Chapter 229: The Music Flower Room

The curse on Bai Mo's body still hasn't been solved, and it just happened to change into a queen's costume again, so it can only be like this. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but everyone at the scene said that there was no sense of disobedience at all, and he was worthy of the 'prince of women's clothing'. But this is also said in private, the power of the ice body is not a joke.

Because of the long time, Zhou Yu has become a little accustomed to white ink women's clothing, and now he is more interested in how the musical inspiration is collected.

As the plot unfolds, the twelve heroes gradually choose their respective forces, and then begin a brutal political struggle. The combination of several forces is still very cool to watch, and the trade-offs and intellectual confrontations have always been a good theme that people can't stop.

Zhou Yu found that whenever a talent lost in the struggle, or even lost his life and went out, an icon of +1 for music inspiration would appear on the top of Bai Mo's head. is worthy of being a fallen idol, and even making music is so dark that it needs to rely on 'human life' to inspire inspiration.

Not only that, Bai Mo always had a weird smile on his face when he watched the killing, which was chilling. Even the producer Oba said that it was a pity that Bai Mo did not officially enter the venue, because his performance gave the role of the queen too much plot to dig up.

It's a pity that Bai Mo is just here to seek inspiration, and every time he appears, the dragon sees the beginning and the end, making it seem like the mastermind behind the scenes.

After the filming was over, Bai Mo's music inspiration was collected, and he came to Zhou Yu and said, "Father, my music inspiration has been collected, and now I need your previous flower room to make music, is it okay?" ”

The glass flower house has been demolished a long time ago, and then moved to the back garden of the amusement park's home and rebuilt, but because Xiaoluhua Village has been moved to the 'Lilliputian' exhibition hall, it has not been carefully sorted out, and it is basically an empty shelf.

Therefore, if you want to use white ink, you can naturally use it casually.

According to Bai Mo's request, he found many flower pots and placed them in all corners of the glass flower room. Then Bai Mo sat cross-legged in a large flower pot in the center and began to meditate.

"Bai Mo, how long does it take to start making music?"

Zhou Yu asked softly, but Bai Mo seemed to fall into a deep sleep and did not answer. Maybe he shouldn't be disturbed in this state, so Zhou Yu also stopped talking with interest, but quietly walked out of the glass flower room, and stationed two bird knights and two black-clothed bodyguards to guard here, so as not to let outsiders disturb them.

Bai Mo's retreat lasted about two weeks.

In the past two weeks, Zhou Yu has also been to the flower room to see it, and he doesn't know when all the seeds have been planted in all the flower pots since last night, which is quite a considerable amount. Each pot has begun to bud and grows very fast, and the growth process is completed in two weeks, and the flowers are in full bloom.

Fortunately, Zhou Yu's home, especially in the back garden, rarely has guests coming, so these fast-growing flowers do not attract the attention of others.

The flowers in the flower room are actually quite good if they are taken out alone, but they are a little weird when they are piled together, because they are all black no matter what the variety. Black peonies, black roses, and forests, none of which are of any other color.

It's all black.

When you open the door and enter, it is as if you have entered a dark forest, and the cold air of Bai Mo's ice body makes the whole flower room look cold and gloomy. Especially when I thought that Bai Mo's inspiration came from death, I felt that all this black was coagulated blood, and I suddenly felt a hairy feeling.

Nima, no wonder even people who love flowers so much as Konoli don't come here often, the environment here is really not something that ordinary people can bear. Even when she came in with Zhou Yu this time, Xiao Muli did not leave Zhou Yu's side, and seemed to be afraid of the surrounding environment.

"Xiao Muli, don't be afraid, your brother Baimo is born with a cold body, it's normal to be cold."

Zhou Yu comforted him, but it didn't work, Xiao Muli pointed to the flowers and said, "No, Dad, I'm not afraid of the cold, but the people who live in those flowers." ”

What, there are still people living in the flowers? Could it be Bai Mo's child?

Zhou Yu thought about it evilly, but quickly denied it. Because I saw the little people coming out of the flowers, no matter what direction I looked at, it was impossible for them to be the children of white ink.

These are not cute elves or idols like Konori, but rattling skeletons, gut-soaked rotting corpses, and floating ghosts.

No wonder Xiao Muli was scared, such an environment, coupled with such a terrifying figure surrounding, turned a beautiful flower house into a silent ridge.

"I said Baimo, what are you planting, scary to play?"

Zhou Yu is also a little hairy, fortunately, these things will not rush up, otherwise he really wants to take Xiao Muli and leave this ghost place quickly.

Bai Mo didn't have any problems at all, opened his beautiful white eyelashes and said, "These are my band members, father." Don't underestimate them, the performance of the Band of Death is only once in a lifetime, and it can be said to be a rare spectacle in 2 dimensions. ”

Bai Mo's location is in the center of the flower room, there is a largest flower pot, and the flowers blooming on this flower pot are inhabited by a big black dog with three heads, and the saliva flowing from his mouth is actually bright red, which looks extremely terrifying.

However, Bai Mo didn't mind at all, patting the big dog's head, as if he was training his own pet.

The Band of Death? Could it be that Bai Mo likes to play with heavy metal?

"Father, help me prepare for a grand recital. The ultimate performance of the band of death also needs an audience. ”

Bai Mo said and began to close his eyes again, but there was some anger on his face, which was completely different from the usual dead face. I don't know what the ultimate performance in his mouth means, but Xiao Muli doesn't seem to want to watch it, which makes Zhou Yu a little curious.

Konori is an idol, and even if the music she likes is different, she doesn't show disgust. However, at this moment, Xiao Muli is indeed disgusted, and there is a trace of pity.

This is all an emotion that Zhou Yu couldn't figure out, so he lowered his head and asked.

"Dad, the Band of Death live up to their name, they only have one concert in their life, and they only play one tune at this concert. In the course of playing, they would die one by one, and in a terrible state. ”

I'll it, and there's still such a statement? Isn't it just a performance of a tune, as if you are playing a demon song? White ink? Isn't there going to be any accident because of this song? If this were the case, Zhou Yu would never have allowed this death concert to be held.