"Stop yelling. We are buried underneath. He has gone so far, so he won't be able to hear him."

Li Huo grabbed Shui Yue and reminded her to waste less energy.

"Yun'er, hurry up, Bi Yuexiao's voice is very penetrating!"

Suddenly, Yu Wuchen's voice came from over there.

Liuyun was shocked, how could she forget Biyuexiao?

He patted his head, immediately took out the blue moon flute, put it to his mouth and started blowing.

The low sound of the flute sounded slowly, flying upward through the layers of sand.

No mental power is needed, just the sound of the flute is enough.

When Ye Lishang heard the sound of the flute, he must have known it was her.

The flowing clouds dare not stop, and the sound of the flute is like a song, sometimes melodious, sometimes deep, sometimes cheerful.

In fact, even she herself didn't know what tune she was playing, but it was a sign of anxiety.
Chapter completed!