It was all the power of the ink-colored flute, Nai, and he was frightened. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

Seeing that Liu Baguio was out of line, Luo Yu and Yun Jitian glanced at each other and chased.

Liu Bayao must not be allowed to inform the people of the Divine Netherworld.

In an instant, I saw Liu Baguio running and crawling in front of me to escape, and Yun Jitian and others quickly caught up behind.

Liu Biyao was their opponent of Yun Jitian, and they chased each other in an instant.

"Help, save me, save me." Seeing this, Liu Bayao was horrified, and screamed wildly towards the wilderness in all directions.

Her tricks are all in the flute, and without the flute she is nothing.

After many words, Xiao Yin, who flew out, saw this little paw wave forward, and a silver light flashed towards Liu Baguio, who was screaming.

"Woo woo ......" And at this moment, a vague sound of the piano sounded slowly in the distance.

As soon as the pleasant tone came out, Liu Baguio in front of the three people and two beasts disappeared out of thin air in an instant, just like she did just now, leaving no trace.

Luo Yu paused, his brows furrowed tightly, who is there again?

The sound of the piano is melodious, like a weak flower whisking willows.

is different from the charm of Liu Baguio, but full of vitality.

Xuan in the ears and eyes, people seem to feel that the spring grass breaks through the soil, and countless lives beat and grow between heaven and earth.

The sound of the piano sounded so good that Little Red blinked her eyes.

But it always felt a little weird, Xiao Yin stretched out her little paw and touched her little chin.

"There seems to be a voice." And when Xiao Yin's words fell, Yun Jitian suddenly turned his head sideways and listened to something.

Seeing this, Luo Yu and the Futaba City Lord immediately listened to it.

The sound of the wind is clear, and there seems to be only the sound of the piano and a slight ...... in this world

"A slight click?" Luo Yu raised his eyebrows, what kind of sound is this.

Under the sound of the piano, the clatter sound followed, and it sounded like the sound of bones rubbing.

Something is coming. Xiao Yin's ears fanned and gestured.

Click, click, neat and uniform, gradually coming closer from afar*.

The ground shook slightly, and it felt like there were a lot of them.