At this moment, Ah Chen held the lusheng (a traditional reed pipe instrument), his eyes wide open.
But the team has already gone in halfway, so why can't we find the saintess?
"Have you seen the saintess?"
"I didn't see it!"
"Ah Kang, what about your side?"
"Not found yet."
"Ah Bao, Ah Zhuang, how are things over there?"
"No."
"Hurry up, there are only two hours left. Every minute that is wasted will be another minute of suffering for Ah Chen."
At the Lusheng Square, which attracted tens of thousands of people, adults and children alike played the Lusheng and danced.
However, the Black Crow Village dared not relax at all and continued to search for the Holy Maiden Amo.
The eight jackals are also searching.
"My goodness, I really want to go down and help look for her, but I realize I can't quite remember what the Miao holy maiden looks like anymore. I only know she's incredibly beautiful." Han Feng was too anxious.
Su Qian said, "I know them, I'll go down and help."
“I know him too, I’ll go too.”
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
The commotion at Heiwu Village was arguably the biggest highlight of the Lusheng performance.
It can be said that today's first round of flower-begging was basically prepared for the future Miao King.
The girls who passed by Mu Achen clearly paused for more than ten seconds.
They all hoped that Achen could play the lusheng (a traditional reed pipe instrument), so that they could hang their belts and silver necklaces on it.
Even if Ah Chen didn't choose them in the end, they at least fought for themselves.
But--
Time ticked by, and thousands of people searched for an hour without finding the location of the Holy Maiden Amo.
When Lu Rui on the main stage announced the remaining time, Mu Achen became extremely anxious.
Everyone was a little suspicious that Saintess Amo wasn't in the group.
Amo was indeed in the group, but she used cosmetics she bought in Yanjing, so the Miao people who knew her were looking for her based on her previous appearance.
Just now, Amo saw the gazes of the Eight Great Wolves sweep across her face.
Even Uncle Dong and Ah Zhuang had looked for her, but they still didn't recognize her.
As time went on, not only Mu Achen and Heiwu Village became anxious, but even the clan elders on the stage were getting worried.
The elders were puzzled. The Holy Maiden Amo was clearly in the group. How could they not find her when there were so many people in Black Crow Village?
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