Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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These people have red eyes, like two strange lanterns.

They shouted and jumped wildly, and everyone had a look of gnashing their teeth.

Dozens of people even held a giant tree that couldn't be carried by their arms, and banged against the one-foot-thick stone gate of the villa.

The stone door trembled slightly when it hit it, and it was about to burst open! [

Inside the stone gate, almost all the children's nursing homes, large and small, of Baoyue Villa came here upon hearing the news.

They have never seen such a posture before, all of them turned pale with fright, and only tried their best to hold the door with various objects...

Bi Yuan frowned, and said to herself: "We must not let them rush in! No way, we have to do another murder!"

Without hesitation at the moment, he flipped his hands lightly and made two gestures.

The posture was absolutely beautiful, and it flew towards the door like a piece of yellow sand.

Where the yellow sand fell, there were still flowers and green trees just now, and the bluestone road turned into a vast expanse of yellow sand in an instant.

Those people who were slamming on the door suddenly felt that their feet were weak, and their bodies sank involuntarily, and they were instantly wiped out!

After a while, outside the door which was still noisy just now, there was no movement in an instant, and there was a dead silence.

The people inside the door were stunned for a while, looking up at Biyuan in the sky, and then at the yellow sand outside the door, they couldn't help cheering, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Biyuan was not so relaxed in the air, her face was solemn, her hands trembling slightly, but she was extremely surprised: "Those people who fell into the sand did not die!"

They were wriggling under the yellow sand, as if they were about to rush out!

She waved her hands repeatedly, and lights of different colors flashed between her hands, flying towards the piece of yellow sand, and the yellow sand became deeper and further away...

Gradually, Biyuan felt that the struggle under the sand was no longer so violent, she exhaled lightly, her forehead was already covered with sweat.

"What happened to these people? Are they controlled by something? Are they alive or dead now?"

A series of questions flashed through her mind.

Before she could come up with an answer, a misty flute sounded in the night wind.

It's a very strange flute sound, without a tune, but it seems that someone is sneering somewhere in the dark.

The sound is not loud, but it penetrates directly into people's eardrums!