He began to play with the jade flute in his hand. There was a beautiful melody in his ear, which made people feel intoxicated. I secretly condensed a faint soul on my body. This kind of meager ability could block malicious spread attacks, but naturally, not everyone could do it.
The humanoid prison frowned and began to protect the barrier to block the aggressiveness of the tonality.
Then he turned his head and saw me, "I'm intoxicated with the face of an i***t". He rolled his eyes at me and stood in front of me to help me block the murderous intent in the music.
In reality, this melody was electrophoretic. The opponents he faced might be greatly injured. The people we listened to couldn't stand much of the influence, but the stronger their abilities, the stronger their perceptiveness mi
