As soon as the officer finished shouting, he heard a commotion inside, and many ghost soldiers poured out of the barracks, starting from the barracks gate, holding torches in one hand and guns in the other, standing in two columns, vacating a passage hundreds of meters long to the central wooden platform, which was extremely neat. In the military camp of tens of thousands of horses, a silent needle can be heard when it falls to the ground, and it is a scene of strict military discipline.

"Deer Lang...... When dangdang ......" bursts of pipa sound came from the direction of the wooden platform, and the meaning of killing was not revealed, but it was clearly revealed, which was quite a bit of an ambush on all sides.

Yue Qianchou, who was still smiling, had a sinking face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was in a military position with Lao Tzu? He had also been a soldier in his previous life, and he had seen such scenes, and he was so timid that he could tremble on the spot, and he couldn't even walk, this was military might.

A momentum burst out from Yue Qianchou's body, and the feeling of the whole person to others changed suddenly, as if he had changed people. The officer standing in front of him couldn't help but look at him twice.

However, many of the disciples of the various sects outside the gate breathed heavily, and they could hear it very clearly. Yue Qianchou glanced at the officer indifferently, as if looking at an ant, and the latter's body stiffened slightly. He slowly turned around and stared at everyone, and said in an indifferent tone: "Useless things, a group of living people can still be frightened by a group of ghosts, just this guts, how can you mess with me in the future." After saying that, he turned around without looking.

In normal times, if he dared to say such a thing, there would definitely be many people looking for him to fight hard, and there were many people who were higher in cultivation than him, but no one dared to speak out at this time. Gu Qingyun couldn't tell what it tasted like when he saw his expression, and a trace of shame on his face was a little gone.

The green tendons on the officer's neck burst out, his face showed anger, he took a deep breath and calmed down, and looked at Yue Qianchou, and was slightly shocked after seeing it, with his cultivation in the early stage of the ghost king, which was equivalent to the early stage of the human catastrophe, he couldn't see through Yue Qianchou's cultivation, but this person's appearance was so young, it was really unseemly. Only then did he become cautious, raised his hand and led the way: "Please!" The attitude was very different from before.

Damn, I earned my own face. Yue Qianchou put his hands behind his back, his eyes slanted and nodded at him coldly, then he looked straight ahead, said an indifferent "um", and drove forward, and the ghost pawns standing with guns on both sides couldn't enter his eyes at all. The disciples of each faction were separated from him by a few meters, and they followed him step by step.

The hundreds of meters long military array is a welcome honor guard for some people, but for others, the sense of oppression is getting bigger and bigger, Yue Qianchou regarded it as the former at this time, pressing his steps and moving forward slowly, without the slightest change in his expression. But the footsteps of the disciples of the various factions behind him became more and more chaotic.

Nearly fifty meters away from the central platform, Yue Qianchou found that the people standing on both sides had changed from ghost pawns to officers in armor, and he glanced at it twice and didn't look at it again, his eyes fell on a big man sitting on the platform in front of him.

The further you go, the clearer you see. He has a burly figure, his hair is tied up, two sword eyebrows fly obliquely into his sideburns, his eyes are large and focused, his eyes are like torches, his nose is thick and his lips are thick, his beard is short, and his face is plump. Dressed in golden armor, with a scarlet cloak shaking off to his shoulders, he sat down on a long table with a golden carved beast helmet on one end, and a lot of fruit plates on it. The big man picked up a purple slightly transparent wine glass, raised his head and poured the liquid into his throat. Beside him, a maid plucked a grape from the table and gently put it in his mouth.

The big man chewed the grapes, glanced at Yue Qianchou and the others who came over, and his eyes fell on the stunning woman who was wrapped in a plain robe and holding the pipa to play. Every move shows the demeanor of a general, if you don't know that he is the ghost king, who can tell that he is coming?

Yue Qianchou led everyone to the front of the stage and stopped, glanced at the woman who played the pipa, and secretly praised, iron-blooded tenderness, what a general!

A kind of man's appreciation for a man was undoubtedly evident in Yue Qianchou's eyes, he glanced at the stage twice, smiled slightly and said slowly: "Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink pipa, urge immediately." Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, how many people came back to fight in ancient times? The general drank and had fun in this military camp, which was really good. The monk Yue Qianqian heard the general's name for a long time, and came to see the general. As he spoke, he arched his hand, which was considered a salute.

Suddenly, a general on the side stepped out, poked his finger and shouted: "Bold! Where did you come from, you dare not kneel down when you see the general." ”

This guy also has a loud voice, and he didn't have any cultivation, but he roared so much that the whole audience could hear it. Frightened, the various factions were a little timid, and the already timid disciple's legs were weak, and he almost knelt down.

Yue Qianchou glanced at it unmoved, sneering in his heart, it seemed that the generals who looked like Zhang Fei were all so hot-tempered. is not as knowledgeable as him, and sets his eyes on the ghost general on the stage.

The general was so angry that he screamed, and strode over to make a move. The ghost king on the stage suddenly shouted in a deep voice without looking: "Stand down." He waved his hand to the pipa girl on the side, and the sound of the pipa stopped.

The general looked at the stage and was stunned, but obediently retreated.

The sound of the golden armor rubbing sounded, and the ghost general got up from his seat and stood up, and the braziers on both sides illuminated the golden armor on his body, which made him even more imposing. He first stared at Yue Qianchou with deep eyes for a while, and when he saw that the other party was smiling at him without fear, he also smiled back, and then played with the purple slightly transparent wine glass in his hand, and said slowly in a deep voice: "Grape wine luminous glass, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately." Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, how many people came back to fight in ancient times? How many people returned to fight in ancient times......"

He muttered the last sentence repeatedly, for a long time, not knowing what he remembered. Some of the generals on both sides also whispered: "A few people from the ancient battles returned to ......" Although the voice was very small, it was not difficult to figure out the gloom in his tone.

Gu Qingyun was behind someone, his eyes widened and he looked up and down, as if he didn't know him, and his heart was shocked, is this still the swaggering little scoundrel I saw in Xiuzhen Pavilion? Just because he was able to improvise such a poem in response to the situation? If he pretended to be calm at first, but without this calmness, he could improvise such a poem in front of the famous ghost general in the Demon Ghost Domain?

There are also no people with good taste among the disciples of various sects, especially a female disciple of the Mochizuki Sect, women are already fond of beautiful things, and the same is true of poetry, especially such far-reaching poems. A dry woman shook her head, wanting to look through the crowd, wanting to get to know Yue Qianchou again, but unfortunately someone left them with an immovable back. For a while, the fear in everyone's hearts was actually reduced to the lowest point.

Suddenly, the ghost general came back to his senses, raised the wine glass in his hand and looked at Yue Qianchou and said with a smile: "This little gentleman is really talented, his improvisation can be called a masterpiece, and he is a rare talent, so please ask the little gentleman to comment on the pipa music of the general's maid just now! This song was composed by the general himself, and the little gentleman's evaluation can be regarded as a masterpiece." ”

Damn! Lao Tzu is a talented man, who knows a ghost's pipa music, but this song is like a ten-sided ambush heard in his previous life, so he cares about it, just comment on it! Anyway, he is also a master who learned to play the piano with his sister. Yue Qianchou put on a slightly thoughtful look, nodded and said bluntly: "This song can be regarded as a superb sound in pipa music, but it has a great sense of foreboding for the general. ”

Suddenly, the generals on both sides, and the disciples of various factions behind him, all their eyes converged on him. The ghost general let out an "oh", leaned over and looked to the side, no longer looking at him, and said in a deep voice: "How ominous, please tell me about it." There was a slight chill in his words.