Chapter 943 Lazy Finger

Chapter 943 Lazy Finger

The young Rakshamen newcomer walked towards the forest in a daze without even opening his eyes.

Of course he didn't know what he was going to do. He didn't know that there were two people hanging far behind him.

Following the sound of the flute, the young man walked into the forest and came under the biggest tree.

There were still a few withered and yellow leaves left on the tree, and the young man stood there, motionless, as if the sound of the flute had stopped him here.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that Rakshamen has recruited quite a lot of newcomers recently."

A woman's voice came out of nowhere.

Then, a piece of the ground suddenly broke, and a white and tender hand stretched out from the ground.

The gap got bigger and bigger, and a fair-skinned woman crawled out from the ground.

The woman is quite beautiful, but there is a tattoo on the left half of her face, which looks very weird.

"When I train you into a corpse king, the people of Rakshamen will definitely be shocked, hehehe... This is a gift from our Yan Luomen to start their sect."

As the woman said, she took off a flute from her waist and played a gloomy flute sound.

The young disciple of the Rakshamen was attracted by the sound of the flute, and slowly followed the woman towards the outside of the forest.

"stop!"

At this moment, a fashionable girl with headphones hanging around her neck appeared in the woods and stopped in front of the woman.

"Those who are daring at the Yan Luomen, dare to come to our Rakshasa Gate to make troubles!"

Li Fanfan understood everything. No wonder the new recruits from the Rakshamen kept disappearing for no reason. It turned out that they were secretly abducted by the people from the Yan Luomen.

It seems that he was also trained to be a corpse king?

"Who are you?"

The woman put down the flute and raised her eyebrows, "Looking at you, you don't look like one of our practitioners, it's best not to meddle in our practice."

"Hehe, I am indeed not a practitioner."

Li Fanfan smiled, "But there is a good saying, take people's money and help them eliminate disasters. How to say, I am eating Qin Chao's and using Qin Chao's. If I don't help him with something, I feel sorry for him." I am too lazy to do anything to you, if you obediently hand over all the kidnapped people, I will spare your life."

"Tsk tsk, that's a big tone."

The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, "It's been a long time since I've heard such big words. As expected of a Rakshamen dog, the barking sound is the loudest."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth." Li Fanfan was lazy and ignored the other party's humiliation at all, "This will only speed up your death, little sister."

"I, Mu Wanqiu, have lived for more than two hundred years, and this is the first time I've been called a little sister."

The woman chuckled, "It's really a strange thing."

"Two hundred years, tsk tsk..."

Li Fanfan curled his lips, "Then I was so wrong, I should call you an old woman."

"you wanna die!"

No girl wants to be called an old woman, and so is Mu Wanqiu from Yan Luomen. She picked up the flute, put it to her mouth, and blew a piercing sound.

The young Rakshasa sect disciple suddenly bled from his orifices and knelt down on the ground wailing.

On the other hand, Li Fanfan was safe and sound.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

Li Fanfan couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect turn into such a miserable state.

She was surprised, but Mu Wanqiu was even more surprised.

Did his Yan Luo soul-invigorating flute have no effect on her?

This Yan Luo's soul-inducing flute is the secret technique in "Yan Luo's Eighteen Sentences". Through the sound of the flute, one can directly control one's vitality, making people be attracted by one's own vitality and follow one's own orders.

The disciple next to him couldn't stand the sound of the flute, and the vitality in his body flowed backwards, so his seven orifices were bleeding, and he looked miserable.

But Li Fanfan is different. First of all, Li Fanfan is not a cultivator, and he has no vitality at all.

Therefore, although Yan Luo's soul-invigorating flute is unusual, it has no effect on her.

"In that case..."

Mu Wanqiu knew that the first move would not work, so he came up with the second move.

Her flute sound has changed, it is no longer sonorous and high-spirited, but has become gloomy and frustrating.

The Rakshamen disciple who was kneeling on the ground immediately stood up, with terrified eyes, waving his arms, and rushed towards Li Fanfan.

"Small, be careful!"

This disciple could still speak, but he couldn't control his body, so he could only warn Li Fanfan.

"Nine Nether Demon Palms!"

Seeing the opponent's left hand as white as jade, and patting his shoulder with a palm, Li Fanfan couldn't help but exclaimed.

How could it be controlled to such an extent?

When she was exclaiming, the young disciple's palm had already reached her.

But Li Fanfan moved faster, she stretched out her right hand, sideways, and dodged the opponent's Jiuyou Demon Palm. At the same time, the index finger of her right hand lightly touched the other person's forehead.

"Let's sink..."

The disciple took a few steps back, and a ray of light lit up on his forehead.

"The weather is great..."

He suddenly stretched his waist and let out a sigh, "I really want to take a nap... Life is so boring, I have no motivation to do anything..."

As he spoke, he sat down on the ground, lazily hanging his head.

"what happened!"

Mu Wanqiu was a little surprised, he didn't expect this young disciple to be out of the control of Yan Luo's soul flute.

"Your flute sound should be able to control people's vitality."

Although Li Fanfan is lazy, he has a very smart head.

She analyzed it, judged the reason, and then made corresponding countermeasures, "But if a person's vitality wants to flow, in the final analysis, he needs to receive the support of his own thoughts. Now, I directly cut off this support, see How do you control it?"

"You have some methods..."

Mu Wanqiu rolled her eyes, thinking of countermeasures quickly.

This layman is very tricky!

"How about it, do you want to compare yourself with me?"

Li Fanfan hooked his hands at Mu Wanqiu, "Although I'm too lazy to fight you, if I can teach you a lesson, it's worth it."

"Then let you taste the power of my Yan Luomen!"

Mu Wanqiu played the flute.

The sound of the flute spread out, and skeletons that had turned into white bones crawled out of the ground.

There were a dozen of these skeletons in total, and they were distributed around Li Fanfan.

"This is the housekeeping skill of your Yan Luomen."

Li Fanfan looked at the surrounding skeletons with fallen leaves hanging on them, and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Controlling corpses is really a disgusting spell."

"nausea?"

Mu Wanqiu laughed, "How can a person like you know how to appreciate a real art. This is art, do you understand art!"

"I understand your sister, you are pure vulgarity!"

As Li Fanfan said, the dozen or so skeletons rushed towards her.

"These people have no thoughts, let me see how you corrupt them!"

Mu Wanqiu urged the skeleton to attack with the sound of the flute.

Each of these skeletons used bones as weapons. There was a skeleton with no extra bones, so it simply pulled off its left arm, carried it in the bone of its right hand, and attacked Li Fanfan with its big mouth.

"My power... is not just to corrupt people's minds."

As she spoke, she stretched out her right hand and released a dazzling white light towards a skeleton that rushed to the front.

Shockwave!

The skeleton's body flew out immediately, turning into fragments in the air.

The predecessors of all the Knights of the Seven Deadly Sins were Paladins of the Roman Church.

Li Fanfan has some Chinese blood, but he is no exception.

Many of her skills belong to paladins.

"Holy Spear, Holy Shield!"

She condensed a shield of light in her left hand, and condensed a white two-meter gun in her right hand. She swung it and smashed the surrounding skeletons.

The power of light is best used against these skeletons.

"Damn, miscalculation."

Then Mu Wanqiu saw that the situation was not very good, she turned her eyes immediately, and her body instantly sank into the ground below her.

"Want to escape?"

Li Fanfan threw the Holy Spear in his hand, piercing through the ground where Mu Wanqiu had submerged.

But the Holy Lance pierced in, leaving only a little bloodstain, it seems that Mu Wanqiu escaped at a fast speed, and let her run away.

"For you to run fast."

Li Fanfan walked over, pulled out the holy spear, and let the shield spears disperse together.

She clapped her hands, and was about to release the negative state of the disciples of the Rakshamen. At this time, the voices of Fado and the others came from the forest.

"Sister Fanfan, where are you!"

"This is it!"

Li Fanfan shouted loudly.

Immediately, the sky was filled with colorful lights, and disciples of the Rakshasa sect came with their swords and landed beside her.

"Sister Fanfan, are you okay!"

Fado didn't know how to fly with a sword yet, so she ran out of the forest, grabbed Li Fanfan's arm, and asked, "I brought Sister Mo Ling and the others here."

"Li Fanfan, where is the woman that Fado talked about?"

Mo Ling frowned when he saw the broken bones on the ground, "Yan Luomen!"

"That's right, it's the people from Yan Luomen who have already been beaten away by me."

Li Fanfan nodded and said, "I'll leave the rest to you, and I'll continue fishing. Oh, by the way, that person is Mu Wanqiu, who can be a secretary and can control other people's vitality with the sound of a flute."

"There is such a spell."

Mo Ling glanced at the disciple who was sitting on the ground.

"Oh...you guys are so annoying...I can't sleep because of the noise...It's so boring, I have no motivation to do anything..."

He stretched out his hands and picked his ears, with a face that bothers you guys.

"Wang Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

When Mo Ling saw this disciple's appearance, he was shocked.

Usually he is not like this, this disciple is very diligent and rigorous in doing things, how did he become like this today?

"Elder Mo..."

Wang Cheng let out a sigh of relief and said lazily, "What are you guys doing... you're tossing around. It's such a fine day, why don't you just lie down and sleep late..."

"He, what kind of spell did he fall under the Yan Luomen?"

Mo Ling was stunned.

"Ah, this has nothing to do with Yan Luomen."

Li Fanfan quickly smiled embarrassedly, "I did it, I did it."

As he spoke, Li Fanfan stretched out his hand, and put his index finger on Wang Cheng's brow again.

A white light flashed out again and merged into Li Fanfan's index finger.

"ah!"

Wang Xiang immediately jumped up from the ground as if he had woken up from a dream, and bowed to Mo Ling again and again.

"Elder Mo! I'm sorry, I, I..."

"It's okay, don't worry..."

Mo Ling knew that this was not Wang Cheng's original intention, so he forgave his rudeness, "By the way, this thing was actually done by Yan Luomen. These bastards seem to be incessant again."

"Elder Mo, I'm afraid this matter is not that simple, so why not ask the sect master to handle it."

Someone suggested.

"That's the only way, I really can't make up my mind."

Mo Ling shrugged his shoulders, took out his mobile phone, and reported the matter to Qin Chao.

Soon, the space fluctuated, and Qin Chao and Xiao Bai appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone looked at this handsome man and beautiful woman, and couldn't help admiring secretly.

Sure enough, they are a match made in heaven, the man looks dignified, and the woman is delicate and pleasant.

"grown ups!"

Seeing Qin Chao, Fado was the happiest, happily running over like a kitten having fun, and hugging Qin Chao's waist.