The Sorrowmender

PAID Chapter 133

Wuyou stood up, bowed to Xu Qingzhou, and asked with a smile, "Master, would you like something lively or more heartfelt?"

Xu Qingzhou placed the slightly yellowed "History of the Mortal Province" on the bed, leaned back, closed his eyes, and gently tapped his thigh with his right hand.

"'Journey to Gusu.'"

"Alright."

Wuyou moved to the window, smiling at Cangyue Xinyin, "Sister Xinyin, could you please make some room?"

Cangyue Xinyin didn't ask further and moved aside.

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Then, Wuyou, light as a swallow, leaped onto the roof of the carriage with a graceful bow.

She took out the Qingfeng Flute, placed it horizontally to her lips, and let the long wind blow, her clothes fluttering and her long braid dancing in the breeze.

She closed her eyes, gathered her energy, and moved her fingers.

The sound of the flute was heard—

"Woo—"

As the sound began, it was melodious and profound. The chaotic wind ahead suddenly became gentle.

The bamboo forest stopped swaying, fallen leaves hovered in the air without falling, and with the change in rhythm, a strong wind rose beside Wuyou.

The wind was gentle, brushing across the land, lifting the bamboo leaves into the air.

The startled horses fell silent.

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