The Wild Princess: The Space Farmer's Strong Counterattack

Chapter 86
Qian Wu's mood was very high, the harvest from entering the mountain for the first time can be said to be huge, it can almost affect Xue's future development, and she is very satisfied.Of course, these are all accompanied by dangers. Those who get and have life flowers are considered to be capable. How can ordinary people do it, and ordinary people will not go to the mountains to make a living, so is this Qianwu's patent?
This trip to the mountain not only achieved the purpose of clearing the space, but also gained so much, Qianwu no longer intends to continue exploring, and one must not be too greedy, and one can't become fat even after one bite.

Qianwu didn't make so many detours back the same way, but walked straight to the direction of the village with the sun as the direction, but she still had to go over mountains and ridges, because she really walked too deep.

However, just after crossing two mountains, a melodious flute sound floated into Qianwu's ears suddenly, which made Qianwu startled for a moment, and blinked inexplicably. Who is this expert who is so leisurely? !Ran all the way to the deep mountains to express feelings?If you are really too busy to panic, you know, some people can't imagine it with common sense, and ordinary people can't understand it at all.

The sound of the flute is melodious and melodious, corresponding to crisp and soft, euphemistic and clear coexistence.Just like the sound of nature, pleasant to the heart!A melodious flute sound tells the infinite reverie of the flute player. Hearing the ethereal sound of the flute blowing from afar will always make people have an unknown feeling.

The sound of the flute curled up, like the sound in a dream.After passing through the long years, it is still as beautiful as before, drifting around, and the flute player is a person with a story.

The melodious sound of the flute touched the afterglow of the setting sun, as if thousands of petals were falling in the sky, embellishing the dignified picture into a dreamlike mood.This song is fresh and elegant, the melody is soothing and graceful, just like the lingering stream, it is refreshing, intoxicating, and yearning for...

Qian Wu couldn't help but searched in the direction of the flute sound, wanting to see who this otherworldly god is?The sound of the flute must be ethereal, beautiful and meaningful, but playing the flute in a deserted and dangerous mountain is either mentally disabled or shameful.And which kind does this dear friend belong to? ?
Qian Wu quickly rushed towards the direction of the flute sound, along the way were low green grasses and green bamboo forests, clusters of clusters, slopes and ridges, very easy to walk.Further up is the pine nut forest. The tall and big pine trees occupy half of the mountain in front of you. The tallest one is on the mountainside, covering a large area like a big green umbrella, and the sound of the flute is From there.This place is indeed like a fairyland, with bamboo and pine, isn't it the favorite conception of those gentlemen?Gentleman?

Gentleman? !Shocked by the scene in front of her, Qian Wu stopped in her tracks, and even her heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

On that ancient curved and huge pine branch, facing the afterglow of the golden sunset, a young boy in a purple brocade robe was sitting and lying.The young man leaned against the huge tree trunk, stretched one leg casually and bent the other. He was holding the fife with both hands and his fingers were jumping nimbly on the flute. He was playing a beautiful unknown piece of music with his pretty mouth pouted.The most eye-catching thing is his facial features, which are very delicate and energetic. The black and tangible sword eyebrows are as beautiful as ink paintings; He sucked it in; the handsome and handsome nose added a lot of temperament to his facial features; the beautiful lips all exuded nobility and elegance, but also showed wildness, evil charm and sexiness. This is just a small He is only a young man, but he already looks so monstrous, and he is so favored by the heavens, making people envy, envy and hate...

He just played the flute so engrossed, completely integrated into the scenery and music, and entered his own realm. The evening wind stirred up the hem of his clothes and long hair, and the picture was as beautiful as a splash-ink painting.

Even Qian Wu, who is not a face-controlling person, is absolutely amazing, no matter in her past or present life, this is the best-looking person she has ever seen!ah!This should be a person, right?Or elves?Or maybe, demon? !Otherwise, how could it be so perfect? !It's not impossible, she herself has time-traveled...

(End of this chapter)