Goddess Reborn: The Three Princesses Against Poison

The wind at night is very soft, and even on summer nights, the fog in the mountains is very heavy. In addition, the pool itself was a place where white fog was everywhere, and the visibility of the valley at night was very low.

The location of Beiming Palace is behind this villa.

When Pei Luo and Chen Yao entered the villa, it was almost the second update.

The villa was very quiet at night, and the two of them did not see the so-called Beiming Palace logo. Pei Luo Chenyao had seen the logo of Beiming Kingdom. His own news network was naturally within the scope of Pei Luo Chenyao's knowledge.

After crossing the villa, the two saw the entrance to a canyon. The entrance to the canyon was as shaped as a funnel, wide at first and then narrow.

When he entered the canyon, he could feel the cold air coming. Pei Luo Chenyao was a little better, and Wu Zheng was a little nervous. His clothes were wet because he fell into the cold pond.

At this time, the night breeze is slightly cool, and you can feel the cold.

Fortunately, I even ate the fish eyeballs so it wouldn't be too cold.

Both of them had about a stick of incense, and the canyon was finally crossed, but the scene that appeared made them a little confused.

At the end of the canyon, nothing is left.

The two looked at each other and Wuzheng asked, "Are we going the wrong way?"

Pei Luo Chenyao was really puzzled, but suddenly heard a sound of a flute.

His heart suddenly shook and he looked up at the source of the flute sound.

The lush branches and night shadows, Piao Pei Luo Chenyao's vision did not look too far, but the sound of the flute exists so real.

He lifted it up eagerly, and ran to the source of the flute sound in three steps.

Seeing him in a hurry, Wu Zheng followed him and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Wu Zheng knew that Pei Luo Chenyao was not the kind of impatient person, but this was the first time he had seen Pei Luo Chenyao like this out of control.

Pei Luo Chenyao said with some emotion, "Listen to the sound of the flute..."

Wu Zheng didn't feel anything wrong. He was about to speak, but something flashed through his mind. He immediately understood and hurriedly followed Pei Luo Chenyao to search for the flute sound.

Above the Ming Cliff, a woman wearing a lake blue fairy skirt was holding a long jade flute in her hand, and she was playing gently and slowly.

Behind him was a man in white.

The man in white stood with his hands behind his back, standing behind the woman, narrowing his phoenix eyes slightly, listening carefully to the emotions in the sound of the flute.

It is slow or urgent, high or low, real or incisive, light or dark...

After a long time, when the flute that contained emotions finally calmed down, the man opened his clear eyes and slowly curled up his lips, "Your technique of controlling sound has improved a lot."

The woman looked back and saw a golden mask on her face, which covered the tip of her nose and exposed the lower half of her cheeks.

The round and small chin, slightly opened red lips, and two small dimples on the cheeks appeared and faintly.

She said lightly, "I no longer use the technique of controlling sounds. This is just something I use to relieve my mood."

The man in white smiled slightly, stunningly enchanting, and walked forward with his white clothes flying and silver hair.