"Boy, you just admit defeat, save yourself from being embarrassed, and tell you that even if Emperor Dongfang Xiao is in front of Ben Shao, he must hold his tail and bow his head." Wei Zijun said proudly.

Han Qing was furious in his heart, his eyes were cold, this Wei Zijun was really arrogant.

"Really? I don't think you're qualified to lift shoes for Dongfang Xiaohuang." Han Qing said coldly.

"Don't talk nonsense, since you've made a decision, that's going to open your eyes." Wei Zijun snorted coldly.

Immediately, a valuable dong flute was delivered to Wei Zijun.

At this time, more and more people came around.

At this moment, Wei Zijun took a deep breath and began to play.

In an instant, the notes jumped, and the artistic conception was overwhelming, and everyone's scalp was about to explode.

Everyone present looked fascinated.

At this time, many birds and butterflies flew from all directions.

This kind of scene is very similar to the shocking scene of ten thousand butterflies flying together and ten thousand birds and phoenixes attracted by Han Qing when he played.

Han Qing's eyes flashed, and then a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When the last note fell, everyone woke up like a dream, and the birds and butterflies also dispersed.

"Okay." Everyone began to applaud wildly.

Wei Zijun put the dong flute down, then stared at Han Qing and sneered, "Boy, you don't admit defeat quickly."

Yang Mi'er's face on the side was ugly, she didn't expect that Wei Zijun's flute skills would reach the peak, and they were really no worse than Dongfang Xiaohuang.

From this point of view, Han Qing is not lost.

If it is a comparison of medical skills, maybe Han Qing can still win.

"Hahaha, surnamed Han, you lose, hurry up and crawl." Xie Yunshan shouted.

Han Qing sneered and said, "Who said I lost? This level is too ordinary, but if I play it, you will be biased, why don't we fight together, then the good and bad will be clear at a glance."

"Flutes? How to fight?" Wei Zijun asked.

"We all play the same song, whoever is overwhelmed will lose, if I lose, I will admit what you want to do." Han Qingdao.

"Well, as you wish, I'll make you convinced." Wei Zijun said.

At this time, Han Qing also held a flute in his hand.

However, Yang Mi'er was worried, she felt that Han Qing was just dying by doing this.

Looking at the kind of artistic conception that Wei Zijun blows, I am afraid that the Dongfang Xiaohuang is also slightly inferior.

"Miss Yang, don't worry, you will soon find out that this Wei Dashao is not a bullshit." Han Qing smiled.

"Han Qing, it's all like this, what's the point of you still being stubborn? If you really want to compare, you will be finished, why don't I take you directly to the head of the family now, maybe I can survive this catastrophe." Yang Mi'er bit her lower lip and said.

"The surname Han, what are you still grinding, telling you, today you have to compare, you have to compare, you can't escape." Xie Yunshan shouted.

"Run away, did Lao Tzu say he wanted to run away?" Han Qing said coldly.

At this time, both of them put the flute to their mouths.

Amazingly, the two played at the same time.

The sound ......of the flute was vast and melodious, and it instantly brought the two into the artistic conception.

This is Wei Zijun's artistic conception, in everyone's ears, only his flute sound is entangled, and I feel that this sound is only because it is in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world.

But at this moment, Xiao Yin suddenly turned into a sword, and Ken pierced an invisible barrier.

Suddenly, everyone came to their senses in that wonderful tone.

But then, they heard Wei Zijun's mediocre piano sound.

"How can this be, just now I was brought into the mood in an instant, but what is blowing now?"

"It's too far away."

"I see, we just fell into a kind of hallucination, do you think something has been dug out of your brain?" z.br>

"I feel that way, too."

"yes, I have it too."

For a while, all the young ladies were so frightened that they were about to jump up, and their faces were bitter.

At this moment, Han Qing's flute sound began to strengthen continuously, listening to everyone's ears, it was like a spring breeze blowing, warm and warm.

At this moment, everyone felt that an endless grassland appeared in front of them, and on the grassland, flowers were in full bloom, and bees and butterflies were dancing by themselves.

All of this is something that makes people immersed in it and can't help themselves.

After a long time, Han Qing put down the dong flute.

And everyone's expressions quickly recovered.

After a song, Wei Zijun put down the dong flute and opened his eyes, looking like a master.

When he looked around, he felt quite proud to find that everyone's expressions seemed to be unfinished.

Artistic conception? What the hell is the artistic conception, it can be directly replaced by an illusion.

Now, he was ready for the cheers and adoration of the crowd.

However, Wei Zijun soon noticed that the expressions of these people around him were wrong.

It didn't seem to be a look of admiration, but wanted to swallow him.

How so? I guess I'm mistaken.

"Now, let's talk about who's going to win?" Wei Zijun asked loudly, and stretched out his hand to listen to everyone shout their names.

It's just that the whole scene is dead silent.

Wei Zijun frowned, feeling very embarrassed.

He looked at Han Qing again and found that he was looking at him with a sarcastic expression.

That's when he felt something wasn't right.

"Wei Zijun, I originally thought that you were really comparable to Dongfang Xiaohuang, but I didn't expect you to blow shit as well, just rely on you, and want to surpass Dongfang Xiaohuang, a dog is better than you."

"Wei Zijun, you are a little excessive, you can use illusion to forget it, and there is also the evil art of the Elephant Kingdom, which hurts our souls."

"This is the country of Malay, you have to give us an explanation."

At this moment, the young ladies who were watching suddenly yelled angrily one by one.

Although they had surrounded Wei Zijun like stars and moons before, when he injured them, they immediately broke out.

Originally, it was just a fancy man, and they were just looking at the benefits that Wei Zijun could bring to them in the future.

And Wei Zijun also understood at this time, his illusion was broken.

It's just that he has always been arrogant, and when the illusion is broken, it will be broken, and these guys still dare to shout, which is challenging him as the boss of the earth.

"Explain to you? You guys are a fart, and you deserve to be explained by me Wei Zijun." Wei Zijun sneered.

"******, Wei Zijun, we call you Wei Shao, do you really think you can ride on our heads, in the Malay country, we don't lift you, you are a fart." A young man scolded.

Wei Zijun was furious, and directly stepped over, smashing a punch on this big young man's chin, directly knocking him unconscious.

Suddenly, the rest of the young masters and young ladies were all furious, and they summoned their masters one by one.

And the master behind Wei Zijun did not appear, and the two sides fought for a while, and it became a mess of porridge.

Han Qing pulled Yang Mi'er aside and enjoyed the show.