Hoo... Woo...
In the sky, snowflakes danced, and as far as the eye could see, it was a vast expanse.
Rustle...
Red waves of insect swarms surged like waves, frantically rushing out of the streets, skimming towards the road!
Buzz buzz buzz...
A wave formed by countless flying insects lifted Wang Chonghui into the sky, facing the wind and snow, overlooking this small city!
He closed his eyes, held the Insect Flute, and played it!
The flute's melody was delicate and sorrowful, penetrating the snow curtain, and with the cold wind, it drifted across the city, into the streets and alleys, into schools and hospitals, into restaurants and canteens, into everyone's ears!
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In the Bronze Royal Court, Prince Bai Bao stared at the Copper Mirror and laughed heartily.
"Hahahahaha, good!
"I have been waging war for thousands of years; such massacres of cities I haven't seen often. Such a feast for the eyes today!"
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