With the appearance of the shadow of the mulberry tree, the White silk around song Qing's neck tightened.
The two red lights faced each other, and the White taverns on both sides hung her high in the midpoint of the air.
However, this was only the beginning.
'Swish swish swish-'
Then, the East, the North ... Red lights lit up in every direction.
With the appearance of each red light, the White silk around song Qing's neck would become thicker and tighten around her.
Gradually, the number of red lights increased, and the shadows of the mulberry trees also increased. In an instant, they formed a huge Mulberry forest.
The lights flickered and the shadows of the trees rubbed against each other, making it difficult for one to count how many mulberry trees there were.
"Ten thousand ghosts travel!"
Amidst Meng fanglan's bitter and painful howls, the shadows of ghost Chrysalis emerged from the mulberry trees one after another.
