Martial Arts: Master Huang, Opening: Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon
10 Guqin and Xiao Ensemble! I can’t take it anymore!

Qian Yu Qi

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Zhou Botong placed his hands on the tree trunk, his body half bent, his eyes looking out.

Just now, he clearly felt that the array under his feet seemed to have changed.

Although it was very subtle, with his martial grandmaster realm, he could still sense it.

"I think the array formation has been completely set up!”

He thought that the change in the formation just now was caused by an expert hiding in the dark.

"Humph!"

"Old Thief Huang is quite happy!"

"You won't be able to laugh later!"

From his perspective.

At this moment, there was an unconcealable joy on Apothecary Huang's face.

He could already imagine how Apothecary Huang would look when he was defeated.

He would definitely be as miserable as he was back then.

Thinking of this, he almost laughed out loud.

However, at this moment, Huang Yaoshi, who was on the other side.

He didn't notice Zhou Botong's arrival and laughed out loud while looking at Ning Feng.

"Hahaha!"

"Such a happy moment!"

"Why does everyone have to play the zither?"

Although the array was broken, he did not take it to heart at all.

This was because the array could be reset.

Moreover, with Ning Feng's ultimate armor technique, the array formation set up would definitely be more perfect than before.

"Since Master is in the mood!"

"This disciple is naturally willing to accompany you!"

Ning Feng replied with a smile in his eyes.

At the same time, he took the zither from his back.

It was entrenched under a peach blossom tree, and its eyes swept across its surroundings.

He glanced in Zhou Botong's direction.

It seemed unintentional, but it was intentional!

The moment Zhou Botong stepped into the peach blossom forest, Ning Feng had already noticed his existence.

One had to know that in the array of the Wind Empress Mystic Gate.

Everything was under Ning Feng's control.

Even the slightest change could not escape his senses.

Not to mention a living person.

However, Ning Feng didn't take Zhou Botong's spying to heart.

What harm was there in watching for a while?

As long as he entered the array, everything was still under his control!

Moreover, he had changed the position of the array formation again just now!

Zhou Botong wanted to leave, but it was not as simple as when he came!

"Hahaha! Good!"

"Ning, son, play the zither! I'll blow the flute!"

Hearing Ning Feng's response, Medicine Master Huang smiled and said.

After saying that!

He took off the ancient yellow flute from his waist.

At this moment.

Huang Rong suddenly spoke.

"Father!"

"Let me do it!"

She smiled and looked at Medicine Master Huang, then at Ning Feng.

As Medicine Master Huang's daughter, she was the same as Ning Feng.

As for the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, Qimen and Dun Jia knew them all.

Although he wasn't as abnormal as Ning Feng, he could still take it out!

Hearing this.

Medicine Master Huang raised his eyebrows and looked at his daughter.

He immediately understood.

The expression on his face was a smile that was not a smile!

"Take it!"

He threw the ancient yellow flute in his hand over.

As a father, how could he not know what his daughter was thinking?

Huang Rong took her father's ancient yellow flute and walked slowly on the peach blossoms on the ground.

After a while, he stood beside Ning Feng.

"Junior Sister Rong 'er!"

"Let's play a song of the rising tide of the blue sea!”

Looking at Huang Rong standing beside him, Ning Feng could even smell a faint fragrance.

In fact, the zither and flute played together.

The Blue Sea Tide Song was not the best choice.

Instead, it was Smiling Proud in the World.

If he wanted to perfectly display the function of the zither and flute, this song would be able to bring it to its fullest!

"Yes!"

"After leaving the island! He had to think of a way to get the song of Smiling Proud in the Pugilistic World!”

"If you play such a bold song with the Eight Notes of Heavenly Dragons, it will definitely have a huge destructive power!”

With this thought, Ning Feng placed his fingers on the zither strings.

Then, it began to move.

That's why.

In the peach blossom forest, a beautiful melody was heard.

One person played the zither and the other played the flute.

Their clothes fluttered in the wind, and their music was melodious.

The two different instruments seemed to have completely fused together at this moment.

There was nothing out of the ordinary.

At this moment.

Medicine Master Huang, who was standing at the side, watched this scene.

He looked gratified.

At some point, a tear had appeared at the corner of her eyes.

In a daze.

He seemed to see his deceased wife, Feng Heng.

Back then, the two of them were the same as now.

In the peach blossom forest, playing the zither and flute.

But that could not be returned…

"Ning 'er!"

"Don't repeat my mistakes!”

Thinking of his wife, Feng Heng, Medicine Master Huang sighed in his heart.

However, very quickly.

He waved his hand, and the regret on his face was gone.

She was once again wearing a happy expression.

"Such a beautiful song!"

"How can we not have good wine?"

As they spoke.

He took down the wine bag at his waist.

He wanted to drink to his heart's content.

However, there was nothing left in the deflated wine bag.

"What a pity!"

However, before he could finish his sentence.

Two large wine jars suddenly appeared in front of him.

Moreover, the mouth of the altar had already been opened.

Instantly, the fragrance of the wine filled the entire peach blossom forest.

Seeing this scene, Huang Yaoshi was stunned.

However, he soon understood.

Ning Feng must have used a transportation technique.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at Ning Feng, who was still playing the zither.

From his perspective.

The corner of Ning Feng's mouth curled up slightly, his expression incomparably indifferent.

Just now.

When he was playing the zither, he lifted his finger slightly in the narrow space and used the Eight Gates to transport the Peach Blossom Wine over.

The first was to resolve his master's desire to drink.

More importantly, it was because of Zhou Botong.

This was the purpose of him taking the wine.

At this moment.

Zhou Botong, who was still hiding behind the peach tree, was already feeling hot and uneasy.

It was as if there were ants crawling on his body.

He didn't know much about the zither and flute ensembles, but the fragrance of the peach blossom wine had aroused his craving.

Her face was slightly red.

"This Old Thief Huang!"

"How can you drink such good wine!”

"And I can only watch!"

Licking his dry lips, Zhou Botong's eyes lit up.

As a person who loved drinking as much as his life.

At this moment, he was like a stallion who had seen a striptease.

He couldn't wait to do something big.

"There's an expert standing on Medicine Master Huang's opposite side!”

"I can definitely restrain him!"

"I just need to deal with the remaining kid!”

This thought instantly appeared in his mind.

Zhou Botong did not hesitate.

Like a vigorous cheetah, he dashed out from his original spot.

In the blink of an eye.

He arrived in front of Ning Feng and the others.

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