'the vast horizon is my love……

The rolling...green hills...at the foot...the flowers are blooming...'

The most dazzling ethnic tunes flowed out intermittently like constipation, and then stopped abruptly after two sentences.

Le Sang held the piccolo in his hand and played with it. He looked around, but found nothing unusual. The grass and trees showed no reaction at all.

As if expected, her expression did not change. She once again brought the piccolo to her lips and practiced the sound.

'The boundless horizon... is... my love, the boundless horizon is... my love, the boundless horizon is my... love...

At the foot of the rolling green hills... the flowers are blooming..., at the foot of the rolling green mountains... the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hills... what kind of song...'

The divine song that became popular all over the world in the 21st century was played by her on the flute as if she was constipated.

The sound of the flute is sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, so chaotic that no melodiousness can be heard.

The birds and beasts within a hundred meters radius were obviously unable to withstand the harm of the noise. There was a burst of rustling, flapping and flying, and they all ran away in a short period of time.

Le Sang has always had good perseverance. She closed her eyes and practiced her music with abandon while listening to the sounds of the birds and animals running around.

Songshan, late at night, was so lively for the first time.

Under the big tree a hundred meters away from Le Sang, the man who was completely integrated into the black color was uncontrollably disturbed by the sound of the flute, and he almost went crazy several times while practicing.

Big beads of sweat slid down his perfect contours. His thick black eyelashes were trembling all the time. The breath that was trapped in his body flowed out more and more uncontrollably. Several forces in his body were rushing around, and his heart seemed to be trembling.

Just jump out.

The sound of the flute continued, and one of the most dazzling ethnic tunes was played by Le Sang more and more smoothly.

Tonight is hers alone, so she can be as unscrupulous as she likes.

After the most dazzling folk song, "Over the Moon" followed. Her purpose tonight was to practice the flute. As for conducting the music, she planned to think about it carefully when she could play all the divine songs to perfection.

A steady stream of flute sounds poured into his mind, and the face of the man who merged into the night turned red from suppressing it. All the strength in his body was jumping up and down, and he couldn't hold it back.

Even though he was as sophisticated as he was, he would never have imagined that he would end up in a gutter in this extremely remote place, under the sound of a flute that had no rules at all.

"puff."

A large mouthful of black blood spurted out, and the level 10 skill that he was about to perfect was completely destroyed.

The sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and Le Sang's face, a hundred meters away, instantly turned cold, and a murderous aura spread all over her body. She jumped off the branch and walked directly towards this place.

There was someone, she didn't even notice anyone in the forest.

Was she negligent? Or was that person hiding too deeply?

The moonlight is mottled, shining through the sparse branches and leaves.

The sound of dead branches crackling followed Le Sang's footsteps. The man's bloodshot eyes under the tree narrowed coldly. He wanted to move, but at this moment he didn't have any strength in his body.

His heart suddenly sank.

There needs to be a buffering period after the power is broken. Now he is like a waste and can only be slaughtered by others.
Chapter completed!