"Master, listen, what is the sound?"

The little ant lying on Zhao Yiran's shoulder snorted softly.

Now, more than four hours have passed since Zhao Yiran began to refine the mysterious aura in the tin cans under the concrete floor.

From the morning hour, it was also noon.

With the unscrupulous cooperation of Xiao Ant and Thunder, the mysterious aura in the tin can was also refined.

As Zhao Yiran expected.

The spiritual power consumption of the little ant was only more than half, but Thunder was tired and lay down, and he also ate four spirit beast spirit pills......

For the situation of Thunder, in the words of Xiao Ant, it is the 'third loser'......

At this moment, Zhao Yiran and Zhao Ling'er, who had just returned, were preparing to drive away from the abandoned factory.

However, Xiao Ant's prompt voice did make Zhao Yiran's figure stunned: "Voice?"

"What's wrong, Brother Zhao?"

Seeing that Zhao Yiran suddenly stopped getting into the car, Zhao Linger was suspicious.

Just now, Xiao Ant's voice sounded in Zhao Yiran's spiritual sea, so Zhao Ling'er didn't hear it.

"Sister Ling'er, did you hear anything?"

The little ant flashed his wings, got down from Zhao Yiran's shoulder, and came to Zhao Ling'er's ear and said.

"Voice?"

Zhao Ling'er was also suspicious, learning from Zhao Yiran's style and listening attentively.

"I don't know what's going on just now, but I want to hear a hint of water...... But if you want to listen carefully, you can't catch it...... When I checked the range of the attachment just now, I didn't find any water pipes or anything like that......"

Xiao Ant shook his tentacles and said to Zhao Yiran.

"The sound of the water ......"

Zhao Yiran nodded secretly and whispered.

Whew~!

In some empty abandoned factories, the autumn wind is howling.

Bang Bang~!

After a while, a few crisp sounds like steel pipes slamming came out of nowhere.

This sound is very common in this abandoned factory.

Zhao Yiran, including Zhao Ling'er, all knew that Xiao Ant was not talking about this voice.

The thunder that had just eaten another spirit beast spirit pill flashed from Zhao Yiran's arm, raised his eyelids, and then fell silent on Zhao Yiran's arm again......

Zhao Yiran poured all his spiritual power into his ears, and noisy voices disappeared from Zhao Yiran's ears.

The sound of the wind, the sound of rolling stones, the sound of birds, the sound of insects crawling......

Whoa~!

Whoa~!

As the sounds were eliminated by Zhao Yiran one by one, a trace of trickle finally beat on Zhao Yiran's eardrums.

The sound was like the flow of a tiny, tiny stream.

"Found it! Sure enough, there was the sound of running water!"

Zhao Yiran, who discovered this voice, looked happy.

"Where's the master?"

The tentacles of the little ant kept shaking, and the spirit wave ring above his head also emitted a faint light.

Zhao Ling'er stared at it curiously.

With Xiao Ant's questioning, Zhao Yiran's ears twitched a few times, and then he said: "It turns out that it is under the tin can, no wonder it is so difficult to search ......"

"Tin can bottom...... Hey, it's really there!"

Hearing Zhao Yiran's words, the tentacles of the little ant flipped and aimed in the direction where the tin can was, and then let out a happy sigh.

"Ling'er, let's go and have a look. ”

Revoking the spiritual power given to his ears, Zhao Yiran pursed his lips and smiled at Zhao Ling'er.

"Okay!

It's just that...... Under the tin can, how are we going to see it......"

Zhao Ling'er was overjoyed, and then asked hesitantly.

"Master, listen, what is the sound?"

The little ant lying on Zhao Yiran's shoulder snorted softly.

Now, more than four hours have passed since Zhao Yiran began to refine the mysterious aura in the tin cans under the concrete floor.

From the morning hour, it was also noon.

With the unscrupulous cooperation of Xiao Ant and Thunder, the mysterious aura in the tin can was also refined.

As Zhao Yiran expected.

The spiritual power consumption of the little ant was only more than half, but Thunder was tired and lay down, and he also ate four spirit beast spirit pills......

For the situation of Thunder, in the words of Xiao Ant, it is the 'third loser'......

At this moment, Zhao Yiran and Zhao Ling'er, who had just returned, were preparing to drive away from the abandoned factory.

However, Xiao Ant's prompt voice did make Zhao Yiran's figure stunned: "Voice?"

"What's wrong, Brother Zhao?"

Seeing that Zhao Yiran suddenly stopped getting into the car, Zhao Linger was suspicious.

Just now, Xiao Ant's voice sounded in Zhao Yiran's spiritual sea, so Zhao Ling'er didn't hear it.

"Sister Ling'er, did you hear anything?"

The little ant flashed his wings, got down from Zhao Yiran's shoulder, and came to Zhao Ling'er's ear and said.

"Voice?"

Zhao Ling'er was also suspicious, learning from Zhao Yiran's style and listening attentively.

"I don't know what's going on just now, but I want to hear a hint of water...... But if you want to listen carefully, you can't catch it...... When I checked the range of the attachment just now, I didn't find any water pipes or anything like that......"

Xiao Ant shook his tentacles and said to Zhao Yiran.

"The sound of the water ......"

Zhao Yiran nodded secretly and whispered.

Whew~!

In some empty abandoned factories, the autumn wind is howling.

Bang Bang~!

After a while, a few crisp sounds like steel pipes slamming came out of nowhere.

This sound is very common in this abandoned factory.

Zhao Yiran, including Zhao Ling'er, all knew that Xiao Ant was not talking about this voice.

The thunder that had just eaten another spirit beast spirit pill flashed from Zhao Yiran's arm, raised his eyelids, and then fell silent on Zhao Yiran's arm again......

Zhao Yiran poured all his spiritual power into his ears, and noisy voices disappeared from Zhao Yiran's ears.

The sound of the wind, the sound of rolling stones, the sound of birds, the sound of insects crawling......

Whoa~!

Whoa~!

As the sounds were eliminated by Zhao Yiran one by one, a trace of trickle finally beat on Zhao Yiran's eardrums.

The sound was like the flow of a tiny, tiny stream.

"Found it! Sure enough, there was the sound of running water!"

Zhao Yiran, who discovered this voice, looked happy.

"Where's the master?"

The tentacles of the little ant kept shaking, and the spirit wave ring above his head also emitted a faint light.

Zhao Ling'er stared at it curiously.

With Xiao Ant's questioning, Zhao Yiran's ears twitched a few times, and then he said: "It turns out that it is under the tin can, no wonder it is so difficult to search ......"

"Tin can bottom...... Hey, it's really there!"

Hearing Zhao Yiran's words, the tentacles of the little ant flipped and aimed in the direction where the tin can was, and then let out a happy sigh.

"Ling'er, let's go and have a look. ”

Revoking the spiritual power given to his ears, Zhao Yiran pursed his lips and smiled at Zhao Ling'er.

"Okay!

It's just that...... Under the tin can, how are we going to see it......"

Zhao Ling'er was overjoyed, and then asked hesitantly.