v2 Chapter 938： This song should only be in the sky!

Zhou Hao said, "Didn't you say that there are many monsters in the barren land? If you go there with Uncle Big Mouth, there may not be such a warm home, and you will not be as free as you are now. "

Xiaodi nodded, his emotions finally eased a little, looked at Zhou Hao, and said, "Thank you for your comfort."

Zhou Hao hugged her again and patted her shoulder.

Xiaodi said, "Do you know why I am called Xiaodi?"

Zhou Hao frowned and asked, "Why?"

I saw that the other party took out a piccolo from behind his waist, then shook it in front of him and said, "Because of this!"

Zhou Hao agreed and smiled, this piccolo matched the other party's name very well.

He said, "It looks like you can play the flute, right?"

The little flute waved the piccolo and said to himself: "Of course!"

As he said, he put it on his lips like peach petals, exhaled gently, and tried the tone.

Piccolo made a few sounds, and then she smiled and said to Zhou Hao: "If you are lucky, I will play a song for you!"

Zhou Hao squinted, lying on the bluestone, and said: "Listen to everyone!"

Xiaodi grinned, and then resumed the appearance of a gentle and clear girl, pressing the piccolo in his hand, exhaling lightly, and playing a burst of Qinglingling music.

The sound of the flute was soft and clear, in sharp contrast with this weird and solemn world.

Zhou Hao felt that at this moment, it seemed as if the flute sound was brought into an ancient, harmonious and warm world.

He closed his eyes and listened, it was as if he heard the sounds of birds and deer, and smelled the fragrance of flowers and trees.

All this is like a fairyland in a dream.

He felt that his whole person had become lighter, and he was almost about to float from the big bluestone.

The little flute played the piccolo and was also very immersed in it, as if drunk, two blushes appeared on both cheeks.

These two blushes can also be intoxicating.

The sound of the flute is sometimes mellow as a mountain stream, sometimes as sweet as the croaking of birds, sometimes as if a stream has stopped flowing, making people restless, and sometimes like a long waterfall, making people feel heart-stirring.

It's a wonderful sound from the sky, it's hard to smell in the world.

Zhou Hao is really lucky.

After a while, the sound of the yoyo flute stopped, and the world returned to silence.

Xiaodi still pressed Piccolo and didn't put it down, closed his eyes and didn't turn from his emotions.

There were some tears on her face, just when she was playing, she thought of Uncle Big Mouth.

Zhou Hao, who was lying on the bluestone, did not recover either.

He enjoys the aftertaste of the flute, and the feeling that the ancient world is fading away: the whispers of birds and the fragrance of flowers are gone, the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers are gradually disappearing...

"It sounds good!"

"It sounds good!"

Zhou Hao woke up and clapped his hands in applause: "It's really this song that should only be found in the sky, and it won't be heard a few times in the world! My luck is really great!"

Xiaodi also slowly came over, but there were still faint tears in the corner of her eyes, she smiled and said, "You can really boast, hehe~"

Zhou Hao also smirked and said, "I'm really talking from the bottom of my heart, your flute is really great!"

Xiaodi said, "That's right, this was given to me by Uncle Big Mouth!"

"what?!"

Zhou Hao was stunned, and said in disbelief: "This is what Uncle Big Mouth taught you? How could he fiddle with such a gentle thing?!"

He thought of the rough and fierce appearance of Li Dazui, still holding a cigarette stick, and yelling at people from time to time...These images are really unthinkable that he would play with such elegant things.