A sarcastic sneer appeared on Xiahou Huan'er's face: "Do you think you can stop me?" Just because he is such a small and insignificant thing?
Dongfang Xingran looked at her with confusion: "Little aunt, can't you just listen to uncle and wait here for him to come back?"
"Do you know that Aopo holds a trump card in his hand?" Xiahou Huan'er said angrily.
Dongfang Xingran was silent. He knew, of course he knew, but he still thought in a positive direction: "Maybe he won't do that in the future?"
"You simply don't understand. If Ao Po threatens her with Si Chen, she will definitely deal with my husband. If I'm not by his side, he will be in danger."
Xiahou Huan'er was as anxious as an ant on the hot pot. Of course she didn't want things to turn out like that, but things were unpredictable.
Outside, a flash of white lightning flashed, and the earth-shattering thunder sounded again, followed by a crashing sound, and finally it started to rain heavily outside.
The weather outside exaggerated everyone's mood, and the atmosphere became even heavier, making people almost breathless.
Dongfang Xingran understood what she said. He was just as worried about Dongfang Xing as she was, but...
He was struggling inside.
Xiahou Huan'er couldn't wait any longer, so she pulled out the pistol hanging from her waist and shot him mercilessly.
"You woman..." Dongfang Xingran growled and quickly stepped away.
Xia Hou Huan'er took advantage of him to get out of the way, quickly moved forward, opened the door without any hesitation, and walked straight out.
"Wait a minute, I'll go with you." Dongfang Xingran was helpless and quickly chased after him.
It was pouring rain outside, and Xiahou Huan'er stood in the rain, waiting for him.
"Let's go, I know where uncle has gone." Dongfang Xingran said, passing through the rain curtain, running towards the front.
Xiahou Huan'er let out a breath and quickly followed him, shouting in her heart that he would be fine.
Thunder was rolling in the sky and heavy rain was hitting people's bodies, causing a faint pain, but no one could care so much at the moment.
Dongfang Xingran took her and lurked to the back hill of the Imperial Palace. As soon as they arrived, they saw flashes of lightning, sharp electric waves, and strong air currents in front of them. This was a move by a master.
Amidst the patter of rain, there was faintly beautiful music.
This is "The Sound of Pagoda".
Xiahou Huan'er's face suddenly turned pale. Sure enough, as she expected, she would really help Ao Po deal with Dongfang Xing in the future.
She was just about to run out, but found that there was no movement behind her. When she looked back, she saw Dongfang Xingrui standing motionless, obviously restrained by "The Sound of the Pagoda".
She immediately tore off two small pieces of cloth from the hem of her clothes and stuffed each into his ears.
Dongfang Xingran just woke up from a dream and exclaimed: "This is the "Sound of the Buddha"?"
Xiahou Huan'er nodded.
He said in surprise: "I have always known about its existence, but today is the first time I heard it. It is indeed a powerful weapon against zombies."
A cold look appeared on Xiahou Huan'er's face, and she immediately made a gesture to him, telling him to move forward.
On the peak in front, I saw the future, dressed in white, with his ten fingers flying neatly on the strings of the piano.
A flash of lightning flashed in front of her, and she saw that her face was pale without any blood, her eyes were swollen, haggard, and in a state of embarrassment, and her pale face was full of despair and unwillingness.
