In the stadium, there was a sea of people and a lot of people.

The White Spirit Immortal Brigade Piao Piao Concert is about to begin.

The stadium of tens of thousands of people, except for the seats behind the stage, is closed, and the seats in the stands facing and side to the stage are full, and of course, the area directly opposite the stage is the temporary seat, which is the most expensive area.

At this moment, Sun Wukong and Xiaohe are there, a special area, they are all related households, and it is said that the white girl's relatives did not come.

In front, a huge stage, filled with a sense of fairy tales, is there.

It seems to be a thousand-year-old rivers and lakes, as if it is the ethereal place of the 10,000-year-old Taoism.

It was a wilderness, a green mountain, and a blue wave.

It seems that countless stories are in it, and countless joys and sorrows are happening.

Suddenly, there was a burst of darkness, and all the lights were dimmed.

Then, a music like fairy music sounded.

It's as if you've been transported back thousands of years ago.

The prelude, slowly, and then a song, ethereal, sounded in the air, as if in every corner of the entire gymnasium.

"Frozen tears fall like meteors

Whose thoughts were shattered

Between reincarnations, the dust of the past has been annihilated

Blurred face in the dream

The top of Kunlun is full of flowers

Sigh the red dust falls on the heavens and the earth

The love is like the style, like smoke, and the pipa has been a song for thousands of years

This life is related to the future life, and the vicissitudes of life are all over the world

The ancient sword cut off the old feud and awakened the oath of whom

In the blink of an eye, the love of the world reminisces about the past

The top of Kunlun floats far away, and only lingers for you in your dreams

Laughing Hongchen painted Zhu Yan floating clouds

It is difficult to love each other, but it is only envious of mandarin ducks, not immortals

The fate of this life and the fate of the next life are inseparable

The top of Kunlun floats far away, and only lingers for you in your dreams

Laughing Hongchen painted Zhu Yan floating clouds

It is difficult to love each other, but it is only envious of mandarin ducks, not immortals

Love in this life and love in the next life, don't let lingering into parting

......”

Accompanied by the voice, Bai Ling appeared dressed like a fairy, as noble as a goddess, as beautiful as a dream.

This song is called Millennium Yuan, and she continues to sing it.

The audience was stunned.

With the singing, they seem to have returned to the millennium, to that era in the wilderness.

They are immortals, they are chivalrous, those guys who fly around, those guys who hold long swords in their hands, are happy in the world, and punish immortals and eliminate demons.

It seems that 3,000 years is just a spring, 3,000 years is just a summer, and the face will never change, only those days full of pride.

The day of boiling the sword and burning the dream.

In the world, there is no Xianle with such charm.

No sound is so moving.

......

At the end of the song, everyone was still unsatisfied.

But immediately, there was another heavenly sound.

This time it's "Flying Feathers"

"You will be in every wish you make

When your eyes look into my heart

Floating clouds gather on the horizon

How I want to be with you

Fly together over the old distances of the wasteland

The white wings of an angel

Falling in the palm of your hand

Like a snowflake melting into warm affection

Fly to the beauty that belongs to us

Ignore the wind and rain

The sun is calling

Let the sincerity never be separated

......”

It is as if the handsome young men and those beautiful women in those sword fairies, they are in love with each other in this time, infinitely happy and infinitely sad.

A song moved these laymen in the red dust.

Sun Wukong was also drunk, he looked at Bai Ling on the stage, and watched her singing in fascination there.

Xiaohe was also drunk, and she also thought a lot, heaven, is her home, although it is lonely and lonely, but after all, it is the place where she has lived for many years.

Sun Wu thought, Bai Ling, who is she, why does she feel so familiar, and why did she come to her concert.

Thinking of what happened before he came in just now, he felt even more so.

Bai Ling sang one by one, and he was also fascinated.

"It's so good to sing, and we have a style in heaven, and our heavenly ones are too old-fashioned. Xiaohe spoke.

"You heavenly, or those tunes, the old-fashioned ones?" Sun Wukong was surprised.

"That's right, it's those immortal songs, the immortals recite them, they're annoyed, I've always listened to them, and they've played the same tune for hundreds of thousands of years, hey, they don't keep pace with the times. Anyway, the music in Tiangong is made by the people of Tianle Fang, the people who play are all old people, and the people who sing are all old people, of course, they don't look old, they are still very young, but those girls are all ten thousand years old. "Xiaohe is depressed.

But fortunately, she went down to earth, and she had a smile on her face, otherwise what would she do with such a stale life.

The food we eat is the same old thing, the music we listen to is the same old way, there is no TV to watch, no Internet, and no mobile phones.

She really can't get used to it anymore.

When she went down to look for Sun Wukong, she already had a lot of new hobbies, and she was proud of it.

It's just that Sun Wukong continues to be in a daze, Bai Ling has been singing, and she is singing in various costumes.

Every time I was shocked, there was a burst of cheers below.

"The following is a new song, called, "Three Lives, Three Worlds, Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms" for everyone, and also for the person in my heart. ”

The scene at this moment is a peach blossom, on top of a fairy mountain, Bai Ling is also dressed in pink fairy clothes.

"Blossom III wine is slightly sweet

The blood of people outside the dream turned into green vine

The night light rises above and leaves people waiting

I was reluctant to meet someone who was in love again, so I didn't dare to meet

The peach blossoms only hate to fall instantly

The eight wildernesses are separated by four seas, and there is no song

There are legends about the contract between life and death

The words are written in your eyes, and you only have me

Time is bitter, just wait for a word to be broken

If the situation can be exhausted, the three lives and three lives are exhausted to find similar outlines

Don't miss it

It is also fortunate to forget the regrets of three lives

Kunlun snow turned into wind and tears, and turned into thousand-year-old ice

The misty spring is silent at the moment, and the old people are still waiting

People who are reluctant to no longer owe each other dare not meet

The peach blossoms only hate to fall instantly

The eight wildernesses are separated by four seas, and there is no song

There are legends about the contract between life and death

The words are written in your eyes, and you only have me

Time is bitter, just wait for a word to be broken

This situation can exhaust the three lives and three lives to find similar outlines

Never miss it

Time is bitter, just wait for a word to be broken

This situation can exhaust the three lives and three lives to find similar outlines

There is no cause in life and there is no effect in love

.....”

That kind of infatuation, that kind of infatuation, on her face, as if, waiting for someone, looking forward to someone.

Who is she waiting for?