."

"I don't know it yet! What are you waiting for!"

After Yan admitted, Yan Ling'er angrily pushed him out.But it didn't work hard.

There was no way, Yan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, could only fall into the battle again.

I was fed up by Yan Ling'er, and now I just had a target to vent, and I didn't care how much soul power I had left, so I raised my third soul ring directly.

The swirling flames swept through the rushing crowd in the blink of an eye.

Yan Ling'er was both amused and annoyed at seeing Yan releasing the little soul power that was left regardless.

I had no choice but to join the battle, trying to end the battle as soon as possible.

However, they are just two soul masters, and their ability to support until now has already exceeded their limit.

After a while, Yan Linger, who was slightly inferior, was caught by the opponent and knocked down to the ground.

And Yan Ling'er's fall to the ground also caused Yan to be distracted. Although the time was very short, the opponent still caught the opportunity and directly knocked Yan out.

But before they could deliver their dying speeches, the sound of flutes one after another resounded in the night sky.

Dense black vines drilled out from the ground, immediately drowning the crowd.

"Is there any power left?"

A familiar voice rang in the ears of the two, and at this time, Mo Fan had appeared beside them.

The two looked at each other and nodded resolutely.

"Burn them, tonight's hunting is over." Mo Fan said flatly.

After that, the sound of the flute remained the same.

With the disappearance of the last flame in the north of the city, the siege was declared over.

The city lord's mansion, the city lord cheerfully welcomed everyone in.

Facing Flender's treacherous eyes, the city lord handed over five thousand gold soul coins with great interest.

Although Flender didn't contribute much today and only killed one Soul Emperor, in the eyes of the city lord, Mo Fan and the others would not have been able to kill so freely without Flender.

As for what the facts look like, Flender himself probably doesn't know very well.

"Thank you for your help today." The city lord politely added tea to everyone.

"You don't need to be so polite." After putting the golden soul coins away, Flender accepted the tea offered by the city lord with a happy face.

But just as he extended his hand halfway, he was stopped by Mo Fan.

"Mr. Flender, have you finished receiving your reward?" Mo Fan looked at Flender with a smile and asked gently.

Flender pulled out the hand that was grabbed by Mo Fan, and asked with a hint of puzzlement on his face: "I finished receiving it, what's the matter?"

"Your business is over, can you go? We still have something to talk about." Mo Fan issued an order to evict the guest instead of the guest.

Although the tone is euphemistic, it has an undeniable taste.

Flender gave the Santo a strange look, then put away his usual cunning, gave Mo Fan a deep look, and led Ma Hongjun out of the living room.

Seeing that Mo Fan had something to talk to him about, the city lord said to Mo Fan kindly, "I wonder if you guys have something to talk to me about?"

Mo Fan didn't immediately reply to the words of the city lord, but kept looking at the door where Flender left.

After confirming that Flender was far away, Mo Fan looked back at the Santo.

But he still didn't say to the city owner, "Grandpa Ghost, let's do it."

As soon as the words fell, before the city lord could react, a dark gray soul power suddenly appeared in the void, shooting straight towards the city lord.

The cold soul power suddenly entered the body, and the city owner trembled.

"What do you mean?!" The city lord looked at Mo Fan in amazement.

"Learn about Wuhundian-style negotiations."

Mo Fan smiled warmly, but in the eyes of the city lord, he was like a devil.

(End of this chapter)