"puff"

The strange sound broke through the silent night sky.

Yue Xiaoxuan couldn't help but blink, then approached the Soul-Condensing Flute, puffed up her cheeks and blew hard.

"puff"

It's this voice again!

Yue Xiaoxuan's eyes were wide open, as if she was striking with the flute in her hand.

"Puff", "Puff", "Puff"

Weird sounds kept coming from his mouth.

"Ah! Xuanbao is angry!" Yue Xiaoxuan shouted, raised the soul-condensing flute in his hand, and smashed it hard on the Bidou platform.

"Bang"

The extremely hard battle stage was smashed into a pit.

Yue Xiaoxuan was bounced away due to the recoil force, and the soul-condensing flute slid from her palm and rolled back to Yin Tingting's feet.

After Yue Xiaoxuan was gently caught by Yue, she buried her head in her arms and whimpered: "Mom, that stick is so bad, it's always fart!"

The people present couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths. Instead, they blamed the flute?

Yin Tingting picked up the jade flute at her feet and asked subconsciously: "Xuanbao, can you play the flute?"

Yue Xiaoxuan raised her head from Yue's arms, blinked her eyes covered with mist, and said softly: "No! Daddy said that playing the flute is a special stunt that only girls have, then

What does Xuanbao have to do with it?"

The wind is messy and dark clouds cover the top.

Everyone's eyes fell on Yue Qingqing, and their eyes were extremely strange.

Yue Qingqing's forehead was covered with black lines, and she had the urge to go wild: "This is what his father said, is it related to me?"

She roared in her heart, and said, "Don't turn her face, she is afraid that she will slap the little man in her arms to death."

"Look, Mom, Old Witch Ting is playing the flute!"

Yue Xiaoxuan pulled her clothes, pointed her fat little finger at Yin Tingting, and said crisply.

The expression on his face was very serious, and his dark eyes were like stars in the night sky, particularly bright.

The people present clearly knew what the "flute blowing" he said was referring to, but looking at his serious appearance and the clear and innocent young master, he felt that feeling in his heart.

They were thinking too much, and they used their vulgar thoughts to defile Xuanbao, a little fairy child as white as paper, and they were guilty!

Yin Tingting was holding the soul-condensing flute in her plump red lips. Just as she was about to play, hundreds of gazes looked at her with "swish swish swish swish swish swish".

Under those lustful gazes, her face gradually turned red, and the bulging air was stagnant in her heart and she couldn't get out of no matter what.

"Puff puff puff"

Finally, it turned into three sounds.

"Far! Far! Old Fairy Ting fart!" Yue Xiaoxuan patted his hands and cheered, "Old Fairy Ting, as a woman, can't even play the flute. This is not possible! You have to add more after you go back

Practice! Otherwise you will be looked down upon!"

Yue Xiaoxuan gently shook her upright middle finger and spoke earnestly.

"Bang"

Yue Qingqing finally couldn't help but give him a thrill.

Boy, have you forgotten my gender, right?

"Don't calm down, you are a tigress, you are not a rank of women!" Yue Xiaoxuan followed her chest, then opened her mouth, and said silently: "Dad was pressed down by her mother, Xuanbao saw it.

oh!"

Yue Qingqing looked up at the sky weakly. Who will tell her where the evil factors in Xuanbao's thoughts were inherited?

Yin Tingting's face was already blushing to the base of her neck.
Chapter completed!