It was dawn, and a glimmer of light appeared on the ground level. Zhang Xiaju noticed it and opened her eyes.

Her eyes are like two mirrors, and they seem to reflect everything in the world.

As the east grew brighter, the nightmares floating in the air quickly diminished.

The white soon changed to red, the morning glow dyed the huge Yuezhou city red, the large dreams melted like ice and snow, and the sporadic dreams survived tenaciously.

Zhang Xiaju saw that these dreams did not hide in the shade of trees and the shadows of walls, but like a kite that broke free from the master's hand, and quickly climbed into the air. There was a bewitching blue in the air, as if trying to make your way out of the red earth.

When the day comes, dreams are daydreams.

This kind of dream Zhang Xiaju's big dream cave heaven cannot be absorbed and fused for the time being, because daydreams belong to the obsession of the masters.

However, the daydream eventually disappeared.

At this time, the people of the city rose up one after another, and all kinds of worldly noises came one by one, and there was a clamour, and then it was like water boiling.

Zhang Xiaju noticed that there were many low-level demon beasts surrounding Yuezhou City, either on the top of the nameless hill or poking their heads out of the trees.

Their eyes looking at Yuezhou City were curious, confused, and more fearful.

"How lonely it is to be invincible. ”

"How empty it is to be invincible. ”

"Alone at the peak, the cold wind kept blowing. ”

"My loneliness, who can understand me. ”

......

Suddenly, Wang Ming's singing voice came from behind Zhang Xia, fluttering.

This is a strange tune, not any of the songs in the song shop that Zhang Xiaju knows, it sounds laughing and inexplicably melancholy.

Zhang Xiaju turned around, and saw that on the road that was like a pig's big intestine, Wang Ming walked towards him, facing Chaoxia, his face was full of inexplicable excitement, was he still clenching his fists.

"Senior brother!" Zhang Xia called.

Wang Ming seemed to be startled and looked at her in surprise.

"Where are you going?"

Wang Ming felt a flutter in his arms, and continued to sing: "How lonely is invincible, how empty is invincible. She is hiding in the sky, can you listen to me? ”

What's going on here?!

Zhang Xiaju saw that Wang Ming ignored her, afraid that he would have something to do and hurriedly followed him.

"Senior brother, what song are you singing?"

"Senior brother, did you get up in the morning and fall into evil?"

"Senior brother, how are Song Que and Du Lang doing?"

"Where are you going?"

"You're not going to be stupid. ”

......

Zhang Xiaju didn't expect that she would be a nagging woman, because she saw that Wang Ming seemed to be crazy, for fear that he would do something irreparable.

Sou!

Zhang Xiaju saw a small bird fly out of the arms of the senior brother, and Zhang Xiaju even clearly saw the angry expression of the little bird, and spewed a bolt of lightning at her with a mouth.

Zhang Xia lifted her body and moved sideways, swaying left and right, the lightning still hit her, and in an instant her hair was completely open like popcorn.

"Ahh

Wang Ming raised his hand and stroked the bird's feathers comfortingly, the bird lay meekly on his shoulder, and then gently attacked it with a thin beak.

Wang Ming's singing voice sounded again: "The road of life is like a long dream." The road is windy and frosty, and the wind and frost are dry and ......"

Zhang Xia's eyes lit up, Wang Ming's pronunciation was a little weird, not like a Leicheng accent, but a bit of a Yuezhou accent, she could probably understand it, the tune was very beautiful and a little weird, it was the kind that could make people suddenly tremble on a hot day.

The little bird lying on his shoulder trembled when he heard it, and seemed to be extremely comfortable. Zhang Xiaju hurriedly pulled her hair, seeing that she couldn't "pacify" it in a short time, seeing that Wang Ming was getting farther and farther away, she gritted her teeth and followed!

The little bird glanced at Zhang Xia, and her mung bean-sized eyes were full of warnings.

Zhang Xiaju hurriedly waved his hand, don't look at it as a bird, its strength is amazing.

Wang Ming sang all the way, and there was no duplicate. Since he went out and sang a song "I Am a Little Bird" by himself, Xiao Jiu has shown his extreme love for Chinese pop music from the earth.

As soon as Wang Ming stopped, Xiao Jiu jumped out and scolded him.

"Listen!

Wang Ming seemed to hear Xiao Jiu's scream. There was no way, Wang Ming could only sing.

Singing and singing, especially walking in the wilderness of the mountains and forests, Wang Ming suddenly came to feel it.

Invincible can't be talked about yet, but Wang Ming really feels a little lonely, singing familiar songs as if he hasn't left that world.

Tall city towers, no walls, streets in all directions, more and more people, Wang Ming began to sing "Jasmine": "What a beautiful jasmine, what a beautiful command line, fragrant and beautiful full of branches, fragrant and white people praise ......"

Zhang Xiaju didn't want to follow Wang Ming anymore, and felt very embarrassed, but he felt that Wang Ming's song was very good, and he wanted to listen to it.

The expression of the senior brother singing this "Jasmine" is like that of the prince of the flower country, soft and soft, not seeing people can hear it to the bones, and seeing people can spit out three pots of "morning, noon and evening".

To Zhang Xiaju's surprise, there was no duplicate of the senior brother singing all the way.

At first, twenty or thirty idlers followed, and later there were more pretty little daughters-in-law and little girls with two braids, all with bright eyes and red faces.

"That's good!"

"It's not like our Yue Guo minor. ”

"There are Yangzhou, and there should be a lot of them from Haiguo. ”

"It's amazing, I've been following it for two miles, and I haven't had a song repeated. ”

"Go and call Miss Tianyin!"

......

Wang Ming completely entered the state.

Walking into the downtown from the wilderness, Wang Ming was still a little uncomfortable at first, there were too many people. However, when he heard the positive comments of the people around him, Wang Ming adapted.

Where is this going? Zhang Xiaju wanted to ask, but he was afraid that the little bird would spew electricity again. Zhang Xiaju saw someone pointing at her, and knew that she was curious about her hairstyle, so she could only look at the sky with her eyes, as if she didn't see it.

"This girl's hairstyle, tsk......"

"It's crazy!"

"It's amazing!"

"Mother, I want to get one too. ”

......

Zhang Xiaju didn't hear it.

Hey!

This is...... It seems to be the way to the Martial God Palace? Zhang Xiaju somewhat understood, Senior Brother This is the life and death post of the Martial God Palace.

This is a good way, there is no trace of Douyun, he is definitely not the opponent of the senior brother, if he doesn't come, Yuezhou must not be mixed.

The sky is getting brighter, and students are coming one after another outside the Yuezhou Martial God Temple.

Most of the students are the children of the family and the disciples of the Martial Sect, and the ordinary disciples of the Martial Sect will not come to the Martial God Hall to listen to the lectures.

Acquaintances naturally walked together, and what they said was the final result of the Baiyun Sect Cave Heavenly Great Competition last night.

The main discussion was about who guessed correctly, and as a result, no one guessed correctly.

"Do you know? Hua Yin Luo of the Gufang Sect has a marriage contract with Wang Ming, the young master of the Five Thunder Sect, which is the reason why they have achieved good results in the Cave Heaven. ”

"I've heard about it too, and it's clear that these two joined forces as soon as they entered, and it was a strong combination. ”

"I heard that the White Cloud Sect did not suffer any losses, and there was an incredible adventure in the Cloud High Heaven, this is what my father said. ”

The students in the Martial God Hall were discussing, and suddenly someone outside the hall shouted: "Come and see, Wang Ming of the Five Thunder Gate is coming to us!"

The lecturer of the six major masters of the First Martial Arts was coming over with three or four books, and before he could put them on the table, the person who looked up and ran halfway up.