Chapter 444: Heavenly Court Music Feast

Ye Fei finally fooled the little demon king Demon Tingtao and sent away the plague god, just wanted to take a breath, but was startled by a sound of slamming the door. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Come and take a look in front of the door, Demon Tingtao stared at him with big round eyes, and Ye Fei felt weak for a while.

Ye Fei couldn't help but sing in his heart: "This little demon king won't really sing for the Seven Fairies, right? ”

Syllable!

The little devil slapped Ye Fei on the shoulder with a palm, Ye Fei gritted his teeth and secretly resisted, who let himself not be able to provoke his father.

Unexpectedly, a strong blow from the shoulder struck, but it didn't carry true qi.

"Ye Fei did a good job, the music you provided has been praised by the fairies, especially Xiaorou likes it very much!"

Ye Fei almost lit up the eyes of the blind twenty-four K titanium alloy dog, and the taste of the fairy is also so individual? That day, when he heard them play the piano, it was called a high mountain and flowing water, but how did he know that he was tired of eating too much delicacies from the mountains and seas, and suddenly heard this kind of music of the sword going sideways, and naturally he could bluff the master.

The little devil's face turned slightly red, and he said coyly: "But I told Xiaorou that this is the song I wrote for her." ”

The little demon king threw himself at Ye Fei again, so you understand, Ye Fei didn't care about copyright, and gave it to him generously with a wave of his hand.

The little devil still didn't leave, and said, "But there is one more thing I want you to help with." ”

"Still coming?" Ye Fei was full of black lines, and asked reluctantly, "Is there anything else I can help with?"

"I discussed it with Xiaorou and wanted to do something earth-shattering. ”

"Brother, don't scare me if I'm cowardly, I'm just a small person, but I can't do big things. Ye Fei was frightened by the little demon king's gritted teeth, this matter is not trivial, even if it is not a dynasty usurpation, it has to rob Da Luo Jinxian.

"This thing is really inseparable from you, the first music festival of the Heavenly Court that Xiaorou and I did, there are still a few fewer programs, you must go up, I don't think you can be a big brother!"

"Brother, that's the big thing you're talking about, I'm scared of the baby!" Ye Fei let out a sigh of relief, but thinking that there wouldn't be many audiences at this half-hung music festival, at least there would be no need to lose face in front of tens of thousands of audiences, so he gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

The little devil king hummed happily and left, and Ye Fei was also thinking about what music to use.

The next day, the little devil came to Ye Fei again, Ye Fei secretly despised him, he was really a fast gunner, he actually made it up so quickly, and he was even more optimistic about this cottage music festival in his heart.

Ye Fei followed the Demon Thunder Tao to the place, and the scene was really deserted, only tens of thousands of people were there.

Yes, only the four sons of the Heavenly Monarch of the Ten Thousand Worlds are there, Wan Wu, Wan Wen, Wan Shuang, and Wan Quan.

The little devil said: "Brother Fei, let's rehearse first, these are all my brothers, and they also like music, follow to help, the music festival starts tomorrow, we will rehearse first." ”

Ye Fei resisted the urge to kick him, and accompanied them crazy for a day, the immortals naturally didn't need to rest, these goods practiced for a day and a night, Ye Fei was driven crazy by the noise, and finally survived the opening of the music festival with a pair of panda eyes.

This look was dumbfounded, and I don't know where tens of thousands of people poured in, this time it was really tens of thousands of people, and it was indeed blamed on the entertainment industry of Heavenly Court for being too underdeveloped, except for the pretext of clairvoyance to spy on the world, the rest of the immortals were counted as one, who had seen the ever-changing lights of the world.

The four brothers of the Little Devil King and the Wenwu Shuangquan are simply Maiba, singing one song after another on stage, they are really geniuses, they are all original, in addition to the apprehension at the beginning, they also created a series of spiritual songs such as "chattering", "embarrassing", "hesitating", etc., only to listen to tens of thousands of viewers at the scene.

Ye Fei looked at the five immortal maniacs with a bitter face, shaking his head and singing a divine comedy without lyrics.

Ye Fei began to doubt that he was born, could it be said that this kind of divine comedy could only be appreciated by immortals?

How did he know that there were tens of thousands of viewers, but they were all members of the huge second generation of immortals in Heavenly Court, these people have lived in the shadow of powerful immortals since they were children, and they are not allowed to do this or that since they were young, they are required to follow the rules, even if they say that they are lawless in Heavenly Court, but in fact, compared with the second generation in the world, they are also the level of children playing naughty.

These Divine Comedies don't matter if they are noisy or not, but at least they feel good and can let them vent.

"Friends in the audience let me see your hands, okay?"

"God of Song!"

The second generation of immortals in the audience was really lucky, and with a buzz, their palms suddenly lit up like light bulbs, and the whole one became a hardcore fan who was glowing all over.

The little demon king suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Next, please invite the god of song to sing on stage!"

"The god of songs!

There was a chorus of harmony in the audience, but no one came on stage after waiting for a long time, and it seemed that it was going to be cold.

"Ahem!" The little devil coughed a few times to hide his embarrassment, and secretly shot out a wisp of finger wind to stab Ye Fei, and tried to look at him.

"I, the god of songs?" Ye Fei almost went crazy.

At this time, the audience also discovered the small movements of Demon Tingtao, and turned to Ye Fei in unison, applauding and cheering together.

"The god of songs!

Okay, Ye Fei had no choice but to go on stage, what to sing? He really wasn't prepared, forget it, just sing it, where is the singing!

"I once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword,

Take a look at the prosperity of the world!

The heart of youth is always a little frivolous,

Now you are home all over the world ... ”

"What the hell!" The second generation of immortals, who had just been swayed by the apprehension, immediately set up a seedling to coax when they heard such a bland beginning.

Ye Fei didn't care about them bowing their heads and continuing to sing, and after singing, they pulled down, who loves to serve these second generations of immortals.

"A good man's heart is like the sea!

I have experienced the warmth and coldness of the world in all kinds of life...

Dripping and dripping... ”

Gradually, these second generations of immortals quieted down, remembered their dreams, and unconsciously immersed themselves in the singing, and they all heard themselves from the singing.

"The youth of my scrambled eggs has been ruined by the old man, I want to go to chivalry! ”

The demon thunder on the stage suddenly cried, he remembered the touching past when he was seven years old and wanted to elope with the six-year-old sister of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, and was almost broken by the old man.

"I've crossed mountains and seas, and I've walked through people!

I used to have everything, and it was all away in the blink of an eye!

I was lost, disappointed, lost all directions!

Until you see the ordinary is the only answer ... ”

Ye Fei's singing voice slid to another singer, but he really forgot about Xu Wei's second half of the song, and the song was not enough to make up.

Fortunately, the second generation of immortals had never heard of it anyway, just Ye Fei tossed, regardless of whether the folk songs or rock and roll were all melted together by Ye Fei, and it took half the night to satisfy this group of music blind people who had been hungry and thirsty for hundreds of years.

Soon the bright moon was already hanging high in the sky, and Ye Fei was about to end it, but how could this gang of hey turn immortals agree to it, and he had to do it again.

What are you singing? Ye Fei looked at the moon and thought to himself.