Niu Fei Zai Xia

The flute is ethereal, faintly echoing in the moonlight night.

On the first floor, Qian Junzi, Zong Zhilian and other high-spirited people were first vigilant, but they stopped carefully and felt that the flute sound was not aggressive, and they were not in the heart.

Here, Qidu is close to Qidu, and Qi Wang likes to have a good music. Maybe the musicians on the road can sleep in the middle of the night.

The flute sound is really not aggressive, because the sound son of the player is not using the sound wave ability of Magic Valley.

Other people in the same industry naturally still sleep well.

Most people wanted to go all night last night, and they screamed after the meal.

Only the old man of the sect knew that there was no difference, but he also gave a slight snoring sound.

With his mysterious cultivation, the son of the son went out to the house and he already knew it.

Even the sound son quietly walked to the corner of the corner of the corridor on the second floor, and jumped up to the top of the attic, and they all felt it clear.

He didn't think that this kid could do anything good, so he stared at his breath.

The lord did not mind that the son of the singer had added chaos to Wu Hao and others, and even the two sides fought hard, and he would not care.

As long as these disciples of Jian Jian are not severely disabled or killed, they are not worthy of being the master.

The rivers and lakes are sinister, how can they always be well protected?

However, if this guy wants to take advantage of the younger disciples in the night, the sovereign will not agree.

It is a pity that for a little while, the flute sound is always a little offensive, and the lord’s heart can’t help but have a bit of anger.

Waste, why not provoke it? The old man’s heart is secretive that he is not enough to cause trouble. I also want to see how Xiao Ruoyao and others are dealing with this mysterious master.

The level of the voice of the son of the son of the public is in the face of the lord, and it does not play a hidden role.

He can clearly feel that the repair of the son is not in line with the degree of publicity.

At the age of twenty, he has reached seven stars, and even after the outbreak, he can barely realize the eight-star realm.

This level is a big enemy for Zong Zhilian and others. Even if a large group of people from the same team join hands, they will never ask for anything.

Do not mention the side of the sovereign who wants to give birth to something. Speaking on the second floor, Wu Hao heard the flute clearly and was very surprised.

How come there is a big flute playing in the middle of the night? More people are resting.

Wu Hao sneaked up and looked at Mu Qingya.

The evolutionary body automatically strengthens its eyesight in the darker night. In the faint moonlight through the paper window, it is faintly visible that Mu Qingya in the opposite bed curtain is still asleep, and there is nothing to express.

Wu Hao is free to check his physical fitness. Due to the many hours of sleep in the daytime, the physical reserves are quite abundant.

Mu Muqing did not rest, and she couldn’t say what she meant, but her hearing was without obstacles. What if the flute missed her rest?

If Mu Qingya felt that the flute was noisy, wouldn’t it sound? Then I will help her stop. Wu Hao thought, quietly got up and grabbed the outer skirt to wear it, and crept to the window.

In fact, she is too sensitive, and the sound of the flute is vague and ethereal, which is not enough to interfere with people sleeping.

It is only the evolution of the body that is sensitive to changes in the surrounding environment. While she was lying on the bed, she was more concerned about whether the flute sound affected Mu Qingya's sleep.

Gently pushing open the window, Wu Hao looked at the opposite side of the attic standing a son.

The young man was dressed in white, with a sippy towel and a headband, and he was proud to stand on a spire that was raised in the attic. Hands are holding a green flute, playing on the mouth.

He is the young master of the Magic Valley.

The sound son plays the flute here, not just for Wu Hao. More importantly, it needs to be corrected by Yuehua Fu Xuanqi.

The magical cultivation of the Magic Valley, although it can also be improved through the practice of the veins. But the technique of sound control requires a state of mind.

Playing under the moonlight night is a must for the day. And this young master is practicing the boy's work. Although the boy's actor has made his temperament improve faster than his peers, some effects are not good.

The sequelae is a pure yang smoldering heart, the flame is not low for women, but usually playing a lot of women is not enough to eliminate fire.

Moreover, Yuanyang can't vent, often causing his heart to be impetuous, and it is also a trick of cultivation.

The so-called yin and yang reconciliation, the sun and the moon are corrected. The need for feminine aid can help him to suppress the burning of yang excess in the body.

Every night, pure Yinyue is a good auxiliary environment when he quietly repairs the flute. Basically every night he has to pick some time to play a song in the moonlight.

The magical sound of the magic sound valley runs in the body, and it has a strong coolant-like effect in the moonlight.

Because the mysterious air is not released, the flute sound is not aggressive.

Of course, the playing tonight is a little longer than usual. In fact, he had the idea of ​​tempting the storytelling girl with a fair complexion.

He did not intend to use the sound wave attack of Magic Valley to lure her out.

It’s just a matter of chat. It is natural that you can push open the window. If you don't pay attention, you will forget it, and you will find another contact tomorrow.

But unexpectedly easy, many residents near the inn, the first one opened the window.

A good sense of hearing, actually took the lead to detect. The son of the sound son noticed that she quietly pushed open the window, and could not help but praise it. Tonight's flute sounds sullen, and if you don't have a certain sense of hearing or Xuanqi repair, you can't notice it.

The son of the sound is deliberately more upright, and in the moonlight, the next pair of jade trees will be in the wind and the appearance of the dust.

This trick has led him to make no more than a dozen times, and every time he has achieved great success.

Many of the daughters of Qianjin are very good at seeing them. In the night, when they see such a handsome young man, they will be deeply rooted in love at first sight and will be voluntarily taken away by this son.

Of course, these flower idiots have no good endings in his hands.

The sound son was posing here, and soon a window was pushed open.

It is a cloud injury on the first floor.

This idiot also heard the sound of the flute, but also did not realize that Xuanqi was not alert in his heart, but his heart was filled with the appearance of Xiao Ruo Yao in the daytime, how to sleep, how to calm down and sleep.

So he boringly pushed open the window, just looking at a handsome son standing on the opposite floor to sell handsome...

Yunyun hurt his mouth, and he just had to close the window, but suddenly he saw the son suddenly turned to his upstairs.

Ok? Second floor? Isn't it the room of Xiao Ruoyao and Mu Qingya?

When Yunyun was sad, the micro-probe looked up.

Sure enough, I saw the window in the middle of the middle, and I was stretching out and waving an arm.

Looking at the arm's costume blue dress, is Ruo Yao waving at him?

Jinyun’s heart screamed as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.

Wu Hao is indeed waving at the Chaosongzi.

On the opposite side of the attic, when the son of the singer took advantage of the gimmick, he suddenly saw that the girl was beckoning at the window.

Ok? Please me?

This girl is really bold and active, and she is a woman who dares to speak in front of many warriors.

The sound son deliberately flutes, and still maintains the playing position. It is only a body shape, and the feet are volleyed to the Wusong side.

This shaping image can be described as very successful. If an ordinary woman sees it, she will be shocked to be a fairy, and she will feel that her own person is falling from the sky.

Many women are arrogant to the performance of the son of the son.

But when the sound son only in midair ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Wu Hao made an action, suddenly like a volley knocked the sound son a stick.

She slammed her hands against her ears, frowning and swaying her head.

This is a very contemptuous gesture: your voice is very annoying, it has already clashed with me, and people have to block their ears to be clean!

what? This girl is annoying to my flute?

A mysterious sigh did not come up, the sound son rounded up the unbelievable eyes, the figure floating in the air fell, and the land fell to the street.

Fortunately, although his heart was stimulated by contempt, but the style of cultivation for many years made it so that he did not fall to the ground without wandering, but at the last moment, he tipped a little and quietly landed.

Just because of my coquettish manner, I was not fascinated by her? Yin Gongzi yelled in the heart: This is impossible!

But the gimmick upstairs is full of contemptuous eyes, but it shows its attitude.

Who are you? Playing the flute in the middle of the night, is it annoying? ! (To be continued.)