When Yan Jinyu entered the underground dungeon, he only heard bursts of painful wailing.

Master, this is the bone flute he used before.

Yan Feng handed over the flute, and the blood stains on it had already been cleaned up, revealing a clear texture.

Bone flute?

Yan Jinyu took the flute over, and the moment he took it, he felt a strong evil spirit.

After several years of fighting in the battlefield, Yan Jinyu was very familiar with this evil spirit, and then carefully looked at the bone flute, and suddenly found two words at the bottom.

Long wind.

Yan Jinyu's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at the man in the water prison ahead.

At this moment, his hands were hoisted by iron chains, his lutes were pierced on both sides, and the water from the salt and pepper flooded his chest, irritating his wounds.

Ah! There was another hoarse cry of pain.

Yan Jinyu took two steps forward, looking down.

You are Qu Changfeng?

When the people in the water prison below heard the words, they were startled at first, and then glared at Yan Jinyu with hatred. His pale and thin cheeks had no trace of blood, and his hair was wet with water, with some scattered sticking to his face. He was extremely embarrassed.

Heh, since you know who I am, you'd better let me go immediately, otherwise...

Otherwise, what about? Yan Jinyu said coldly, and interrupted him, Let the Jingyue Clan come forward to attack this king?

The astonishment in Qu Changfeng's heart covered his whole body like a tornado, and he stared blankly at Yan Jinyu with his long and narrow eyes, You, how do you know about the Mirror Moon Clan?

The Mirror Moon Clan has lived in seclusion for generations, and now it has been more than a thousand years. People in the entire Fengyun Continent have forgotten the Mirror Moon Clan in the long history. How could anyone know about it?

Yan Jinyu was only guessing at the beginning, but Qu Changfeng's reaction gave him the answer.

He didn't know much about the Mirror Moon Clan, but he heard his master mention it once by chance. The Mirror Moon Clan made their living by guarding beasts, and every member of the clan was born with a special affinity for beasts.

However, the flute used by them to guard beasts is made from the bones of wild beasts in a special way.

No wonder Guoguo was so scared just now.

Yan Jinyu gathered her inner strength into the palm of her hand, and with another effort, the bone flute in her hand shattered instantly, turned into powder, and fell into the water prison.

puff!

Qu Changfeng spurted out a mouthful of blood, felt the powder of the bone flute floating on his body, and finally felt the threat of death at this moment.

Each person of the Mirror Moon Clan can only have one bone flute in a lifetime, and use secret methods to connect with life, so that the power of the bone flute can be maximized.

The bone flute is here, and the people are here.

When the bone flute is destroyed, so are the people.

This is something that every member of the Mirror Moon Clan knows.

Qu Changfeng's time is running out.

Hehe. Spitting out the remaining blood in his mouth, Qu Changfeng licked the blood-stained gums with the tip of his tongue, and looked at Yan Jinyu with eyes full of hatred, You are so angry that you will kill even if you offend the Jingyue Clan I, am I doing it to vent my anger on that so-called little beast? Hahaha, don’t be surprised, others can’t see what that little beast is, but I know it well, Yan Jinyu, you don’t really think it’s a beast Bar?

When the words fell, Qu Changfeng's mouth was full of blood gushing out again. His internal organs had been shattered by Yan Jinyu, and now he has lost his natal bone flute. To be able to speak such a long sentence is already trying to hold on .

Sure enough, in the next second, he rolled his eyes and only yelled out a sentence before dying.

You will regret this!

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