It wasn't a group of snakes!
The outskirts of the camp were surrounded by countless snakes!
Snakes had slender bodies and could easily crawl into the camp through the gaps in the fence.
At that moment, the quality of the soldiers was reflected.
If it were an ordinary soldier, he would have wet his pants in fear and fainted on the ground. However, although the soldiers in Jiang Pengji's tent were flustered, most of them could restrain their instincts of fear. While enduring the goosebumps, they raised their torches and tried to deal with the snakes.
"Shrink the line of defense, pour oil on them and burn them …"
With a commander, they had a backbone. However, when faced with the relentless pressure of the snakes, the advantage of burning them was not great.
"Could it be that these snakes have become spirits?"
These snakes were not afraid of fire?
Everyone was panicking. They didn't expect to die not on the battlefield, but bitten by snakes.
Feng Jin and the others heard the news and came out, each of them pale with fright.
One snake was not scary, two snakes were not scary either, but was it not scary to see a densely packed group of snakes covering the entire field of vision?
"This is bad. Send someone to report to the lord. If necessary, prepare to break out …"
Feng Jin and Feng Zhen were the first to recover from their fear and restrain their instinctive reactions.
They didn't care about their own health first. Instead, they were worried about the safety of their lord, Jiang Pengji.
The snakes seemed to be playing with them. Except for a few bites when they were burned, they chose to press forward at other times. It was as if they were enjoying the struggle and embarrassment of their prey before death. Many snakes even crawled up to the top of the tent, hanging one by one. It was extremely terrifying.
"Break out of what?"
Jiang Pengji's indifferent voice came from behind. She didn't seem to see the sea of snakes in front of her. Instead, she looked calmly at her strategist.
She was cold. The audience couldn't take it anymore.
They could accept Jiang Pengji killing a bloody path on the battlefield and watching her break out of the encirclement from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but they couldn't accept countless snakes appearing on the high-definition live stream. It wasn't just one or two, it could be hundreds of thousands or even millions of snakes!
Tianyu Weiliu: "I can't take it anymore. The scene in the streaming room is making me feel very uncomfortable."
Tongtong Weiyue: "I thought the streaming room was scary enough, but I didn't expect there to be such a powerful scene."
Xuanxiang Taishou: "It's the scary ancient times. I won't daydream about transmigrating anymore. I can't afford to play with my life!"
Shuisi Qingsi: "I'm coming. Don't be afraid, my friend. Bullet Screen Protection Technique! Greater Summoning — Socialist Core Values!
The audience endured the disgust and fear, and the dense bullet screen covered the entire screen, barely alleviating the discomfort.
Even so, many of the audience were still afraid.
What was rare was that the audience members who managed to get a spot in the live broadcast room with great difficulty began to leave the live broadcast room one after another.
It's not that they don't want to watch the live broadcast, it's clearly that the live broadcast is too scary, and if the Terrors watch it, they will get sick!
When Feng Jin and the rest saw Jiang Pengji, they felt much more at ease.
"Your Highness, please put your health first. I will arrange for a breakthrough …"
Jiang Pengji glanced at the snakes that had already entered the camp and said coldly, "It's these beasts who should get lost!"
"…"
Jiang Pengji curled her lips. "The Gaoyue clan is quite courageous to dare to show off in front of our ancestor."
Feng Jin and the others were still confused.
"All of you, step back. Let's see how your master is going to force back a million snakes by herself!"
Jiang Pengji couldn't help but show off. Before Feng Jin and the others could react, she placed the jade flute on her lips.
Everyone: "…"
When the first note was played, Feng Jin, Wei Ci, and Meng Heng, who are good at music, furrowed their brows.
The sound of the flute was ear-piercing and sharp, rushing straight into the eardrums. It did not have the slightest timbre that a jade flute should have.
Jiang Pengji acted as if she did not hear it. She stood rooted to the ground like a pine tree.
Her long hair was as black as ink, and her eyebrows were picturesque. When her eyes were slightly closed, her long and curled eyelashes were like thick little fans, fluttering.
Her two wide sleeves slid down to her elbows, like clouds piling up, revealing two snow-white wrists.
Jiang Pengji was still engrossed in it. If the sound was muted, she would really have the elegance of an immortal, but if it was not muted …
The tune was not a tune, and it was not a tune. It was like an ignorant child holding a flute and playing it randomly.
Wei Ci and the others also thought that their lord was fooling around, but they quickly put this thought into the depths of their minds.
"All of you, look quickly — snakes, snakes …"
Meng Hun was a boorish man and did not understand music, so he was the least affected.
On one side, there was a horrifying hissing sound, and on the other side, the lord's demonic sound filled the ears. Between the two, the lord's flute sound was more pleasant to the ears.
When Jiang Pengji played the first note, it was as if the pause button had been pressed on the group of snakes that had been wriggling forward.
When the second note sounded, the orderly group of snakes began to panic. Their slender bodies twisted and wriggled uncontrollably.
When the third note sounded, the soldiers nearby had an illusion for a moment — these snakes were afraid!
They were indeed afraid!
A tremor that came from their souls. Their bodies instinctively wanted to escape from the murderous calamity in the unseen world!
In the eyes of the snakes, Jiang Pengji was no longer a blurry "person." Instead, she was a huge king that controlled their life and death!
If there was a strong person who was proficient in manipulating the mind, he would be able to see Jiang Pengji's spiritual domain, which was as vast as the sea, radiating arrogantly in all directions, enveloping everything it reached. It was a domineering declaration of sovereignty …
This place belonged to the old lady. Whoever dared to come would be slaughtered!
Jiang Pengji's physical strength was far from its peak. At most, it was the same as when she was seven or eight years old. However, her spiritual domain had already recovered to its peak.
Even if she was suppressing two restless subsystems, she could still spare some energy to spread out her domain and erase the small brain regions of the snakes!
She could really kill people invisibly!
The so-called sound of the flute repelling the group of snakes was just a small trick of Jiang Pengji's to conceal her spiritual domain.
After playing for a while, Jiang Pengji opened her eyes slightly.
Wei Ci, who had been watching her, saw her dark eyes suddenly turn silvery white. However, the silver light only appeared for a moment before it disappeared.
If he had not concentrated, he might have thought that his eyes were playing tricks on him.
Jiang Pengji did not stop. Everyone in the military camp saw that the twisting and struggling snakes gradually stopped. They became loose and soft, motionless.
Wei Ci did not know if it was an illusion …
As the group of snakes twisted and turned, he seemed to hear a slight "pop" sound, which was very much like the sound of bones breaking.
After the time it took to burn a stick of incense, as far as the eye could see, the group of snakes did not move.
After a long time, Jiang Pengji played the last sharp and ear-piercing sound of the flute. Finally, she was willing to put down the jade flute that had been wronged.
The military camp was silent.
Meng Hun used his weapon to poke the nearest snake. He found that the snakes were actually dead!
"Clean them up. It's disgusting to look at them."
Jiang Pengji hung the flute on her waist coldly. She waved her wide sleeves and gracefully returned to the tent.
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