As soon as the conversation was finished, Lin Yumeng exposed it directly.
Suddenly, Peng Zhan and the others heard faint music coming from their ears.
Peng Zhan knew that it must be one of the Kalmans who was doing the trick. He was too careless last time. Now that he knew the other party's tricks, he would naturally not be fooled a second time.
"You want to play music with us, Ling'er, come on." Peng Zhan waved his hand towards Cheng Wanling domineeringly.
Cheng Wanling walked out slowly, and then with a wave of her hand, a deep palace voice came out. The sound was like a gentle little hand, slowly passing through the trees.
The grass and trees are calm, but when they brush against people, they will feel an inexplicable chill.
Seeing that Cheng Wanling's voice completely overwhelmed him, Kalman was naturally unwilling to fail like this. He immediately took out the horns used by primitive tribes and started blowing on the horns.
For an instant, Peng Zhan and the others felt like they were back in ancient times, where two groups of naked primitive people were fighting with sticks and stones.
After all, the horns themselves represent the ancient memory of mankind, and as old as the horns is the smoke of war.
In fact, the established horses in that tribe began to fill with smoke, making people feel like they were suddenly back on the ancient battlefield.
Suppressed by the sound of the horns, the sound produced by Cheng Wanling's guqin was like a kitten whimpering on the battlefield, huddled in a corner and shivering.
"The full moon rises in the water, the stars rise in the sky, the mountains and rivers of the old days are still there, outside the ancient thin horse road..." Peng Zhan took out the Dragon Soul Divine Sword, imitating the ancient knights, fencing and singing.
His voice, as well as the trembling sound of the Dragon Soul Divine Sword, were enveloped by the sound of the horns as soon as they floated out. At this time, the phantom of a guqin suddenly appeared in the sky.
When Kalman realized that he had been deceived and planned to attack the guqin, the guqin trembled and made a sound that reached deep into the heart. This sound encompassed everything, like a pair of voices full of compassion looking down on the people.
Every other voice becomes a plea before it.
"Da da da... bang bang bang..."
Seeing that the situation was not good, those guys pulled the trigger directly on Peng Zhan and the others. Dozens of machine guns and a dozen sniper rifles shot wildly at Peng Zhan and the others.
Peng Zhan stood at the front, waving the Dragon Soul Divine Sword in his hand to form a strong shield. All the bullets hit the shadow of the Dragon Soul Divine Sword, making chaotic sounds.
Suddenly, the guqin phantom teleported directly to the front, taking the initiative to greet the hail of bullets. When those bullets collided with the strings, they made a screaming sound one by one.
Those sounds turned into black notes, like bullets, fired at the gunmen.
“Ah ah ah…the gunmen screamed and fell to the ground.
Seeing something bad, those who were not hit began to retreat quickly.
Originally, Kalman was still struggling to hold on, but the sound of the sniper bullet hitting the strings was too sharp, like sharp bayonets stabbing him.
He hurriedly raised the horns to block, but the horns shattered. He panicked and ran towards the dense forest.
At this time, Lin Yumeng shouted excitedly: "Peng Zhan, I feel Yutong, I feel Yutong's breath!"
"Ling'er, Xiao Wu, you two go after Kalman. Remember, don't have any form of communication with him. Just knock him out."
The reason why Peng Zhan gave this warning was because Kalman was too cunning and worried that these two little girls with no scheming ideas would be deceived by him.
Ye Xiaowu and Cheng Wanling replied, then quickly chased after Kalman.
"Sister Yumeng, let's go find Sister Yutong quickly." Peng Zhan grabbed Lin Yumeng and said softly.
