The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

But this cannot be said.

One is to give the host country a face, and the other is that the second song is indeed above the standard.

Xingyuetan is lit up, so I can't scold them.

then.

Musicians from the states of Wei, Chu, and Jin took turns playing.

There are two pieces of music for each country, and the musicians are all young men and women, and their standards are not low. It is obvious at a glance that they are seconded from the Taoist Academy.

Every time the song is finished, it can cause a burst of praise from the onlookers.

But that's about it.

The tunes played are similar, even the style is similar to Qi's.

One is pretending to be magnificent, and the other is deliberately elegant.

Occasionally there is a song that can reach the level of the Qi State just now, but it is limited to this.

Zhao Hao frowned when he saw this, all these damned people are from the sect, are these bastards really just drinking poison to quench their thirst in order to get the Kyushu tripod?

Are you really not afraid of the Kyushu tripod's qi lock, so you run away with the sect?

His appearance is different in the eyes of envoys from other countries.

Mi Lan couldn't help asking: "Why is Brother Zhao frowning? Is there something wrong with our song?"

Just now Xingyuetan was lit up twice, one time belonged to Qi country, and the other time belonged to their Chu country.

If there are no accidents in the following songs, these two songs are likely to enter the top three.

Zhao Hao rolled his eyes at him, and his attitude was quite bad: "Otherwise? If you don't frown on such a stylized piece of music, do you still want me to praise you? Thanks to the fact that your musicians are all from Taoist temples, don't you think that your fantasies about immortals are only grand and immortal?" Yashang? Can I use dim sum?"

Nan Ziling was about to fall asleep at first, but when he heard Zhao Hao's words, he woke up with a shiver: "Dim sum? What dim sum?"

Everyone: "..."

He scratched his head before he realized what was going on, and sneered, "Mr. Zhao is a little proud of what he said, but I fully agree with my point of view. The first few so-called 'Xianle' are really not good, especially the last one. It's disgusting, dumb, and embarrassing, just like an old lady with powder on her face, just like me pretending to be a fairy there. One word, disgusting!"

Hearing this, the musician behind him reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Nan, the last song is from our country of Jin!"

Nan Ziling choked for a moment, and then became even angrier: "What's disgusting, Geng Te Niang, is that my family composed such a disgusting song!"

Everyone: "..."

The corners of Zhao Hao's mouth twitched, no wonder Huang He said that Nan Ziling is a bad guy, this guy has destructive power to anyone.

Get so ruthless that even your own people scold you!

After being scolded by Nan Ziling, the musicians who played just now all had a bad look on their faces.

Although they are young, they are all outstanding figures in their sects, and they are used to being trained by their masters in their sects.

It was the first time that someone pointed their noses at him and scolded him like this outside.

However, they had all heard of Nan Ziling's name, and knew that this man was a well-known hobbit, so they couldn't be bothered.

Qin Mo, the envoy of Yan State, ignored the quarrel, smiled lightly, jumped up into the air, and landed lightly in the center of Xingyue Lake, sitting in midair with his knees empty.

A lyre appeared out of thin air above his knees.

White clothes are better than snow, and the stars and the moon reflect each other.

The image is completely different from when we met a few days ago, and it really feels like a fairy.

And his eyes are sharp, which is completely different from the previous majestic or elegant.

interesting.

Zhao Hao also became interested, looking closely, Qin Mo had already started.

Ten fingers fluttered, and every time he stroked the strings, there was a sharp aura shot out.

The lyre, it felt like he was playing a guzheng.

Although there was no fluctuation of true energy or mana, everyone present felt a feeling of flying sword energy.

As if in ancient times, when all things were ignorant, there was an immortal standing with a sword in his hand. With one sword, he cut through the Tianshan Mountains, and with one sword, he pierced the whole world.

Landslides and tsunamis have devastated lives.

The suffering of all living beings does not fall into the eyes of the immortal.

This is the aloof killing fairy.

At the end of the song, Xingyuetan emitted a chilling light.

Qin Mo touched the surface of the water lightly, then flew back to his original position, and said to the Yan people behind him, "Cancel the next song, don't dirty your ears."

"Yes Yes!"

Yan Ren nodded repeatedly, obviously Qin Mo has a very high right to speak.

Then Qin Mo looked at Zhao Hao: "Young Master Zhao, how about the next song just now?"

Gee!

Say something.

If the needle is not poked, at least it is better than the few songs just now.

He nodded with emotion: "You can't be judged by appearances. I didn't expect Miss Jiang Liu'er's distinguished guest to play the piano so well!"

Qin Mo: "???"

Nan Ziling had always been at odds with Qin Mo, but this time he didn't play the role of sarcasm. Instead, he looked at Qin Mo thoughtfully, frowning from time to time.

It seemed that the song just now brought back bad memories for him.

On the contrary, people from Chu and Wei countries flattered a few words.

"Master Qin is a great talent!"

"If it's not as expected, this acquisition is the leader of the piano program at this Wenhui!"

"Don't say that, Mr. Zhao's musician from Tianxiang Pavilion hasn't come out yet."