The prince disliked her, and the legitimate daughter was reborn and married to the regent

"You can?"

Yun Shuo looked down at his sister. The heavy rain soaked his hair, revealing his wet forehead. His eyes, which looked very similar to Yun Nian's, showed a gloomy look.

"I can."

In the sudden storm, Yun Nian didn't have the energy to observe the expression on his face. She just squatted down and picked up a rain-soaked leaf from the ground.

It looked dirty because it was wet with mud, but the rain was so heavy that all the dirt disappeared and it became clean, just like herself.

"Without a zither, I can only use leaves. Fuqiu, can you dance?"

Yun Nian's eyes curved up. Although her vision was blurry and she couldn't see clearly, Fuqiu's tone was still as confident and spoiled as ever.

"Just brag with confidence. If it weren't for the mummy, I would have dealt with this damn thing long ago."

In order to better transmit the sound to Fuqiu's ears in the heavy rain, Yun Nian staggered over. Yun Shuo failed to grab the corner of her clothes and looked at his palm with an unpleasant expression.

"Sisi..."

A slightly worried voice came out of Shen Ningsi's mouth. She pressed Huo Daiyu's wound, her fingertips turning white with force.

It was different, Sisi's tone, something she didn't know happened to Sisi, but she couldn't stop it,

Shan Miao and Lan Yin knelt in the heavy rain, seemingly unable to see what was happening before their eyes.

"Boom!"

A flash of white light passed by, and thunder roared. A huge thunder crashed down, like a drumstick hitting a drum.

A slight but clear and melodious tune sounded. Yun Nian placed the leaf between her lips and teeth, and the mysterious tune that belonged only to Ke Luo came out.

At first the sound was just slow, with a nonchalant teasing tone, but in Yun Nian's mouth, it became faster and faster.

It was clearly the same tune, but after speeding up, it became somewhat eerie, as if some kind of urgent atmosphere was spreading.

At first Shan Miao didn't notice it, but when she heard it clearly, her face changed immediately. She knelt straight and yelled with a broken voice,

"Stop her now!"

But she herself could not move. No matter how loudly she yelled, the mummy did not move any faster because of her scolding.

The rain was connected into threads, forming a silvery-white curtain that stretched all the way to the sky, but because of the overly gloomy weather, it was also slightly gray and black.

Yun Nian watched the lotus dancing on the ground in front of her through the heavy rain. Her body was soft and her long braids swung out as she turned her head, creating a strange rhythm in the air and in the rain.

It should be faster, Yun Nian thought, the tune she sang became more and more urgent, it seemed like she was the only one left in the world, all the dangers lost their color,

The monster began to tremble, and the mummies began to waver. They took firm steps, but it was as if they were stepping into an uneven swamp.

This mud and swamp were not originally an obstacle for them, but now it greatly reduced their movement speed.

"Hey!"

Huo Daiyu's shout was like a thunderclap, exploding directly in the rainstorm. She twisted her ankle, and the wound turned white in the rain, and the color of the flesh could not be seen clearly.

She took her dagger and slashed the sharp blade through the neck of the mummy.

How could the leaves produce such a strange and moving tune? She turned her head and looked at Yun Nian. There were so many mysteries about her that she was afraid of the dangers behind her.

"Ugly thing, get away from me!"

But so what? Shen Ningsi must have thought the same as her. Sisi was their friend. No matter whether she was a good person or a bad person, beautiful or ugly, she was someone they would always protect.

If she wanted to explore the caves, save the damsel in distress, help Ke Luo's people, or do anything else, then she could do it. They would never ignore her.

Yun Shuo stood quietly by the side, watching Yun Nian playing the flute with her back to him in the rainstorm, with an expression on his face that was hard to tell whether it was regret or relief.

Yun Nian didn't know how to play the leaf flute originally, but she occasionally saw him playing it in her yard, so she begged him to teach her.

He would never reject her, even though people thought it was frivolous for a woman to play the leaf flute.

At first, Yun Nian could only blow out a "puff puff" sound when she held the leaf. She threw the leaf in her hand away in frustration, and then took the leaf in his hand without caring about anything else.

"It must be Ye Zi's problem. The one in your hand is the best. I want yours."

But they had lived together forever, how could he dare? She was a child, but he was not.

But he couldn't refuse, so he could only wash the leaves and pass them to her. She blew the fresh green leaves, which vibrated with a trembling tune, as chaotic as his bad mood at that time.

Later, Yun Nian grew up a little and understood the difference between men and women, so she no longer asked for the leaves he had blown.

She was always like this, after doing something crazy, she would mess people up, but then she would pull away, leaving him alone to calm their restless hearts.

It was Yun Nian's fault. She had relied on her brother from the beginning. She had not managed the distance between them well from the beginning. She was too dazzling and people couldn't help but chase her and get close to her.

The mere existence of Yun Nian is enough to drive people crazy.

Reason and emotion were entangled in Yun Shuo's mind, just like the thunder and heavy rain at this moment.

The mummy's movements became sluggish, and the monster's body began to shrink, as if it was enduring some unbearable pain.

The roar broke through the thunder, frightening the women who were huddled together in the rainstorm to sob.

Yun Nian played non-stop, and the strange and bizarre tunes pierced the ears of the beasts and the mummies sharply, and Fuqiu danced an enchanting dance with her.

The thunder gradually became smaller, the dark clouds were still there, but the rainstorm was gradually receding.

Huo Daiyu flipped his wrist, and the mummy's head flew off their necks and fell heavily into the mud.

Her face was also splashed with mud and water, and she looked as miserable as a soldier on the march.

"Yun Nian, faster, more intensely, I want to let this monster know that those who are born without blessings should disappear from this world, it is, and so is he."

Yun Nian could no longer hear Fuqiu's voice. All her attention was focused on playing the leaf flute. The non-stop playing made her brain almost go blank.

"No! Absolutely not!"

A shrill cry was heard, and a figure with a ferocious expression appeared in Yun Nian's blurry vision.