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It was like a long vine, his fingers danced, and the purple light that was like pain moved with it. The monster touched suddenly screamed, and the place where he was drawn must be full of skin and flesh.

Since the five-colored snake advanced once, its body was bigger than before, and it seemed to be no longer a problem to deal with the intermediate monster. When two small fangs bite, the monster would definitely turn black all over.

He twitched and fell to the ground. The toxins instantly spread all over his body. His small body surrounded the monsters, making it impossible for some huge monsters to catch.

Mu Shishi's current was very weak, hesitating that the weather was too cold, and her current could not be used excessively. The small bomb in her hand was thrown at the rushing monster. Although the bomb was small, it was not small.

The monster touched by the "boom boom" bomb immediately emits a powerful light and a dazzling halo.

"Ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao

After the huge halo, the monster rushing up screamed, and its huge claws, legs, and all over were covered with blood from habit bombs.

The terrifying explosion did not retreat because of this, but instead attacked more violently.

Dugu Meng above saw this scene and was shocked. He didn't know what the huge explosion was. He was a little panicked. It was already difficult for people with purple cultivation to use intermediate and advanced monsters to deal with them.

Now there is such a strong woman, with unprecedented things in her hands and infinite power, so he is even more uneasy.

He thought in his heart, and turned to look at the North Wing Emperor, who was shocked when he saw him. He guessed in his heart that he shouldn't know what such a powerful thing was.

"Chirp." As I thought, the sound of a bird came to my ears.

Dugu Meng was stunned and looked back. However, when he turned around, a white figure swayed, his lips suddenly hurt, and subconsciously opened his mouth, and the whistle in his mouth disappeared in an instant.

"Whistle, my whistle." Dugu Meng stroked his mouth and found that the whistle was missing, and he was shocked.

"Whistle?" the North Wing Emperor asked.

"Master, my whistle is gone." The whistle is something the master trained him for hundreds of beasts. If it is gone, how can he control these monsters?

The Northern Wing Emperor didn't care: "I'll send you a few whistles."

"No, my whistle can control the group of monsters below." Dugu Meng was anxious, and he felt a pain in his mouth. When he closed his mouth, the whistle disappeared.

"Then I won't look for it!" The North Wing Emperor seemed to understand the importance of the whistle.

Dugu Meng lowered his head and searched on the ground. After just a mouth, how could the whistle disappear?

Everyone was looking for whistles on the ground, and the North Wing Emperor lowered his head to search. If he couldn't control these monsters, wouldn't he be the emperor?

It's over? He had no idea that his imperial capital was over at this time, and it was not a matter of the blink of an eye that hundreds of monsters attacked people.

The Ice Sculpture Festival is crowded, and the mortality rate has already exceeded most of the time...

"Swish swish..." The harsh whistle sounded.

Dugu Meng, who was lying on the ground looking for a whistle, was stunned, turned to look at the source of the whistle, and what caught his eye was a woman's face...

"Whistle...Whistle..." Why did the whistle fall into her hands in a blink of an eye?

The North Wing Emperor, who also heard the sound of the whistle, also looked down, and the face changed immediately, and the whistle actually landed in their hands.

Mu Shishi held a whistle in her hand, wrapped it with a layer of isolation bag, and placed it beside her mouth and blew it, and her voice sounded nice.

The irritable monster stopped and nestled in place gently, with its head hanging down as if it was hypnotized.

"This thing is really magical." Mu Shishi stopped and was a little surprised. She really tamed the beast with her voice.

She once saw in modern books that domesticated animals in zoos use music as preludes and then let them make movements according to the music.

"This whistle is not like a thing in the north wing." Yan Chenluo stared at the small whistle and saw a problem at a glance.

"It's not from the North Wing, is it because the Dugu family is involved with other countries?" The monster stopped attacking, and Hua Zeming approached Mu Shishi.

Bai Mufei took back the purple fighting spirit in his hand and looked at the whistle: "But it is not a thing from the North Wing."

"You may see where you came from?" Dugu Meng was suspicious.

Bai Mufei took his sister-in-law's own and looked at it. The composition of this whistle was very strange.

"It seems to be the black iron of the Yao office of Gu Mo." He said for a while, but his tone was not very certain.

Yan Chenluo looked at it for a while, but Zhi knew it was not an item on the north wing, but he could not tell that it was from the country.

"Ancient ink?" Mu Shishi asked.

The country of Gu Mo seems to have been involved in anything, and they have never even shown up for this incident.

The surrounding monsters gradually became quiet. The North Wing Emperor above looked extremely ugly, and he turned to glaring at Dugu Meng.

"Besides the whistle, is there any way to make the monsters irritable?" He was so content to see them as they were intact.

Dugu Meng cried and said, "Only the whistle can control the monsters. These monsters have been bewitched by the sound of the whistle since childhood. There is no other way at the moment."

"Damn it." The North Wing Emperor was furious. It seemed that the Gray Army must be used today!

Mu Shishi was a little confused about Gu Mo's approach, but Bai Mufei couldn't determine whether this whistle was an ancient whistle. Their most important question at the moment, not the source of the whistle.

It was extremely dark at this time. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, snowflakes fell lightly, and the temperature dropped a lot by night.

Mu Shishi's hands were cold and looked at the North Wing Emperor above.

Bai Mufei stepped forward and reached out to embrace Mu Shishi in her arms. Her generous clothes wrapped her around her, and her warm internal energy continued to spread to her.

"Old man, there are no tricks to use now." Hua Zeming reached out to pat the gentle monster beside him, and looked at the North Wing Emperor provocatively.

Yan Chenluo looked at the North Wing Emperor without any sorrow or family affection, all he had was indifferent.

"Hmph, don't be too happy too early. It's not certain who will die!" The North Wing Emperor clenched his fists, his eyes glared blood red.

Dugu Meng looked at the North Wing Emperor after hearing this. He felt that the North Wing Emperor had a move from just now, but he couldn't guess what the move was. It would be better if the monsters were controlled now, but he wanted to see what his move was!

Mu Shishi irritated her ears, reached out and put her whistle beside her mouth and blew it up. Who will kill her? It seems that the Northern Wing Emperor has a trick. Since he wants to die until they die, she will give him back with these hundreds of monsters!

The harsh whistle sounded again, and the sleeping monster immediately woke up, his eyes gradually turned blood red, and the irritability just now ignited again, as if it was stronger than before.
Chapter completed!
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