Chapter 22: The Last Song

The exhaust pipe spits exhaust fumes, and the bus is gone. There was the sound of wheels rolling in the sky, and heavy rain was coming.

Li Yan stood on the side of the road, and the sign above his head read "Victory Farm".

Looking at the past, there is a large boulevard,

At the foot of the mountain are scattered large spruce trees and cream-white Western statues.

There is a fireproof watchtower in the distance.

"Your opponent's lineage is: Kalingpinga."

Jialing Pinga, also known as the wonderful sound bird.

"Huiyuan Yinyi" cloud: "Jialing Pingjia this cloud wonderful sound bird, this bird is out of the snow mountain, in the shell can chirp, its sound is elegant, the listener is tireless."

Wonderful sound bird?

He didn't take two steps inside, his eyes moved, and the voices around him were boiling in an instant!

Li Yan's five senses were fully opened, and he turned half a circle on the left and half a circle on the right under his feet, taking all four sides under his eyes.

Empty.

But the whistles, the shouts, the cheers kept coming.

Li Yan's footsteps moved, his back against a cloud pine.

A spacious stage just grew out of the ground under Li Yan's nose,

Wires, stereos, snare drums, basses, microphones are all available. Red draperies on both sides. Huang Yan, with a dragon flag in the center of the stage.

The harmonica and acoustic guitar fluttered in mid-air and played themselves.

The prelude Li Yan is very familiar, it is "You at the Same Table", which was all the rage in the nineties.

These weird instruments give people the feeling that they are hiding Liang Ye's Walkman......

"Please note, walking adults, you have stepped into the scope of the Northeast Wang Wanshoutang (now the open-air stage of the Shengli Farm Commercial Performance)."

"The instrumental music in the range will give all walks a special status. The Yanfu lineage related to instrumental music can be analyzed to gain the ability to adjust the state. ”

"The current additional status is: 100% faster healing of all walking wounds."

Wonderful sound bird?

Instrumental Additional Status?

It can't be a foot high, a foot high, right?

Li Yan clenched the walkman in his hand, and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The sound of slight footsteps came, and a person walked on the opposite side, wearing a Red Star military hat, he faced Li Yan, and turned out a dog-legged knife in his hand.

Imprint space, "Ten Capitals".

Li Yan let go of his concerns, and the dragon sword pointed directly at the man.

Confirmed the eyes.

Without a word of nonsense, the two rushed to each other at the same time!

The dog-legged knife and the ring dragon collided together, and the two figures staggered like a shock, and the back of Li Yan's hand and the man's chest burst into a wound at the same time.

Miaoyin Bird and Gu Bird are the same feather inheritance, and both of them are "Shidu" evaluations, and their physical fitness is roughly the same, and the two of them will not lose or earn money when they try their hands.

"Because of the Myokin Bird Inheritance, your healing speed is only 50%, while the other party's wound healing speed is 200%"

The scar on the man's chest had stopped bleeding, and Li Yan spat out a mouthful of phlegm on the ground. The man on the other side rushed over again.

"Liang Ye!"

Li Yan shouted.

The + word key was put to the maximum, and Liang Ye opened his voice:

I've been chasing you day and night

You are so beautiful

What is it that shapes your flesh and blood?

Hunters, "That's Not Me"

The additional state of Wanjutang was indeed blurred into a "??? The various monster instruments on the stage stopped.

But before Li Yan could breathe a sigh of relief, Yan Fu's prompt made his heart sink again.

"Instrumental replacement! The current Instrumental Bonus status is: All Walking Defense is reduced by 100%, and because of the Wonderful Sound Bird, your Defense is reduced by 200%, and the opponent's Defense is reduced by 50%. ”

Li Yan had the intention to ask Liang Ye to stop, but if Liang Ye didn't sing, the instrumental music on Wanshoutang would speak.

"Liang Ye, change the song."

Li Yan let go of the blade that crossed his ears, kicked the man in the military hat away from his calf, and also received a kick in the chest.

The speaker of the Walkman paused, and Liang Ye began to sing again:

This journey, the journey was long, and he hung the country music on his back on the piano.

A word, the sky and the earth are firm, holding a song, passing by a village~

Dark Bar, "The Singer"

"Instrumental replacement! The current instrumental bonus status is: All walks move speed increased by 50% because of the Wonderful Sound Bird......"

"Change!"

Liang Ye was also anxious, and the horn roared in the Walkman:

Who doesn't want fame and fortune? Who wants to be poor and disgusted?

So since it can't be famous for thousands of years, some people would rather leave it for thousands of years!

Slap Band, "Artistic Men Should Be Self-Reliant".

"Instrumental replacement! …… Because of the Myonne Bird......"

"Change!"

Li Yan drank heavily.

There is only one acoustic guitar fluttering in the Walkman:

I looked to the north, played the piano and sang the old songs

No one saw me, and how sad my heart was

Wild Child "Looking North"

"Instrumental Replacement...... Because the sound bird ......"

"My day!"

……

"Ahh

Renni sneezed and tightened his suit. I played with the gamepad in my hand again.

Seeing that it was going to rain in the sky, he sat on the steps with the dark blue eaves above him.

A flash of lightning pierced the clouds.

……

The dragon swirls and dances, and the sword sinks like the tide of the Qiantang River.

Li Yan forced the man in the Red Star military hat to retreat, and the two vertically separated from each other, with more than a dozen deep and shallow wounds on his body.

"Don't waste your efforts."

The man took off his hat.

"I don't know, though, where did you get the weird thing in your pocket. But you're out of luck when you meet me. ”

He wiped the blood from the dogleg knife, and stared at Li Yan with a bronzed face.

"In reality, I am a university professor at the Beijing Conservatory of Music, majoring in the history of popular music."

A palm-sized, white-faced, multicolored feathered bird stood on his shoulder.

"Poll, rock, jazz, soul, blues, hip-hop, shor, orchestras, as long as you name the type of music, I have studied almost everything, and I usually need to wear headphones if I want to use the full power of the sound bird, but today."

The man clenched the hilt of the knife. The body is short.

"This is my home turf."

Li Yan planted the black dragon flag on the ground and chewed green dates in his mouth. Slurred mouth.

"Liang Ye, rest, don't bother, let's kill him recklessly."

"Wait a minute."

It took a lot of effort for Liang Ye to squeeze out of the walkman, and the man glanced at it casually. The threat level of this person in the flash was white, and he ignored it.

Liang Ye walked to the open-air stage in three steps and two steps, grabbed the microphone, and smiled strangely at the man: "You say, you know a little bit about any song, right?" ”

"A little bit may be more."

peers are light, not to mention that Ye Luzi meets the academy, and the tone of the two of them is rushing.

"Then you try this."

"Oh?"

The man tilted his face and rushed towards Liang Ye on the stage. The dogleg knife was pointed directly at Liang Ye's neck, not intending to give him a chance to speak.

If you understand it, it's stupid to stand there and watch your opponent's movements.

The platinum tiger swallowed the blade and sent it forward, blocking the man's way.

The man strained his waist, twisted his body to let go of the gun, kicked the table under his feet, turned around and rushed towards Li Yan.

At this moment, the old wolf's "Lover's Robbery" is on the stage, Li Yan's explosiveness and nerve reaction speed have been improved slightly, but the man's explosive power is more than doubled, plus both of them are good at fast attack, if it weren't for Li Yan's weapon superiority, I'm afraid it would not be suppressed in an instant.

Liang Ye cleared his throat and flirted with his guitar.

The man said that he was a music professor and that his ears were indeed poisonous.

Liang Ye had a prelude, and he had a plan in his heart.

"Rock 'n' roll, right! Bruce? Reggaeton? Or heavy metals? Punk? Funk? ”

Liang Ye was not in a hurry, and smiled coldly: "Two, people, turn!" ”