"This flute can also be used for close combat?"
Yino could not help but stare dumbfounded behind Chaerin.
However, time waited for no one. After Chaerin sent Qingshuang flying, she had already given Yino a meaningful glance.
Yino understood tacitly and prepared the jade mirror in his sleeve.
The next second, the golden light blades from high above poured down.
Chaerin remained calm in the face of danger, once again pressing the flute to her lips and humming out a clear and ethereal spiritual sound...
The notes containing spiritual power formed a light-patterned barrier in front of the Chaerin. Almost every golden light blade that touched the spiritual sound barrier would instantly have its energy absorbed and then transform into pale white feathers falling to the ground.
And in the second before the sky full of sword rain ended, Yino also seized the timing and pulled out the mirror from his sleeve behind Chaerin.
