Black Magic Flute

In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Xiao Feng brought the two back to the place where they had just fought for the Hanbing Sword.

They originally thought the people would still be here, but unexpectedly, Fire Sect Ming, worried about someone causing them trouble, had left with his group in advance.

Zhou Wei looked around, then came to Xiao Feng's side and said, "Brother, what should we do? They seem to have left."

Now, Zhou Wei and Bing Rouqiao had come to rely on him as their backbone, following his commands.

Xiao Feng glanced around, pointed in one direction, and said, "I don't know if you're willing to believe me, but they should be over there. I can feel it."

Although the aura within him was only at the second rank, he had almost subdued the Hanbing Sword just now, so he could slightly sense its location.

Bing Rouqiao and Zhou Wei looked into the distance, exchanged glances, and decided to follow Xiao Feng deeper in to see.

In their eyes, staying here offered no hope at all, while going further in still provided a chance for a turn of events.

Unknowingly, Xiao Feng followed the residual power left by the Hanbing Sword and arrived within the Misty Forest.

Xiao Feng watched as the white mist in the air grew thicker and thicker. He couldn't help but glance at the people beside him and say, "You two must follow me closely. Don't run around, understand?"

Zhou Wei nodded repeatedly, "In a place like this, even if you lent me courage, I wouldn't dare to move around recklessly."

Xiao Feng spread his Spirit Energy within his body, attempting to find the correct path.

Because he focused all his energy on the path, he didn't notice that the two people behind him hadn't kept up.

At this moment, Zhou Wei seemed to sense that something was wrong; he had unexpectedly appeared alone in the middle of the mist.

To ensure his own safety, Zhou Wei softly called out to his surroundings, "Brothers, can you hear my voice?"

He originally thought the people should be nearby, but unexpectedly, there was no sound at all around him, causing his heart to sink.

Xiao Feng followed the trail of the Hanbing Sword for a considerable distance. He subconsciously looked back and found that behind him was only thick white mist; there was no sign of them at all.

In an instant, he loudly shouted behind him, "Zhou Wei, Bing Rouqiao, can you hear my voice?"

The white mist could not only block their vision but also their hearing, so people outside had no idea what was happening inside.

Xiao Feng had always thought that Zhou Wei and Bing Rouqiao were following him, but unexpectedly, they had already gotten lost a long time ago.

In such an environment, there was no way to find the two of them. It might be better to see if he could go further inside; finding the people from the Flame Sect sooner would also resolve a matter.

Just as he was about to walk forward, a shouting sound came from beside his ear, causing him to involuntarily look in the direction of the sound.

Because the sound was slightly distant from him, Xiao Feng knew he couldn't hear clearly who was making the sound.

To prevent Zhou Wei and Bing Rouqiao from needing help, he gritted his teeth and cautiously walked towards the direction of the sound.

In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Xiao Feng gradually approached the source of the sound, vaguely feeling that the sound should be coming from Zhou Wei.

Xiao Feng slowly walked to the edge of the Mountain Forest, looking inside with a face full of surprise, "Brother? Is that you guys?"

Along with his voice, a familiar figure walked out from within the Mountain Forest, his face full of excitement, "It really is you! You've come to save me."

When Xiao Feng saw Zhou Wei come before him, he let out a sigh of relief, "Didn't I warn you repeatedly not to run around? Didn't you hear me?"

Hearing Xiao Feng's reproach, Zhou Wei shook his head with a face full of apology, "I didn't expect something like this to happen. It is indeed our problem."

As soon as he said this, he couldn't help but size up the Zhou Wei in front of him, feeling that something was off.

But he couldn't figure out what was wrong, and he felt somewhat uncomfortable in his heart.

In just ten breaths of time, Xiao Feng turned his head, "The Disciple of the Flame Sect should be up ahead. Come with me."

Just as he finished speaking, a sound of breaking air came from behind.

Xiao Feng had just felt a slight doubt about Zhou Wei, and he fiercely sent a palm strike towards Zhou Wei.

In an instant, the two collided, and neither could do anything to the other.

Xiao Feng looked at the Zhou Wei in front of him with cold light in his eyes and sneered, "My brother wouldn't apologize to me. The figure you conjured up isn't good enough."

As he spoke the truth of the matter, Zhou Wei's face instantly turned ashen, and he disappeared from Xiao Feng's sight.

The illusion was broken, and the entire Mountain Forest returned to dead silence.

Xiao Feng shook his head with a face full of speechlessness, looked around, and said, "It seems this place can generate the person one most wants to see in their heart. I need to be careful."

Bing Rouqiao and he had only known each other for less than a day, so Bing Rouqiao's image would definitely not appear in Xiao Feng's mind.

But Zhou Wei had entered with him, so Xiao Feng naturally didn't want anything to happen to Zhou Wei.

Just then, a voice came from the void, landing beside Xiao Feng's ear, "Do you want to obtain power?"

Listening to the ethereal voice in the void, how could Xiao Feng not know that this voice was specifically meant to deceive him?

To prevent other troubles later, Xiao Feng deliberately said, "I want to."

Just as he finished saying this, a flute inexplicably appeared in front of him. The sound of the flute was long and lingering, as if guiding Xiao Feng to go and find it.

Xiao Feng originally thought that deliberately falling for the trap would allow him to take the initiative, but unexpectedly, the sound of the flute seemed to possess magic, completely confusing Xiao Feng's consciousness.

He walked stiffly towards the direction of the flute, his hands slowly rising, as if wanting to touch it.

Just as Xiao Feng's hand was about to touch the flute, the Shanhe Sword flew out of thin air and fiercely stabbed into Xiao Feng's palm.

In an instant, blood dripped down from his palm, and he immediately woke up.

Just then, the ethereal flute in front of him gradually changed color, actually turning into a completely black Magic Flute.

Fortunately, his hand hadn't been placed on the flute, otherwise he was very likely to have been controlled by the Magic Flute.

Xiao Feng quickly took two steps back, looking at the Magic Flute in front of him with a face full of shock, wanting to leave its control range.

However, the Magic Flute had gone through great effort to bring someone here, so how could it easily let Xiao Feng leave?

Soon, the power of the Magic Flute followed behind Xiao Feng, wanting to forcibly control his thoughts.