There is the sound of a flute, like a dream, unclear and real.

The tune is familiar, it should have been played by someone, and it is a tune that Xian Dongyu has heard.

As the music sounded, a thick white mist filled the surroundings. And the demon hides in the mist, and there is nothing strange at first.

But the outermost soldier came into contact with the white mist, and actually grabbed his neck with both hands, rolled his eyes, opened his mouth wide and breathed in pain, and then passed out.

The rest of the soldiers winced, and the white mist took a step back.

For a time, fear permeated the army, and everyone held swords, but they did not know how to fight against the qualitative and invisible enemy, let alone hide in the ......

"God He is jealous again" Chapter 262: The domestic dog is hitting the hand, please wait a while,

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