Su Qing and Xiao Zeyu heard the screams coming from the wooden building. They were worried that something might have happened, so they prepared to go back. However, at this moment, they saw a huge white lotus floating over from afar.
The petals of the white lotus flower were lit with red lights. A long curtain floated down from the top of the white lotus flower. The long curtain danced in the wind, and bewitching music crashed into Su Qing and Xiao Zeyu's ears from afar.
The music was just the melodious sound of the flute, but it made one's heart flutter and one's blood boil.
"This music can bewitch people. Qing'er, cover your ears."
Xiao Zeyu felt that something was wrong and quickly covered Su Qing's ears. He used his internal energy to resist the surge of blood, but he still felt a fishy taste in his throat, as if he was about to vomit blood.
"Playing tricks."
