The next day, Qiankun took Feng Chen, Ling Feng and others to the place of the sacrifice ceremony, and along the way, many people greeted Qiankun and others, including soldiers who had met before.

Qiankun saw the sound of people boiling around, and many strong men gathered together to play swords and songs, and walked around, which was really a spectacular scene.

Seeing these improvised bazaars, Qiankun smiled comfortably, stretched his body, and hugged one side of the blood cut and Ling Feng in his arms: "Let's go!" Let's have fun! ”

"Okay, what's this?" Bloody cut came to a food stall, and looked at the meat skewers that were taller than himself, and his saliva immediately came out.

The boss saw the appearance of the blood cut, and immediately began to sell: "This is the best snow mountain venison, how about it?" A string? ”

Bloody cut happily handed over the money to the boss, and it took all his strength to hold the whole string in his hand.

"It's enough for the four of us, right?" Ling Feng slapped his forehead, looking at this huge string, he was a little speechless.

After shopping for a long time, the four of them eat, drink and have fun, so happy, they watched a group of children in the distance playing with the lights in the distance, and instantly abandoned the troubles of the past, as if this is no longer the royal capital of killing and decisive, the law of the jungle, but a paradise of peace.

Qiankun and the others came to a band, which was full of people, Wang Lei was sitting at the front of the stage, and Wu Xiu and others were watching.

Feng Chen became interested and grabbed Qiankun's hand: "Brother Wang Lei is singing here again, brother come and listen!" ”

"Good!" Qiankun and the others also sat down here, and found that Lai Songyi, Wu Xiu and the others were very focused, and they didn't notice Qiankun's existence at all, and at this time, Qiankun realized that this Wang Lei was not ordinary.

The heat was all attracted by him, he's a cow!

After a while, the sound of the strings was plucked slightly, and a crisp and pleasant silk sound came, like a hundred birds returning to their nests, chirping and chirping unconsciously; Enter the phoenix of the nine heavens again, fluttering its wings and singing.

As the sound of the piano gradually fell, there were several bursts of rapid guzheng sound, which was suppressed and frustrated, and the breath returned to the intestines, as if writing a heroic poem through the ages, with thousands of troops and horses galloping here, and the murderous aura was faintly floating.

At this time, Wang Lei's voice gradually sounded: "Today, Wang will sing you a classic old song of Linghai "Seeing the Immortal Monarch in the Snow", what do you think?" ”

"Good!"

The people below couldn't wait and hurriedly responded.

Wang Lei's eyes closed gently, and he slowly spoke, already brought into that scene, happy but not lewd, sad but not sad, resentful but not angry:

"The nine white clouds of Tianchi return, and the jade tripod burns gold and flies in the snow.

Yuan is the true monarch Xuanganli, and the red fire god moves Ziwei.

The wind rolls up the sleeves, and the painting is around the dragon's light.

Shake the situation and ascend to the level, and pass through the empty color building to catch the clouds.

Throwing pots and laughing at the fairy plays, I think strangely and wonderlessly.

The emperor suddenly spoke wildly in front of him, and the audience was full of generals. ”

Singing this, Wang Lei smiled lightly, the madness around him suddenly grew, and a powerful tone calmly sounded: "Everyone! ”

"Guarding the road can not forget Siren, but now the release is sparse wine,

The ancient hanging spirit worships Hongjun.

Yan Yan summoned me to see me, and he was dusty to his head.

Manga said Hao Li from the beginning, and he still felt close to the end of the world.

You don't see the waste of books and burning, and the yellow sand is blocked.

Occasionally, there are new graves hiding old ghosts, and there is no good way to deal with the poor. ”

A soothing long song, loud and shocking. The people below couldn't hold back their excitement, burst into violent applause, and couldn't help but applaud:

"Good!"

Many people threw flowers on the stage and gave them to Wang Lei. A faint smile appeared on the corner of Wang Lei's mouth, and he took them one by one.

At this time, Wu Xiu shouted at Wang Lei: "Brother Lei, let's have a "Yunpeng Order"!" I love to hear you yell at this. ”

Wang Lei was also interested, and understood what Wu Xiu was expecting, so he pulled his throat and let out a loud and deep voice:

"The madman scattered all kinds of anger, and the Ming minister fought for three points.

The prosperity of the empty religion spreads good news, and the veteran adds frost to the sideburns.

It's okay to laugh and kill, and it's okay to laugh and kill.

A thousand autumns are still cold lamp embers. ”

Qiankun listened to this paragraph and was impressed by Wang Lei's singing skills, such a peerless singing voice can really be controlled by any style and timbre.

I have to say that the Linghai people are really rare geniuses in this song.

If they don't fight hard for their own ambitions, I'm afraid they can fully rely on these skills to support themselves, right?

"Usho, did you write these songs yourself?" Qiankun was a little curious and asked.

When Wu Xiu heard this, he immediately raised his head, very proud: "Of course, it was all written by our predecessors. Generally speaking, they praise those heroes with lofty ideals, and the praise that Wang Lei sang just now is General Gongsun Yun. ”

However, Qiankun heard a hint of something wrong in the lyrics, so he continued to ask: "I heard that General Gongsun Yun didn't die young?" How do you call a veteran? ”

Wu Xiu smiled comfortably and blurted out: "He has lived for more than two thousand years, why is he not a veteran?" ”

When Qiankun heard this, he immediately understood, smiled knowingly, and nodded.

Ling Feng sighed, his heart was touched, he was shocked by the Linghai people's ethics of singing for ideals, and a trace of longing sprouted in his heart.

Wouldn't it be fun if I could also play long songs and short songs in my spare time?

As soon as he thought of this, Ling Feng also followed the crowd towards Wang Lei, blocking Wang Lei so much that he couldn't stand up.

Seeing this, Qiankun also smiled. Xueqi was also still satisfied, and let out a long sigh of relief: "I have always heard that there are many generous and sad people in Linghai, but when I see it today, it is really extraordinary." I'd love to hear about it again. ”

It's a pity that now Wang Lei has been completely besieged by the crowd, and he may not even be able to move for a while.

Lai Songyi smiled faintly and immediately spoke: "I can also sing it to you." ”

"You? Sister Lai, pull it down, pull it down. Ushu hurriedly covered his ears and stopped her, "Don't believe it! If Sister Lai sings, she can torture people crazy, and she is simply dumb and ridiculous. ”

After Wu Xiu finished speaking, he already felt Lai Songyi's murderous aura behind him.

Lai Songyi's beautiful eyes glared at Wu Xiu fiercely, and her pretty face turned red: "What did you say!" ”

Wu Xiu hurriedly waved his hand, and just as he was about to explain, he was tied to his body by Lai Songyi with a rope and let him struggle in place.

Lai Songyi clapped her hands and smiled proudly: "If you want to talk nonsense again, you must listen to me sing, and you are not allowed to cover your ears." ”

"You two don't listen to him, I sing so well, you can listen and try it."

Lai Songyi smiled kindly at the two, but in fact it seemed to be threatening the two: If you don't listen, you can try it!

Qiankun and Xueche were suddenly furious, they couldn't afford to provoke this woman, so they quickly sat up straight and nodded.