Yi Yunhe and Zhao Mengting went on the stage in gorgeous costumes, but there was not a drop of water on the stage, but there was a strong smell of wine, and the performance of Ni Xiangyu did not let the stage get a drop of water.

The performance of "Qitian Song Que" is not as amazing as that of Ni Shang Yu, but its difficulty is not much different from that of Ni Shang Yu's Tianyu wine.

It's just a difficult way to sing, a difficult way to work, there is no intuitive visual impact, and although the people on the stage are all people with status, but on the way, they are not as good as them, so there is less amazing feeling.

"Qitian Song Que" is too difficult, there are no more than ten people who can sing in this world, far less than "Red Costume Song Tai", if it is not still in the royal ceremony has a certain important relationship, I am afraid that it would have been drowned in the long river of history.

"Qitian Song Que" can be regarded as the essence of "Tube Red Makeup", but there are too few people who can eat this essence.

Yi Yunhe and Zhao Mengting's performances can be said to be mediocre, or they can be said to be exquisite, just looking at the people who appreciate them.

"Hey, shame, shame."

Yi Yunhe went back, chattering all the way.

"Senior brother, why do you say this, Shuangliangguan Senior Brother and Senior Sister's performance, retract and release freely, singing mellow and full, it is really the best place in "Tube Red Makeup", in today's world, you can't find such a "Tube Red Makeup", even if the teacher comes."

Qiu Shuangliang said, it's not comforting, it's just telling the truth.

"Hey, but look, they don't know it's all done with our performances."

Yi Yunhe responded on the surface, but rolled his eyes in his heart, nonsense, the teacher is only one of his old people, and the teacher's partner can't perform due to illness, otherwise it won't be their turn, and this "Tube Red Makeup" needs at least two people to perform.

Autumn frost is cool: "The mushroom is born in rotten wood and withered grass, mixed with its color, its smell is still the same, but it has a unique fragrance, delicious and natural." ”

Yi Yunhe, hehe, can I say hehe?

"Senior brother is right, you are still a senior brother, and you don't know as much as junior brother." Zhao Mengting said on the side.

Yi Yunhe: "......"

Yi Yunhe knows that Zhao Mengting is heartless, otherwise she is afraid that she will not be able to face the autumn frost now, and sometimes Yi Yunhe suspects that Zhao Mengting is also a girl from Di Ren.

The grand ceremony is just to welcome the envoys of the Di people, the amount is not much, but the essence, and the top people from all parties are on the stage today, and they are famous.

The list of performances is only four, "Tianyu Wine Dance", "Qitian Song Que", "Yellow Bridge Flying Sand" and the most mysterious last.

The performance of Autumn Frost is different from others, if you usually don't have such an aura, but today I found an opportunity, so I performed "Huangqiao Flying Sand" perfectly.

His appearance was on the stage on a horse, and the horse galloped near the stage but did not stop, and as soon as the reins of the autumn frost were closed, the horse flew up and threw his spear.

"Wow" swayed straight into the center of the stage, Qiu Shuangliang jumped, "Wow" flew to the stage, next to the spear, Qiu Shuangliang was not enough, but just such a distance was not difficult for him.

Qiu Shuangliang twitched, pulled out the spear, raised it above his head, stomped on his feet, and shouted: "Wow"

The mountain god town is ghostly, and the audience is silent.

All the sounds were gone, including the sound of the accompaniment, and only the "oh" of the autumn frost was still echoing.

"And besides, ......"

A hurried accompaniment sounded.

"Stay, General Weiyuan is here, who is coming? Report the name, and the nameless ghost will not die under the knife of Qiu. ”

Qiu Shuangliang's roar was shocked, and a wave of evil breath erupted, and none of the father-in-laws and maids on duty trembled, and even saw that even the stage under Qiu Shuangliang's feet trembled.

I heard it early as the autumn frost and the cool "Yellow Bridge Flying Sand" is murderous, and I can see it today, and it really deserves its name.

"It's so amazing, I seem to see that this stage is shaken by him, and the talented people of Daqi are really powerful."

Qi Qi Muti also exclaimed.

"Where, this person's name is Qiu Shuangliang, he is a famous servant in Kyoto, and he is also the king of Weiyuan of my Great Qi, and the second son of General Weiyuan!"

Xu Diwei looked at Qi Qi Muti's changing face and explained, but even he didn't expect that the cool sentence of autumn frost could shake the stage, and he couldn't help but be impressed by his achievements in opera.

Qi Qi Mu Ti: "Forehead ......"

It's not an illusion that they see the stage moving, but they can really feel the cool autumn frost, and the words are right, this stage is unstable.

……

Beiye Liangshan, how can it be called a frightened thin horse? Spear strokes, bloody ink battlefield wind and sand.

Hu Yi meat, under the wine, the gods and Buddhas asked for mercy.

Hua Xiang, put the general, the monarch should not drive a thousand troops to fight.

Don't ask me if you are a ghost, I only send you to see the gods and Buddhas.

How can a soldier not kill people, and if he kills people, he should be punished by ghosts, and the gods and Buddhas asked me why, and if I dare to come, I will still kill them.

God can see, a hundred fields and a hundred fields? Buddha can be managed, the world is bleak?

Since the gods and Buddhas don't save people, what do I want the gods and Buddhas to hear?

Men should be, men should go, men should enter the battlefield army; Men are male, men are young, and men should serve the country and serve the people.

Before killing the enemy, the night in Kitano was cold and cold, dragging the enemy to sleep.

Thousands of troops are in front of the column, with a shot in their hands, and the man is not sympathetic, and he laughs at death.

Death turns into a ghost, and then kills the world and the world, kills the hands without hatred, and then asks the gods and Buddhas why they don't save people, and can't tell the reason, what if they kill you, from now on the gods and Buddhas I will do, and I will talk about the people's suffering.

The white bones gnaw at the sand and the wind howls fiercely, and the loyal soul is dedicated to the weeds.

……

The music became more and more intense, the performance of Qiu Shuangliang became more and more intense, and the shaking of the stage became more and more intense, making a squeaking sound, but under the performance of Qiu Shuangliang, it was not noticed by everyone, but I felt that the shaking of the stage was getting stronger and stronger.

"Sovereign, Weichen has to admire and admire the attainments of the prince of Daqi in opera, but is this stage not strong enough?"

Qi Qi Muti couldn't help but make a sound.

"How come, I think I do the best thing, this is the strength of our Weiyuan King, according to my opinion, this stage may be collapsed by the autumn frost."

Xu Diwei's complexion is also a little unsightly, which obviously means that the stage is not strong enough, but fortunately, he speaks quickly, even if the stage really collapses later, it will all be pushed to the superb performance skills of Qiu Shuangliang.

Tutu Haya watched the conversation between the two and snickered on the side.

When the autumn frost and cool performance reached the end, "the white bones gnawed the sand and the wind howled, and the loyal soul was dedicated to the weeds and greens", the stage finally couldn't support it.

Autumn Frost Liang moved upwards, somersaulted backwards, and flung the spear on the stage, which finally became the last straw that crushed the camel, no, it was the last punch that killed the camel.

With a "boom", the whole stage was shattered, but no sawdust flew out, and every piece of wood was neatly broken and original.

And under the stage, a new stage is revealed.