Ring, Ring, ring
Before he got close, Wang Xian heard a series of unique sounds.
The sounds were very strange and had a special attraction.
“Sound of the Soul?”
Feng Luan’s surprised voice flashed across her eyes as she looked ahead.
At this moment, Wang Xian, Feng Luan, and the DRAKONID were flying on the surface of the ocean like an abyss as they looked into the distance.
A beautiful green figure was standing on the peculiar aquatic plants on the surface of the sea. A beautiful zither was floating in front of her. The sound came from the zither.
Wang Xian was also looking at Tang Yinxuan curiously.
Compared to the previous zither sound, her current zither sound was much more unpleasant. It was even a little off-key.
“Yinxuan!”
Wang Xian flew over and shouted at Tang Yinxuan. He looked around and realized that the DRAKONID was not around.
“Wang Xian!”
Tang Yinxuan smiled when she saw Wang Xian coming over.