Chapter 23 Attack (Catching Bugs)

In the deep mountains and forests outside Jinxi City.

Jian An Ning snatched the bone flute from Murong Jing's mouth. The strange music stopped in an instant, and the forest returned to silence, leaving only the sound of the wind.

"It's you? How did you find me?"

Murong Jing asked in disbelief as he got into a stance as if he was ready to fight Jian An Ning to the death.

But Jian Anning seemed a little nonchalant. She carefully examined the bone flute in her hand and said casually, "It's just a bone flute made of human bones. What kind of magic did you cast to make it have the effect of bewitching monsters?"

"Hehe, guess what?"

Murong Jing actually smiled, and then said, "That's perfect. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to explain myself before. As long as I kill you, even if those monsters return empty-handed, I can still report my failure."

Jian An Ning sneered, put the bone flute back into her arms, and said contemptuously: "Just you?"

Lu Fei had never seen Jian An Ning like this. She seemed to have something to rely on, so she was confident and faced everything and everyone with pride.

However, Lu Fei still had doubts in his heart.

If that’s the case, then what does it mean that Jian An Ning can’t win?

Soon, he understood.

Murong Jing clasped his hands together, and all kinds of weird magic skills emerged one after another, but Jian An Ning had a very effective strategy to deal with these magic skills.

That means just slipping away.

But obviously, it was not just because of the stolen bone flute, but also because of the matter he had handed over. Murong Jing kept chasing Jian An Ning and Lu Fei.

They chased him all the way to Jinxi City.

Jian An Ning's face was not red and she was not out of breath, looking like she had plenty of energy left. On the contrary, Murong Jing, who was chasing her, seemed to have been drained of all his energy, and sweat was dripping all the way.

"Nothing more than that."

Jane Anning did not forget to add fuel to the fire.

"hateful."

Murong Jingzhen was a little angry. He must catch this slippery monk, cut off her head and make it into a magic weapon.

He slapped his storage bag and took out another human bone magic weapon.

It looked like a tibia, with gemstones of various colors inlaid in the center of the top, emitting a strong spiritual energy.

Murong Jing pointed the gem-encrusted side of his shin at Jian An Ning, and said with a tone that sounded like resentment and a curse, "You will surely perish here today."

The words turned into a strange aura in an instant, almost directly entangling Jane An Ning, turning into a disaster visible to the naked eye, and then leading her to the fate he mentioned.

Murong Jing was very familiar with this process. There were not many such useful magic tools in his collection, but they also cost a lot to use, so he was reluctant to use them right away.

But Jane Anning didn't seem afraid at all.

She even laughed out loud, and stretched out her hand to catch the strange aura that was trying to linger around her, as easy as catching two bugs.

Murong Jing watched helplessly as Jian An Ning crushed his curse as if she were killing two insects, and said, "This kind of thing is useless to me."

Only at this moment did Murong Jing realize that something was wrong.

But he could feel that the group of monsters was not far away from him, so he came up with another plan in his mind.

He wanted to use those monsters to test Jane An Ning's strength.

So, with the tacit understanding between both parties, they approached the place where Fan Mansion was located together.

Jinxi City, Fan Mansion.

With Fan Mao's throat firmly grasped, Fan Qingyue struggled to utter words to Jiang Tan, saying, "He, has, been, possessed by the devil."

Jiang Tan was stunned, not daring to be careless, and drew his bow and arrow.

The arrow was like thousands of arrows shot at once, but its target was only Fan Mao.

"Don't hurt Brother Thirteen!"

Fan Shiliu moved almost at the same time, trying to block the arrow for Fan Mao, but Jiang Tan did not give her a chance.

The binding spell took shape in an instant, tying up Fan Shiliu and then throwing him aside.

The next moment, Jiang Tan cast a spell to move the stars and turn the constellations, and in one fell swoop, he got rid of Fan Mao and took Fan Qingyue back.

"What's wrong with your family? Don't they know the dangers of being possessed by a demon?" Jiang Tan subconsciously spoke to Fan Qingyue.

Fan Qingyue was still coughing, and after a while he finally stopped, he looked at Fan Mao who was still struggling to kill him and said helplessly, "I really don't know what's going on."

"You still dare to say that?"

Fan Mao, who was nailed to the ground by thousands of arrows, was almost about to jump up and kill again.

"Didn't you tell me that we are family, so you will never leave?"

Fan Qingyue was stunned, and suddenly remembered the blurred years a hundred years ago.

Because of the excessive prosperity, every disciple of the Fan family must use all means to seize more resources and power.

At that time, several years had passed since he failed the test. He had no intention of getting involved in the intrigues of his younger brothers and sisters, and usually just found a quiet place where no one was around to stay by himself.

It was at that point in time that he met Fan Mao for the first time.

Fan Mao was just a child at that time. He was lost and asked him for the direction of home.

Fan Qingyue, who was probably only able to let down his guard towards such an innocent child, said to him, "I am your elder brother. I can take you home directly."

"What is big brother?" asked the ignorant child.

Young Fan Qingyue explained seriously and carefully: "We are family, a family connected by blood and will never be separated."

"Family?" The child's eyes seemed to glimmer with a little light, but that light dimmed in an instant, and he said, "But my family always deceives me."

The young boy Fan Qingyue could easily guess what his troublesome brothers and sisters could do with this ignorant little brother.

He was really angry, so he said to the young Fan Mao: "God is watching what people do. Those who deceive others will be punished."

Back to the present, in the Fan Mansion, Fan Mao, who has grown into a young man, muttered to himself, "How could you lie?"

"Didn't you say that those who lie will be punished?"

Fan Qingyue was speechless for a moment. He felt that Fan Mao should know, but he really didn't know how to explain it.

After all, he was really tired of those people's open and secret attacks, so he took the initiative to propose to leave Buyeo.

What he was thinking at that time was that his younger brother had grown into a young man who was capable of protecting himself and no longer needed his care. His wings were already fully grown.

Fan Qingyue thought that Fan Mao might care about his leaving without saying goodbye, but he really didn't expect Fan Mao to be so obsessed with it, to the point of being possessed.

Just as Fan Qingyue was pondering, Fan Mao's expression suddenly dimmed, as if he had lost all hope. He whispered, "So that's really the case, right?"

"This world is full of lies and deception. All truth and beauty are just poison wrapped in sugar."

“So that’s really the case.”

The more Fan Qing listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He ignored Jiang Tan's attempts to stop him and rushed to Fan Mao, frowning and asking, "Who told you this?"

"What's it to you?"

Even though he had no strength left, Fan Mao still tried his best to push Fan Qingyue away. He looked at Fan Qingyue, and his tone was almost full of resentment.

"You lied to me, but where is your retribution?"

However, before Fan Mao could finish his words, the ill-fated carved wooden door was kicked open again.

Jian An Ning and Lu Fei appeared quite abruptly in the scene of this brotherly feud.

Jian Anning nonchalantly played with her hair and said to Fan Mao, who was pinned to the ground by the arrow, "Please wake up and don't bully my apprentice just because you're young."

"He's just your eldest brother, not your father. Your father is behind you to save your second brother!"

Fan Mao was stunned by what she said.

Seeing that this man was at least listening, Jian An Ning told Jiang Tan to retract his magic. She crossed her arms and said to Fan Mao, "If you lack fatherly love, please go find trouble with your father, okay?"

"By the way, tell him to stop treating that kid. I think he's almost recovered. I have a big problem here."

Fan Shiliu, standing by, looked at Fan Mao, then at Jian Anning and the others. Seeing that Fan Mao was really going to do what Jian Anning said, he quickly said, "Father said we can't be disturbed. Who knows what these outsiders are up to?"

"Little girl,"

Jian Anning looked at her with a hint of amusement on her face, and said, "If your brother is unwilling to do as I say, then we will only have one ending."

Seeing Jian An Ning like this, Fan Shiliu's heart skipped a beat. She subconsciously asked, "What?"

"That means they all died here."

Seeing that Fan Mao was hesitating, Jian An Ning did not force him. She stepped forward and raised her hand to cast a spell, blocking Fan Guanfu's healing spell.

“Who is it?”

Fan Guanfu was shocked and angry. He was angry at who had interrupted his magic, and he was shocked at who could have silently passed through the barrier he had quietly set up around him.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Jian An Ning with a smile on her face, and heard her say, "I have lured the demon cultivator here, and the rest is up to you."

Fan Guanfu asked almost subconsciously, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Me?" Jian An Ning pointed at herself, smiled slightly, and took out the bone flute she had snatched from Murong Jing from her arms. She said, "Of course, it's to clear other obstacles."

"Are you still going to attack these little bastards?"

Jian An Ning pushed Fan Guanfu out of the door lightly and took the main seat in the room.

Outside the door, Fan Guanfu saw countless monsters surrounding the small bedroom. There was a scarlet light in the eyes of those monsters. They were eager to break through directly, but seemed to be restrained by something.

"Great, great, I didn't expect she would have help!"

Murong Jing, who was furious, walked to the door surrounded by monsters.

He felt that he had been fooled by Jane An Ning again and again, and his precious bone flute was even taken away by her.

He was so angry that he pointed at Fan Guanfu and ordered the monsters directly: "Kill them all. I want to refine their souls into the Ten Thousand Demons Banner and make their bones into magical instruments!"

Fan Guanfu did not dare to be careless. Even if he was a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, he would have to consider whether he could escape unscathed when faced with so many monsters besieging him.

However, a melodious and cheerful music suddenly came from the room, and all the monsters stopped moving.

In the bedroom, Jian An Ning played the bone flute she had snatched from Murong Jing with an expressionless face.

"Senior Sister,"

Lu Fei quietly tugged at Jiang Tan's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Is it easy for a cultivator to use other people's magical instruments?"

Jiang Tan didn't understand why Lu Fei asked this question, but he answered truthfully: "Generally speaking, it's not easy. After all, if you want to use a magical weapon as you wish, you must at least refine it and recognize its master."

"but why……"

Lu Fei's voice was so soft that Jiang Tan could hardly hear it, so she had to move closer, and she finally heard it.

"But why can Master use the magic tools of the demon cultivators so easily?"