The laughter was extremely cold, as if it came from a thousand-year cold valley. The laughter seemed to be everywhere, but I never saw the person who made the cold laughter. It was impossible to tell where the person was!
"Stop pretending, come out!" Li Yanxiang looked around coldly, cursed in a low voice, and said loudly.
"Hahaha," the laughter still didn't stop, and the echo kept echoing in my ears.
Long Aoleng frowned, "Everyone, be careful, it's definitely not as simple as we think."
"Understood!" Li Yanxiang nodded lightly. The man hid his head and tail and sneered in the dark. There must be some conspiracy, so he must be cautious.
As I continued walking forward, there was a platform about one meter high in front of me. Suddenly, a gust of wind passed by, and a cold-faced man in black clothes jumped onto the platform.
He looks like he is in his early thirties, with a goatee, a fierce look on his face, and coldness in his brows. He holds a purple piccolo in his hand hidden in his loose sleeves. Could that be his weapon?
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It's definitely not easy for him to appear here alone. Maybe he is a master, maybe he is planning some conspiracy, you must be careful!
"You were the one laughing just now?" Guan Zhan snorted coldly and took a step forward.
"That's right, why? Just laughter makes you scared?" The middle-aged man holding a purple piccolo and wearing a black shirt smiled wildly.
"Who do you think you are? Who would be afraid of you!" Li Yanxiang snorted and looked coldly at the man in black clothes.
The man in Xuanyi pointed the piccolo in his hand at Li Yanxiang over there. Long Ao and Guan Zhan had sarcastic smiles on their lips, "It's amazing! You three can actually come here! It must be those four deities."
The Shura stone statue has been destroyed by your hands, and you have even destroyed the Tiangang Formation!"
"That's right, it's been destroyed," Li Yanxiang looked over with cold eyebrows, "Do you still want to stop us?"
"Hahaha, do you think it will be great after passing the Tiangang Formation?" Mo Pendant waved his hand coldly, as if full of confidence, "This will be your burial place! See how my magic pendant makes you die here!
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"Come on, let me see what you are capable of!" Li Yanxiang raised her fingers towards the magic pendant.
Guan Zhan also felt confident, and he also said: "Come on, what's the use of just talking there!"
However, the magic pendant still stood there without moving. He just put the piccolo in his hand to his mouth and started playing it gently.
Seeing this, Guan Zhan couldn't help but laugh and said: "He must have seen that we were tired, so he wanted to play music for us. How interesting!"
The magic pendant did not answer, but kept playing the purple piccolo in his hand forgetfully.
The sound of the flute lingers in the ears like a magic spell, making people intoxicated and nostalgic for it.
Hearing the sound of the flute, Li Yanxiang couldn't help but feel slightly startled. It seemed to bring back some memories that she should have forgotten but could never forget. She thought of Qing Ge.
When Guan Zhan heard the sound of the flute, his eyes couldn't help but stare into the distance. It turned out that this was not an ordinary flute sound, but the sound of a magic flute!
Seeing Li Yanxiang slightly stunned, and seeing Guan Zhan walking forward aimlessly as if he was in a daze, Long Ao couldn't help being surprised, "What's wrong with you?"
The magic pendant temporarily stopped playing the purple piccolo in his hand, "Young man, your concentration is good. She and he have already hallucinated, but you are still safe and sound!"