At the beginning of the lanterns, it was already brilliantly lit.

The unique crimson city seems to tell the story of their blood history under the bright light.

The people of Blood Yang City are much more arrogant than those in Yuntian City.

If Yuntian City is described as a white and flawless fairy, then Xueyang City is a bloody god general.

Here, all the people are less literate and more rugged.

Walking on the streets here, people's hearts are unrestrained.

"What do I want to be delicate

What if I have this spiritual power?

Crush the conspiracy and let loose without recklessness

The world is dangerous, what can I do~"

Meng Xiaopao was infected by the heroic atmosphere of Blood Yang City, and sang all the way, as if expressing his mood and deliberately indulging.

A good song (Wukong) was ruined by her.

Pedestrians kept turning back all the way, but Meng Xiaopao was enjoying it.

"I want this iron rod drunken dancer

I have this change of confusion

Crushing the spirit and being reckless

The world is dangerous, and it is impossible to escape ...... after all"

Sing as your heart pleases, not for others, but for yourself.

Regardless of the evil ways of other worlds, I only have recklessness, conspiracy, and hatred, and I will see you in the future.

It's been three hours since the message to Duqiaoshou, and I haven't heard him reply so far, is he without Jinhong or is he lonely and won't let it be leaked?

In any case, there will be no tomorrow today, and there will be many, many tomorrows after tomorrow, and he will eventually return to the palace.

Today's search is over, since you have come to Blood Yang City, then go to Xingzhu Tower to try your luck again, if you don't see him yet, then you can only go home.

The Star Tower is in the very center of Blood Yang City, and I remember that there is also a very famous Nayan Tower there.

"Don't go, girl, wait...... Girl......"

As soon as I remembered that someone was chasing and shouting behind Na Yanlou, did she look like a woman in the Qinglou?

Stopping and looking back, what caught my eye was a soft and weak little brother, who was a little weaker, but his height was not low, and there was as little as one meter eight.

Seeing that he was running a little blushing and weak, his weak appearance really made people afraid that he was not a porcelain toucher.

Seeing him coming straight to himself, he must have shouted that he was himself, and asked him aloud what he meant:

"You're calling me? Can I help you? ”

The man finally came to stand in front of him, and while shaking his sleeves and dressing up, he replied politely:

"It's the girl who is shouting, and she is sparse under the light, dare to ask the girl what song she sang just now?"

"I'll go, it turned out that I didn't touch porcelain, it scared me."

Meng Xiaopao muttered in a low voice and continued:

"This song is sung in my hometown, called (Wukong), what's the matter, have you heard it too, little brother?"

Gently put his left hand behind him and put his right hand in front of his abdomen and replied:

"The girl laughed, I had never heard this song in the next place, but I felt good when I heard the girl sing on the road, so I came to ask the girl if she sold the song, and we could negotiate the price."

As soon as I heard that I was going to buy a song, how could Grandpa Mao, who sent it to the door, let it go, uh~~ It's gold and silver, no matter what it's called, as long as it's money.

Seeing that he has a weak physique and has to create an elegant image, I can't understand his so-called demeanor in my heart, if you have money to make, let's talk about making money first:

"You want to buy my song?"

Shu Lang nodded:

"The girl's cappella song is so touching that if I could, I would have bought it at a high price."

Ben was still excited, but when he heard the score, he was a little dumbfounded.

He can only sing, as for the score, he doesn't know anything, he dropped out of school to work before he learned those tadpole notes, he can sing at any time if he wants to listen, but if he wants to score, then it will be blind.

Looking at Shu Lang's expectant expression, although he didn't want to strike, the facts could not be tampered with, and he had to say:

"I listened to this song sung by others, it's okay to hum a few words, I don't have a music score, the matter of selling music is over, and I have to say goodbye in advance."

After Meng Xiaopao finished speaking, he walked away, Shu Lang was quite reasonable, he didn't stalk him, he just left his address for Meng Xiaopao's figure.

Na Yanlou, Meng Xiaopao thought while walking.

Shu Lang said that he is the musician of Na Yanlou, Na Yanlou is a nest of money, if he really asks him to sell songs, he will definitely make a lot of money, but it is a pity that he does not have the music score he said.

Aside from the heart of money, he is not poor at present, and he still has a few trillions of himself in his hands, and it is a little too cold to sell songs to make money.

Time flung behind him with his footsteps.

After coming to the Star Tower, the first thing I noticed was not the hanging door plaque of the Star Tower, but the lively six-story building in the distance.

The layers are brightly lit, and even the eyes of the hexagonal sky-looking bell beast are shining.

Every time I come here, Nayan Tower is silent, but today is very different from the past.

Knocking on the door and entering the Star Tower, the child who opened the door didn't remember his name, but he still had a vague impression that his results in that assessment were not very bad.

As you walked inside, you asked the child behind you:

"Why is the Nayan Building diagonally opposite so lively today?"

Chu Zhongzhong has never seen Meng Xiaopao since he was admitted to that assessment, and he was still a little nervous when he saw Meng Xiaopaw at this time:

"Back to the boss, Na Yanlou is holding an Oiran competition today, I heard that Na Yanlou's Oiran Competition is only once a quarter, and this time it is the competition for 'Qiu Kui'."

Although Chu Zhongzhong was nervous, he answered the question cleanly.

Meng Xiaopao walked all the way to the second floor, there were quite a few children on the first floor, and when they saw Meng Xiaopaw, they all said hello and called the "boss" in unison.

All the way to the fourth floor, Qianhe and the others had already heard the sound and rushed to greet them from their busy places.

Looking at a bunch of children, Meng Xiaopao suddenly felt that there was also the warmth of home here, nominally master and servant, but they felt more like a group of younger brothers and sisters.

The sound made the children retreat, and by the way, Chizuru and a few people were also left.

I listened to everyone's cultivation first, because the entry time is not long, and the highest internal force is the triple internal force of Qianhe and a few people with internal evaluation.

The road ahead is not easy, and if you want to follow yourself, you must become strong quickly.

Not only cultivation, but also the mind must be sharpened quickly.

The mind summoned 'to die' from the Heart Eater Bracelet, and when the death appeared out of thin air, although the children were shocked, they were basically restrained.

nodded with relief, he didn't panic in case of trouble, and his mind was really strong.

The death was passed out in a daze, and his eyes were completely sober when he saw Meng Xiaopao.

The face that was exactly the same as Gu Wangchen was gone, and his face was also very handsome at this time, but it was a little worse than the original one.

The originally slightly curled eyebrows of Heroic Thunder turned into rigid sword eyebrows, purple pupils turned into black pupils, and moderate red lips became a little rounder.

The shape of the face has also changed slightly, and the perfectly carved silhouette has become slightly stiffer, and the lines have become more rigid.

Less engraved beauty, more rigid texture, is a kind of visual change from virtual to real.

Dressed in a miniature version of men's clothes, he knelt down on one knee and respectfully greeted Meng Xiaopaw:

"The host ......"