Chapter 32
"Who is it? Still playing the flute at this late hour?" Ao Qianling frowned lightly and stood on the roof, listening to the sound of the flute quietly. Her black robes fluttered with mystery and indifference, like a bird in the dark night. Elf, so noble that no one can be profane!
The night is as cool as water, the sky is full of stars, the cold flute sound is a bit sad, the flute sound is lingering, beautiful and melodious!

Like the mist in the mountains, lingering and hazy, the wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the sound of the flute is misty and foggy!
The voice is poignant and beautiful, with thousands of turns, the low voice is like being at the bottom of the valley, and the high voice is like being on the clouds, as if everything in front of the eyes is covered with mist and cannot be seen clearly. It can be heard clearly, but it suddenly feels like a dream, like flying It is as beautiful and desolate as a moth to a flame!
The heart is full of flowers, the flowers are all over the ground, the flowers fall to the mundane world, the sky is full of frost, the flowers are gone, the years are exhausted, the face fades, the sky is not old, the love is endless, the heart is like a silk net, and the heart is full of thousands of knots.

Ao Qianling guessed that the person who could play such a melodious flute sound must be a person with a story, his flute sound was like telling a sad and beautiful love story, which made the listener weep and the hearer feel sad!
Ao Qianling's feet were unconsciously attracted by the sound of the flute, she jumped off the roof, and quickly stepped onto another roof, her figure in a trance like a black shadow.

She was getting closer and closer to the sound, which came from a courtyard in front of her. When she stepped outside the courtyard, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly!
Why did it suddenly stop?Did he know she was coming?Impossible, her voice is so soft that even experts can't hear it, and it's so far away, how could she hear it?

Ao Qianling climbed up the wall and looked inside, it was pitch black with no light at all, the doors and windows were tightly closed, it felt like there was no one at all!
She sighed and was about to leave when she heard a slight sound, she quickly hid behind a tree.

She turned her head slightly, and looked over with sharp eagle-like eyes, but saw a small thing crawling out of the wall she had just come down from. Ao Qianling felt very curious, and then walked over slowly.

The little thing has only crawled out half of its body, and the other half is still stuck in the wall. Seeing Ao Qianling approaching, it screamed "squeaky".

Ao Qianling held it by the neck very rudely and pulled it off the wall. The strange thing is, logically speaking, there should be a hole in the wall when half of its body is pulled out, but she pulled it out. Pulled down, but the wall is intact, what is going on?

Ao Qianling brought this little thing in front of her, and frowned, what is it?The kind I've never seen before!

It is small in size, maybe as big as the palm of your own hand. It is snow-white and fluffy all over, but the last point of its tail is red. It looks like a burning flame. It looks like a cat, and it looks like a cat. tiger.

What is even more depressing is that it has two dragon-like horns growing on its head, its eyes are big and round, and it is still watery, but it has to be said that it is very cute. This is the first time Ao Qianling has seen this strange creature. This appearance is really a wonderful flower. I wonder if this little thing is the ancestor of the tiger?

The little tiger dragon was very dissatisfied with the sudden appearance of the human being carrying him like this, and continued to squeak, really depressed, let go of this beast, or I will show you later.

(End of this chapter)

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