Yu Xiaotian got up from the bed, picked up Xiaobai, who was lying heavy in the corner, and walked out of the room, crossed the corridor and out of the living room, and walked towards the sheep pen in the front yard in the dark.

"Brother, haven't you rested yet?"

It was already the end of midnight. Han Yichen heard the unusual cry of the little white tiger and saw that the candle in the bedroom was still lit, so he came over and knocked on the door.

"It's my third brother, come in quickly." Mu Lige opened the door and welcomed Han Yichen in.

"Brother, someone is coming."

Han Yichen looked worried. After all, the last time the little white tiger cried like this was when the bandits from Gaimao Mountain came.

"I don't sense any murderous intent. Let's wait and see!" Mu Lige tapped the table lightly with his fingers and glanced leisurely towards the front courtyard gate.

"Oh my goodness!"

"Second Elder, did Tianbao refuse to leave after hearing the bleating of sheep?"

"Could it be that the pythons in our Xuanyi Valley are all timid?" Xiao Lengyu, who was already more than ten meters away from the front gate of Hua's house, was stunned.

Thinking back to when he was climbing a tree with this snake wrapped around him in the outskirts of Fufeng County, he was almost scared out of his wits. Tianbao was always a proud and willful python, but now he had become so timid?

"It seems to be right there in front."

Glancing at the little python that was frightened motionless by the sheep's cry, Xuanming suddenly lost all his face. He took out the ice-clear jade flute in his arms and beat Tianbao up.

The little python crawling on the ground and trembling was so aggrieved by the beating that it could only hiss twice and still did not dare to resist at all.

After exhaling, Xuanming took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped the jade flute, turned the jade flute handsomely in his hands, and then started to play it.

The melodious and graceful melody floated into the flower house.

"Brother! My second master is here!"

Han Yichen, who was lying in the bedroom, was delighted when he heard the sound of the flute. After saying hello to Mu Lige, he left the room. After arriving in the yard, he used his lightness skills to fly to the front yard.

Yu Xiaotian, who was milking goats in the sheep pen in the front yard, felt dizzy when he heard the flute sound, and then fell to the ground with a "bang".

Han Yichen rushed over from the backyard, took Yu Xiaotian out of the sheep pen and handed him to Qiu Fu, then he couldn't wait to fly out of Hua's house.

"Second Master!"

Looking at the handsome figure with fluttering clothes flying towards him in the dark night, Xuanming stopped playing, put the jade flute at his waist, and smiled kindly at Han Yichen.

"My good disciple, come and see what good things your master has brought you..."