Wait!
This is not an illusion, definitely not!
After trying in vain to suppress his turbulent Inner Strength, Ye Weiming looked in horror in the direction of the flute sound.
He saw a man in a blue robe with a red devilish mask on his face, standing on the branch of a large willow tree not far away, gently playing a jade flute.
Under the interference of the sound wave, Ye Weiming felt his Inner Strength uncontrollably surging, even his footsteps became staggering involuntarily.
What a formidable fellow, even more powerful than Qu Lingfeng and Miao Renfeng!
Among all the NPCs that Ye Weiming has encountered, probably only Xie Xun, the Golden Lion King whose level could not be discerned, or inscrutable characters like Huang Shouzun and You Jin, can compare with him.
"Thud!"
Ye Weiming didn't fall, he just threw Qu Lingfeng, who was struggling on his shoulder, onto the ground.
