Woo woo ~ alarm! irregular convulsions, high energy is coming! Please put away the small table and fasten your seat belts. Ready, take off ~~.

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Luochen thought that the old dragon king appeared under the summons of the python god, so he decided to subdue the python god first. In order to find Maharaja before Bhashugi settled on the top of Mount Meru, he set off in a hurry.

Flew to Beihai together, turned around at high altitude, and did not see any suspicious figures. A few people weighed that Maharaja should not be too far away from Bhasuji, so they resisted the pressure of the dragon's breath and entered the clouds near the old dragon king.

Sure enough, in the depths of the clouds where the dragon's breath was rolling, there was a figure standing holding a flower drum tied to the waist of the sheng pipe.

Looking at the clothes and body shape alone, it looks like a nobleman, but unfortunately a human body has a snake face and snake hair, and I panic when I look at it.

As soon as Luochen saw that he was holding his hand and tied his waist, he knew that the other party was also good at music and rhythm, and even used skills to control the old dragon woman Su Ji.

Hongni was not convinced, and sneered from afar: "Why does anyone dare to boast of playing music now?

Maharaja had already sensed that someone had broken into his field of vision, and his snake eyes glowed with a cold light. Hearing the sound was really unfamiliar, he immediately held the drumstick and struck it in a fast and slow manner.

A few people who fell into the dust saw him beating the flower drum method, and each recited a trick to protect himself.

(Me: Don't chant any tricks!Costumes, props, lights, hurry up!The music has started, don't hurry up yet!)

There was a rush in the background, and the red mud came out first. No, it's MC Red Clay.

MC Red Clay: "666, old irons, let's go——。

Do you dare to have a diss?

Snake soup, stir-fried radish skin around a circle, dry and mixed.

Cook you now, gotta take your time.

It doesn't matter, you're in a trench with the dragon.

Long Wei looks like you think hanging, but it's a pity that you don't have horns.

It's better to peel the skin to make soup, and you can still settle down.

This party is to remind you that you won't be able to take your turn in the next hot pot.

Pipi shrimp, there is shabu, queue up to jump a string.

Sesame paste with peanut paste.

You said you're stupid and big, rammed to the point that you only have a soaring physique.

What pot to use and what to cover ?......"

Qu Yi followed the red clay on the field, and he couldn't figure out the bass for a long time, so he had to summon the mixed yuan golden knife as a shrapnel, and try to accompany the rhythm.

Luochen and Mo Ran had already changed their costumes and were nervously hiding next to them and waiting.

MC Red Clay continues.

"(Singing) Do you dare to have a diss?

Snake soup, stir-fried radish skin around a circle, dry and mixed.

Cook you now, gotta take your time.

(And, don't take your time).

If you have the ability, you choked and straightened your tongue.

Can't get used to seeing it with a burning nose? Think about what to do.

The field is here, find it yourself.

I don't care who you are.

A mallet that touches the moldy head.

I don't care who you are.

diss is just scolding.

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(rap) with a little rhythm and free.

Is there any wisdom of Uroboros?

The head bites the tail is eternal, you can't learn.

Thinking of hip-hop, raise your flexible legs.

Floor, rotation, one hundred and eighty degree takeoff.

Also, I don't back down before the somersault.

Stupid egg, the end of the snake is fried and stewed.

You're going to look at me shivering.

I'm going to breaking, Poppin, a/ve and a reggae ......"

Rap up, Luochen was nervous with hands and feet, and almost tripped over his pants. finally adjusted the coordination of his limbs, and forced himself to be cheeky and dance awkwardly with red mud.

Maharaja was able to endure the provocative movements of the awkward dance in the dust, but his nostrils were wide open in anger when he heard the lyrics of the red clay. The rhythm of the waist drum is more and more aggravated.

Unexpectedly, Hongni sang more happily when he heard the drum beat.

"You want to pretend you can't hear it, but unfortunately your heart is beating wildly.

If you've been suppressed for too long, you'll go crazy, and I'm waiting for you to roar.

Leg pinning doesn't have to trap the horse.

Overhead, the world has stepped on the sky.

Lomo, lomo, watch me play you a couple of one-handed cool.

Pipi shrimp, there is shabu, queue up to jump the pot strings.

Sesame paste with peanut paste.

You said you're stupid and big, rammed to the point that you only have a soaring physique.

What pot to use and what to cover?

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(Singing) Do you dare to have a diss?

Snake soup, stir-fried radish skin around a circle, dry and mixed.

Cook you now, gotta take your time.

If you have the ability, you choked and straightened your tongue.

Can't get used to seeing it with a burning nose? Think about what to do.

The field is here, find it yourself.

I don't care who you are.

A mallet that touches the moldy head.

I don't care who you are.

diss is just scolding.

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(rap) get a point, pull out a line.

A mantra that strengthened into a company.

rap，rap，peacelove。

Cold, hot, rolled into dog.

Cannon fodder with zero lines, don't stand in front of the master.

I'll show you, and I'll see you in singing and dancing.

In the world of the big snake, the White Lady is a classic.

Put down your sheng drum, both cos and functions will feel ashamed......"

Rap changed words, Hongclay made a gesture, Luochen retreated and let go of chasing light, and secretly exhaled. Mo Ran swallowed a mouthful of saliva and went on the field with a red face.

Insertion: "Bai Suzhen under Qingcheng Mountain, ...... cultivated this body in the cave for thousands of years"

A period of elegant and amorous ancient style cos passed, and the red mud continued to play home.

"(Singing) Do you dare to have a diss?

Snake soup, stir-fried radish skin around a circle, dry and mixed.

Cook you now, gotta take your time.

If you have the ability, you choked and straightened your tongue.

Can't get used to seeing it with a burning nose? Think about what to do.

The field is here, find it yourself.

I don't care who you are.

I don't care who you are.

Editing speeches is expensive.

Four hundred and one hours.

Diss is scared, and the writer also charges.

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(Singing) Do you dare to have a diss?

Snake soup, stir-fried radish skin around a circle, dry and mixed.

Cook you now, gotta take your time.

If you have the ability, you choked and straightened your tongue.

Can't get used to seeing it with a burning nose? Think about what to do.

The field is here, find it yourself.

Hi, do you want to say goodbye?

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(rap) Oh~, if you want a flower crab, I'll match you with a flower crab.

You can't add any ingredients to give the python a pot bottom.

Stupid egg, the end of the snake is fried and stewed.

You're going to look at me shivering.

I'm going to breaking, Poppin, a/ve and a piece of reggae.

Get a point, pull out a line.

A mantra that strengthened into a company.

rap，rap，peacelove。

Cold, hot, rolled into dog.

bye, my Maharaja is a little obedient. ”

Maharaja just heard a little eyebrow, but he heard that the red mud was already guiding everyone to the curtain call.

"Thank you, DJ Qu Yi-"

Chasing the light in place, Qu Yi played a string of glissandos on the mixed yuan golden knife, and bowed like a gentleman.

"Thanks to the dancer for falling into the dust—"

Chasing the light in place, falling dust solo for a section, bowing.

"Thank you to ULI Momo, the perfect coser who sings and dances!"

Chasing the light, Mo Ran blushed again and bowed.

"Thank you for the perfect harmony of the Kinnara choir, which is far away in the South China Sea to defend against enemy forces!"

The distance was too far for the stage to be captured, and Kinara, under the leadership of Lotte, gave another combination of harmonic skills.

Finally, I would like to thank the enthusiastic calls of the fans on the scene, as well as the barrage and yachts of the old iron in front of the screen. I'm MC Red Clay, see you next time!

Maharaja vomited blood and fell to the ground.

I thought about replying, but I didn't catch up.

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Regarding this convulsive chapter, I would like to say that when writing the ancient style, you must not listen to rap, otherwise it will end in insanity. I'm listening to curry hot dogs. Although as a writer, I was very taboo about plagiarism, and I didn't copy the lyrics, but unfortunately found that my words couldn't match other people's songs, so I made MC Hongni sing embarrassed. (*/ω＼*)。 Font A and V can't be together, A/Ve is forced to separate, it's one word.

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