"Master ..."
"Evergreen!"
The old Daoist and song Changqing called out to each other at the same time.
From the fear in their eyes, both of them guessed that their appearance in the other's eyes had probably changed.
Aunt Wu and the others were already out of their wits. Everyone around them looked like 'song qingxiao', and they could not even tell who was who.
Everyone's heart was quickly broken by fear. Under extreme fear, they were on guard against each other. Even aunt Wu's family didn't dare to get close to each other.
"Don't panic,"
At this critical moment, the old Daoist suppressed the fear that rose from the depths of his heart and subconsciously held song Changqing's arm tightly.
As soon as the stellar formation was broken, the ghostly figure charged straight in.
The party originally had over a dozen people, and at this time, they were densely packed together.
It was hard to distinguish the real and the fake faces.
