C879 Ghost Summoning Flute

"Big Brother Yun, with that many evil spirits swarming in, they're all going to die, aren't they?"

Perched atop a distant black tree, three shadows stood nearly invisible, blending seamlessly into the darkness. One slender shadow broke the silence with a question.

If Xiao Ling were present, he would instantly recognize the voice as Han Dong's.

"Without a doubt