Lin Jiayu, on the other hand, packed up her schoolbag and chased after him. She ran to Fang Luoyu and comforted her softly: "Don't think too much. It's okay. It's not like I won't come back. What's more, with Uncle Fang's strength, he wants to get you."

It’s not easy to come back.”

After hearing these words, Fang Luoyu nodded thoughtfully, but he was still a little tangled in his heart, because the old man was involved, so his father would definitely not get him back. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but complain,

He thought to himself: "Who am I provoking?"

Then the two of them didn't know where to go. They went home. Their cousin and parents were at home and didn't want to go back, so they had no choice but to wander around. But they didn't know where they were going, so they could only wander around aimlessly.

And Lin Jiayu just walked around aimlessly with Fang Luoyu, because she didn't know when she would see Fang Luoyu again, and she just wanted to stay with him and spend more time with him.

The two of them walked like this until they reached the park. Looking at Lin Jiayu who was out of breath from exhaustion, Fang Luoyu couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Let's find a place to rest."

"Yeah." Lin Jiayu nodded happily. She was exhausted after walking for such a long time. She stretched out her hand and pulled Fang Luoyu and sat down in an empty and deserted place and asked, "Have you brought your flute?"

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"Bring it." Fang Luoyu nodded and took out the black dragon flute, but when he took it out, Lin Jiayu rolled his eyes.

Then Lin Jiayu asked quietly: "Why are you still carrying this flute?"

"It looks good and the sound is not bad either." Fang Luoyu put the jade flute in his hand and started playing without paying much attention.

At this time, there was an old man not far away who was constantly teasing a girl. He was pointing in the direction of Fang Luoyu and teasing the girl: "Huier, that is your little lover! But it looks like he

It seems that he already has a girlfriend, so I asked you to give him my flute."

When Xiao Hui heard the old man's teasing, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she threw herself into the old man's arms and said coquettishly: "How could there be such a thing? The flute was not given to me by others. It was given to me by my father, not played by others."

Looking at his granddaughter who kept acting coquettishly in his arms, the old man's eyes were full of pampering and satisfaction. When he returned home, listening to Mr. Hutou telling what happened to Xiaohui during the day, the old man almost had a heart attack and was almost frightened. He picked up the crutches and started walking.

He beat Master Hutou, blaming him for not taking good care of his granddaughter, but he still felt a little sorry for the flute. After all, this black dragon flute was the old man's treasure, and he would not let others touch it for fear that it would be damaged by others.

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However, the flute was not as important as his granddaughter as a treasure. The old man had nothing to say about giving it to Fang Luoyu. He just beat the person who gave it to him more severely. Anyway, he had not seen Mr. Hu Tou leave the room for two days.

The old man looked at Fang Luoyu who was sitting there holding a black dragon flute. A trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes and he took Xiaohui's hand and walked over.

The old man came to Fang Luoyu and said with a smile: "I don't recommend it to you, old man. Let's listen here."

Without waiting for Fang Luoyu and the other two to reply, the old man took Xiao Hui's hand and sat on the ground, staring at Fang Luo Yu intently. However, the old man's eyes were full of appreciation, while Xiao Hui's eyes were full of shyness.

Lin Jiayu was full of hostility when she looked at Xiaohui, but she nodded politely and said hello to the old man.

Fang Luoyu glanced at the old man and Xiao Hui without saying a word. He reached out and touched the black dragon flute, then put it to his mouth and started playing.

The sound of the flute is as captivating as the sounds of nature, making people who listen feel like they are in a forest of nature, full of freedom and joy. The music suddenly changes and becomes oppressive, giving people a sense of

The pressure is like fighting against a natural disaster, but there is a sense of pride and unyielding in it.

The old man looked at Fang Luoyu who was playing the beautiful flute sounds in front of him and nodded with satisfaction. He felt that the flute had followed a good master. However, when he looked at the black jade flute, there was still a trace of distress and reluctance in his eyes.

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Fang Luoyu, who was playing, seemed to have noticed something. The sound of the flute changed from relaxed to joyful.

Following the sound of the flute, nearby pedestrians came over one after another, surrounding Fang Luoyu. No one spoke or made any noise, but just listened quietly.

At this time, a pair of young boys and girls who looked like lovers came over. When they heard the sound of the flute, they couldn't help but stop and listen. It took a long time before they realized what was happening.

"What a beautiful song!"

"Is he also a person with superpowers? It doesn't look like it!"

"Stupid, he is a cultivator, what kind of superpower is that? But it seems that his cultivation is very good, but he is a little weaker than us."

The girl rolled her eyes at her companion and said:

"Tsk, who doesn't know that us superpowers are stronger than cultivators in the early stage, but much weaker than them in the later stage? How about we compete with him?"

"Why are we competing? We still have tasks to do now. Besides, seeing him playing the flute here, I think we will see him again in the future."

"Maybe we can even draw him into the organization."
Chapter completed!