In the beautiful singing, Yin Mo smiled with a handsome smile on his face.

But just now, the scene of being disturbed by the voice of the ordinary Qi cultivator was still flashing in his heart.

Yin Moxiao's eyes looked at the window with a slightly complicated look and looked at the young man.

"Do you want to ask him to sing again?"

Yin Moxiao suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

It's really a shame that the scene just now.

His attainments and talent in the way of music and rhythm are Yin Moxiao's greatest self-confidence.

And just now, a mediocre Qi refining period actually shook his mind with a single snort!

Yin Moxiao wanted to prove that it was just an accident.

The way of your own rhythm is unshakable!

"However, in case it wasn't an accident, in case he snorted again......" Yin Moxiao's hand holding the microphone trembled slightly.

At this moment, Yin Moxiao suddenly discovered.

That ordinary Qi Refining Cultivator turned out to be his own nightmare, his own inner demon, and his Dao heart was already shaken.

If he doesn't even have the courage to face his fears, and if he doesn't improve in the way of music and rhythm in the future, that voice will always echo in his memory. Every time I hold the microphone in the future, my voice will tremble, and I will remember this scene.

"Yin Mo smiled, have you forgotten your dreams?"

"You dream that everyone in the world will become your fans!" Yin Moxiao seemed to have a voice in his heart, "You are the man who wants to become the king of singing!"

"Don't run away, you must face him!"

"The best way to overcome fear is to face it!"

"Come on, Ollie!"

Yin Moxiao made up his mind in his heart.

For the sake of himself, for the sake of the future, and for the sake of his dreams, he must face that ordinary Qi cultivator again.

If even an ordinary Qi cultivator can't face it directly, then how can he make everyone in the world become his fans, be moved by his music, and become the king of singing in the future!

"That friend!" Yin Moxiao looked at the window with a confident smile on his face, and stretched out the microphone from afar.

"Sing with me!"

"Don't be timid, don't be shy, come, let go of the singing. ”

"I'll start first, the stars in the sky don't speak......"

Yin Moxiao looked at Zhang Feng's eyes, full of encouragement.

Zhang Feng was silent again.

Why do you have to look for me every time?

I really can't sing!!

But looking at those fanatical fans, Zhang Feng sighed.

If you don't sing, you can't do it.

Fortunately, the melody of this song, I Zhang Feng still have an impression!

Stars in the sky......

"The stars in the sky are participating in the Beidou! When it's time to shoot, I'll make a move, I'm in Kyushu, hey!"

Loud voice!

Raise your voice!

Like the roar of a fierce beast, like the sharpening of a treasure knife, rough and heroic!

After Zhang Feng finished singing, he looked at Yin Moxiao and the fans with a relieved face, waiting to accept everyone's applause.

However, there was silence in the audience.

The rough singing spread, and the audience and Yin Moxiao all looked at Zhang Feng in amazement, and the needle drop could be heard.

There was a faint embarrassment in the stillness of the air.

Yin Mo smiled and opened his mouth, trying to sing back as best he could.

But I suddenly found that I couldn't find a tune......

My mind is full of Beidou.,Shoot when it's time to shoot.,Hey, hey......

To tell the truth, this sad and tactful Lu Binghua is the proud means of the Tianyin Sect, and the beautiful and beautiful singing voice is touching to tears, and it can make people cultivate to stagnate and stagnate when fighting, and the fighting spirit is low and depressed.

This is also the song that Yin Moxiao is best at.

But he never expected that Zhang Feng's throat would disappear in this sad and tactful moment......

Neurotic!

Where did you learn this mudslide-like song?

Why can you use this song to continue every song I play, so that it will not change?

The key is that you can take it, your special song is completely a mudslide! What melody and what rhythm in front of this Beidou, it's all special bullshit, crushed by the mudslide!

Yin Moxiao had a feeling.

No matter what song you sing, as long as this Beidou comes, you can still find a bullshit melody......

At this moment, Yin Mo was stunned and couldn't find the tune.

opened his mouth several times, but closed silently again.

This sad and tactful Lu Binghua became high in an instant, and Yin Moxiao even felt that if he sang this song when he was at war with others, the more the enemy beat him, the more energetic he became......

Looking at Zhang Feng, Yin Moxiao was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

"You're awesome. Yin Moxiao said with a confused face, "I really can't sing anymore......"

After speaking, Yin Moxiao turned around and threw the microphone angrily.

"What's the use of me asking for this microphone!"

"Join your spicy Beidou next door!"

The popular idol Yin Mo smiled, and was stunned by Zhang Feng's participation in Beidou, and scolded in full view of the people.

Fans looked at Yin Mo with sympathy on their faces.

They could feel the despair in Yin Moxiao's heart...... This is really not to blame, Yin Mo Xiao's psychological quality is not good......

"God, what did I do wrong, did I lose my conscience in my last life? What did I do in my last life, you have to treat me like this!" Yin Mo smiled and sighed to the sky, bursting into tears, "Why did I meet such a player who participated in the Beidou!"

"My musical attainments are about to collapse!"

Yin Moxiao turned his head to look at the young man, with tears in his eyes, "Don't you have anything to say to me like this?"

What do you want to say?

Zhang Feng was silent for a moment, and said tentatively: "Join Beidou?"

"Ah!!!!h

It seems that these three words directly injured him, and even his musical attainments began to collapse.

Yin Moxiao had countless Beidou in his head, breaking into Kyushu, and the rough shouts of shooting when it was time to shoot kept ringing.

Without a hint of beauty, it's all a rough roar!

All the beautiful melodies and all the music theory knowledge that I have learned are torn apart by these screams at this moment!

"This is, the natural enemy of the music world!" Yin Moxiao's eyes widened in fear, looking at Zhang Feng, his body trembling.

He seemed to see this strange song without a trace of melody, all roaring but extraordinarily high, sweeping the music scene with the capital of the mudslide!

It will be the darkest day in the entire Lizhou music scene in 10,000 years!

It would be a bloody storm!

The accumulation of thousands of years in the music scene of Lizhou, countless music theory knowledge, and countless beautiful melodies will be torn apart!

Only Beidou is left, break into Kyushu, and shoot when it's time to shoot, one-two-one-two, Yier, hey!

"This person is the terminator of the music world! This person is a catastrophe to me from God!" Yin Moxiao's face turned pale, cold sweat flowed from his forehead, and he looked at Zhang Feng with a look of fear, "I, I, why should I let him sing with me!"

At this moment, Yin Moxiao was extremely remorseful.

What kind of existence did you provoke!

Could it be that I have lost all my conscience in my last life?

The simple sound Mo Xiao doesn't know yet.

Some people are not allowed to take the microphone!

For example, Zhang Feng, the terminator of the music scene and the melody smasher.