Chu Liuyue walked a few steps forward.

But the sound was still very far away, as if it was coming from a very far place, seemingly there or not.

It was like a feather, gently sweeping across the heart, making people itchy.

Chu Liuyue raised her foot forward again, staring at the black wall with her eyes tightly.

Seeing her movements and expressions, Chu Ning suddenly asked:

"Yue'er, what are you doing?"

Chu Liuyue was stunned and came to her senses.

When she met Chu Ning's expression, she suddenly realized something.

"Dad, didn't you hear any sound?"

Chu Ning looked confused.

"What a sound, no."

Chu Liuyue frowned.

"Come here and listen carefully."

Chu Ning walked over as he spoke, stood beside her, and listened intently.

For a moment, he shook his head.

"No."

He heard nothing.

A subtle feeling suddenly surged in Chu Liuyue's heart.

Could it be that my father’s current realm is only a first-level warrior, and his ears are not as good as hers, so he couldn’t hear it?

She looked at Rong Xiu.

The two looked at each other.

Rong Xiu asked:

"Yue'er, what did you hear?"

Chu Liuyue's heart sank slightly.

"You can't hear it either?"

Rong Xiu nodded.

Chu Liuyue pursed her lips.

It would be fine if Dad couldn't hear it alone, but at present, even Rong Xiu, who was stronger, could not hear it.

this...

Is it really only she who can hear it?

She closed her eyes, sure that it was not auditory hallucination.

Although the sound was low and insignificant, it was real.

She paused and said:

"...I listen, it seems like someone is playing the piano."

The tone is pleasant and touching.

The pace is slow, but it is very heart-wrenching.

"That sound came from the wall."

Chu Liuyue said, and walked forward again.

The closer you get to that wall, the more intense and crazy evil spirits are.

But if it was because of the stones, Chu Liuyue didn't feel too uncomfortable.

She quickly adapted to the environment.

Chu Ning and Rong Xiu both followed.

Rong Xiu was fine, but Chu Ning's face soon turned pale.

Although he now has the immortal divine body, his martial artist's strength is indeed only at the first level, which is irrefutable.

In addition to having the advantage over the divine body, he still has a lot of gaps between him and the normal super god-powered ones in other aspects.

Chu Liuyue said:

"Dad, you don't have to come over. I figured out what happened to this thing and went back. Tuanzi, you go with me first."

Tuanzi nodded obediently, jumped to Chu Ning and grabbed his hand.

"Grandpa Chu, I'm here!"

Chu Ning already knew Tuanzi's true identity, but whenever she saw her cute little Yuxue look, she would forget about this, leaving only her heart and eyes full of love and love.

He hurriedly said:

"Oh, okay! OK! The dumpling is the most obedient!"

He patted Tuanzi's head gently and loved it very much.

But after thinking about it, he said:

"Grandpa Chu is fine here, Tuanzi, you should go to Yue'er's side--"

He always felt that the closer he got to that wall, the more dangerous it was.

And now Yue'er said that she heard some noise... He couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Tuanzi smiled brightly:

"It's okay! There is Your Highness there!"

Rong Xiu paused and her thin lips curled up a satisfied smile.

Children can teach.

When Chu Ning heard this, he felt it made sense, so he nodded, held Tuanzi's little hand and waited on the spot.

......

Before walking to that wall, Chu Liuyue finally stood still.

Standing near, all the traces on this wall can be seen clearly.

Countless sword scratches have gradually blurred over the years, leaving only traces of deep or shallowness, mottled and intertwined.

She could even smell a faint smell of blood.

Mixed with wind, frost and dust, there is inexplicably a sense of desolation and tragicness.

Chu Liuyue's mood also became heavier.

She stared blankly at the front, and there seemed to be countless emotions surging in her heart.

But the specific one is unexplainable.

I had to let these complicated emotions linger and surge between my chest and abdomen.

She stretched out her hand and slowly placed it on the wall.

The tentacles are cold, thick and thick.

But the sound of the piano suddenly became clear.

One by one, one by one.

It all fell into her ears and fell into her heart.

In the dark, she seemed to see a figure standing alone on the lonely and cold wilderness.

She couldn't see the figure and appearance of the man, and she didn't even know whether the man was a man or a woman.

She only saw the man holding a piano in his arms and plucking his fingers.

And that piano sound flew out from that man's hands.

The sound of the piano that should have been light and pleasant, but at this moment it sounded inexplicably with a hint of desolation.

The world is dark and the wind swept and clouds move.

In the empty space, there was only one person who was with the piano.

Time passes slowly.

The man's hand gradually accelerated the speed of plucking the strings.

The originally vast and distant music suddenly felt a hint of murderous intent!

The sound of the piano is sharp!
To be continued...