She is Starlight Falling Fingertips

Chapter 1074 Whose Bamboo Horse Doesn’t Fall into Beauty (36)

"Where did it come from?"

Xiao Jiuer pointed to the southeast direction, "That's right there!"

"Why can you hear Xiao Jiu'er, but we are listening, the sound seems to come from all directions."

Fu Yinglong looked at Xiao Jiuer suspiciously.

Xiao Jiuer replied naturally, "That's because I can't see, so my hearing is better than yours!"

He didn't look sad at all because he couldn't see it.

She didn't respond, but it didn't mean that Fu Yiheng and Jimo Xueyuan were as heartless as she was.

Fu Yiheng's expression was very ugly, he cast a sidelong glance at Fu Yinglong, and said to Xiao Jiu'er, "Xiao Jiu'er is the most powerful!"

Although Jimo Xueyuan didn't speak, his distress was real.

Holding her tightly, he patted her head comfortingly.

"Brother Mo, brother, let's chase after them!" Xiao Jiu'er didn't know what they were thinking, with an excited expression on her face, "I want to see who made it, it's worse than howling ghosts and wolves!"

Really wronged her little ears!
"You can't go." Jimo Xueyuan was silent for a moment, but still ruthlessly dampened her enthusiasm.

Xiao Jiu'er frowned, "Why?"

Why can't she go?
"Brother Mo, if I don't go, you won't know who is playing the sheng."

Jimo Xueyuan's face was slightly stiff, and he looked a little embarrassed.

He was only worried about her, but he forgot that apart from her, no one could clearly know where the sheng player was.

"Brother Xueyuan, what Xiao Jiuer said is right, she is the only one of the four of us who knows how to find out the whereabouts of the Sheng blower. If Brother Mo is worried about Xiao Jiuer, we can call Sister Chunfeng and Brother Huayu. Protection, we are not afraid of that person!"

"Yeah! Brother Mo, and Brother Chenfeng."

Jimo Xueyuan held his forehead, and said helplessly, "Chen Feng went to buy you honey chicken wings."

"The two of them, Chunfenghuayu, were also called by mother to help." Fu Yiheng smiled wryly.

So, there are only four of them left.

It will take time to get rid of the other guards in the villa.

I'm afraid that by the time he calls them over, the sheng player will have already left.

"Can we just wait for the next time?" Fu Yinglong murmured softly, but she was so unwilling.

There has never been such a weird humming sound in Lingwu Villa, and there must be something strange when it appears at this time!
If you don't know the person playing the sheng, the ghost knows when that person will attack secretly, and they will be caught off guard.

"Oh, brother Mo, what are you thinking about! Take me with you!"

"It's dangerous." Jimo Xueyuan lowered his head and said to her solemnly.

He was worried that she would get hurt if he started to fight, then he would blame himself and hate himself to death.

He would rather get hurt than see even a single hair of Chang's hair!
"Don't worry, I have a magic weapon, they won't hurt me." Xiao Jiuer blinked her eyes mysteriously.

Fu Yinglong asked like a curious baby like Fu Yiheng, "What magic weapon?"

Xiao Jiu'er played tricks, she said, "The Buddha said: Don't say it."

Fu Yiheng laughed out loud, poked her little head, "ghost spirit."

Xiao Jiuer's eyes lit up, "Brother, did you promise to take me there?"

Fu Yiheng smiled helplessly, "Can I say no?"

Based on what he knew about the girl, if they didn't take her there, she would find a way to go by herself.

Moreover, they only know the approximate location, but she can clearly identify the direction of the sheng player.

It is very likely that she will find the Sheng player before the three of them. If that is the case, why not bring her with her from the beginning!
Fu Yiheng looked at Jimo Xueyuan helplessly.

Obviously, Jimo Xueyuan thought the same way.

In the end, the four of them decided to go quietly to explore the wind.

Among the four, only Xiao Jiu'er has just started learning martial arts, and only learned some fake moves.

As for Jimo Xueyuan and Fu Yiheng Fu Yinglong, Jimo Xueyuan's light kung fu is the best.

Therefore, he held Xiao Jiu'er in his arms, and under Xiao Jiu'er's command, the four of them flew out of the villa and shuttled through a dense forest.

Gradually, the whining sound got closer and closer.

Moreover, as the distance shortened, not only Xiao Jiu'er, but the three of them could also tell the direction of the voice.

So, they all raised their breath to the maximum and flew towards the whining sound quickly.

Finally, the four of them landed on the trunk of an old banyan tree.

The dense leaves block out the sky, leaving only mottled shadows on the ground.

This is a forest behind Lingwu Villa, and it is deep in the forest.

Under a cloud of shady leaves, a dark figure stood faintly.

Hei Ying put his hands to his mouth, and he didn't see any musical instruments in his hands, only the sound of humming came out of his mouth.

Fu Yinglong stood next to Fu Yiheng on the tree trunk, looked down through the gaps in the leaves, and whispered, "Brother, he's not playing the sheng. How did he make such a weird sound?"

Fu Yiheng was also very puzzled, his head was a little heavy at the moment, and he couldn't think of anything.

Fu Yinglong stared at the black figure standing under the shade without blinking, and couldn't help frowning.

A lot of voices suddenly sounded in my mind, and it came again!

Just like before, she clearly knew that the person who made the sound was below, but the voices she heard came from all directions again.

What exactly is going on?

She was about to ask Fu Yiheng, when her eyes suddenly went dark, and she plunged straight to the ground in a daze.

"Long'er!"

Startled, Fu Yiheng reached out and grabbed one of her arms.

There was a rustling sound on the tree, and a few green leaves fell like swirling butterflies.

The whining sound stopped suddenly, and suddenly a gust of wind blew over.

"Come on."

Jimo Xueyuan stretched out his hand to help Fu Yiheng, and immediately ran away as if holding Xiaojiu'er while performing lightness kung fu.

Fu Yiheng dragged Fu Yinglong who was still in shock, and quickly chased after him.

Jimo Xueyuan turned to him and said, "Let's go separately."

Fu Yiheng turned his head to look at the black figure following them, nodded, dragged Fu Yinglong and ran in another direction.

The black shadow let them go directly, and instead chased after Jimo Xueyuan and Xiao Jiu'er.

Feeling the strong sense of oppression coming from behind, Jimo Xueyuan cursed in his heart.

Sure enough, it was aimed at him!
Looking at Xiao Jiu'er who was hugging him tightly, he was the one who hurt her.

As if feeling his gaze, Xiao Jiu'er raised her head, her black and white eyes were clear and bright.

"Brother Mo, is that person chasing us?"

They flew so fast that the wind blew her eyes shut.

It also affected her sense of smell. No matter how good her sense of smell was, she couldn't smell what was around her in this situation.

Except, of course, the smell of the forest.

Because it's too strong, I don't even smell it.

"Well, hold me tight."

Jimo Xueyuan hugged Xiao Jiu'er, and kept shuttling between the trees.

Xiao Jiu'er clearly knows that she has no martial arts, which is already a burden.

At this moment, you can only hug him tightly and don't let him be distracted.

She buried herself in his arms, holding his waist tightly with both hands.

Suddenly, there was a muffled hum from above his head.

(End of this chapter)