Chapter 404

Fei Yang has taken the lead in opening the special topic about the battle of gods on the player, but when the new works in the special topic, which are sung by the singers and queens, and even by the opera fathers themselves, appear in front of us, Fei Yang suddenly has a sense of frustration -

the list is really full of big guys.

The works of a Qu father in Qin, a song queen in Qi, a Qu father in Chu, and so on, can all be called Fei Yang's strong enemies in the battle of gods.

It's just that there are so many works. Whose song should I listen to first?

Some time ago, the lonely feeling that Jiang Kui chose to sing for his works of admiring fish suddenly came to my heart again.

Fei Yang was surprised to find that he had never regarded anyone else as an opponent except fish.

Even if it's a battle of the gods.

Even other people are abnormal.

Even if someone is better than fish.

For Fei Yang, it seems that defeating Xianyu is far more important than winning a champion of the battle of the gods!

"Sure enough, I'll come straight to you."

The mouse wheel is turning slightly, Fei Yang murmurs, and his eyes quickly skim a song in the front row. Finally, he can't help locking Xianyu. It seems that this is the only meaning of his participation in the battle of the gods.

"I hope it lasts."

Fei Yannian made the name of the song.

Not too much hesitation, he just sighed and regretted in the click to play.

For some objective reasons, although Xianyu is destined not to be his opponent this time, the gap between his fists is so strong that even though Fei Yang knows that his opponent's work is not a threat to him this time, he still chooses kaixianyu's song first.

"Lyrics: envy fish"

"composition: envy fish"

"singing: Jiangkui"

seems to fit Fei Yang's mood at the moment.

With the passage of the subtitles in the early stage of the lyric version, the prelude of "I wish you a long life" is played by cello, and then seamlessly connected by piano music.

Melodious music, with a touch of light melancholy, as well as a trace of unknown loneliness.

"Oh?"

While adjusting the earphone to a more comfortable position, Fei Yang could not help but lament: "is this the lyric route? It's true that I gave up the fight. Last year's "red sun" is the most suitable song to hit the list. The strong sense of rhythm, high singing, and the prelude can pull the audience to that melody, which makes the whole body of the cells can't help but cheer up. It's really worthy to win the championship. Compared with this kind of lyric, how can you follow me... "

All of a sudden!

Feiyang's voice stopped.

He adjusted the gesture of the headset, and it was stiff in the air.

This makes his posture extremely unnatural.

Through the highly comfortable sponge cover of the earphone, the female voice from the earphone is as romantic as rolling clouds, and as lazy as drinking to the moon, amplifying all the inexplicable emotions a little bit:

"when will the moon be..."

"Ask Qingtian about the wine..."

"I don't know the palace in the sky..."

"What year is this evening..."

Feiyang's hand dropped abruptly.

There is a crack in the sound of crisp sounded.

All the loneliness and sadness in his heart suddenly broke.

As if the thunder from the sky split the Black Mist, and as if the dazzling electric light penetrated the heart of heaven!

Come here without thinking!

Fei Yang is suddenly excited!

He felt that everything around him had changed.

The computer and the earphone cable are a little twisted. It seems that I am standing in a dark open space. Overhead, I am thousands of miles high and the moon is hanging high. A corner of the palace in the sky looms in the mist. In a trance, there is a fairy voice.

It's so ethereal that it doesn't take a breath of fireworks.

Feiyang forgot everything. He felt small as never before.

In the vast universe, he is just a tiny dust, drifting with the current.

The piano is still on the mat.

The cello is still on.

I didn't take a sip of the cold coffee at the table.

In the non gorgeous arrangement, only the slightly upturned ending of each song still reminds Fei Yang that he is listening to the new song of Xianyu, rather than feeling the world road.

He was inspired again.

The darkness and emptiness disappeared.

In front of me is the computer and the long earphone cable.

Seems to be a moment of soberness, so that this time in the ears of the voice becomes clear, singing bursts of bursts, such as smoke and fire, such as the wind.

"I want to go back by the wind..."

"I'm afraid of Qionglouyuyu..."

"It's too cold at high places..."

"Dance to clear the shadow..."

"What is it like in the world..."

It is no longer like the faint immortal sound of the palace in the sky, but a step on the reality of human fireworks, but it is still unavoidably refined.This moment.

Feiyang's pupils contracted in the extreme, almost even the apex of his heart was trembling.

If you turn off the computer screen at this time, a face with extremely exaggerated expression will be reflected on the display.

When the song came to "Zhuan Zhu Pavilion, low Qi household, no sleep, no hate, what's the matter with long to other round", Fei Yang's whole person was not right.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

Ming Ming's singing is still going on, but Fei Yang's brain has become a little blank, almost unable to think, and seems to have entered a wonderful philosophical state.

Then there was the constant pallor.

The sound in the earphone gradually becomes winding and undulating, like a sigh from thousands of years ago, or even another time and space.

"People have their joys and sorrows, and the moon has its ups and downs

The music makes the transition not urgent and slow, like regret, more like a kind of relief.

When listening to the song, Fei Yang wakes up again, and his hair is standing up, feeling the numbness from his scalp.

The brain still doesn't listen.

However, the song from Jiangkui is not hoarse, and even has some breath pressure, but it seems to have a kind of deterrent power:

"I hope people will live long and enjoy a beautiful life together."

Click!

Feiyang suddenly stopped playing.

He was silent for a moment in the light, then began to gasp, and finally simply picked up the cold coffee and gulped it all dry.

"Ah

Cold coffee into the lung, ice cold, sweet, astringent, bitter and spicy, did not expect that this lazy instant coffee actually drank all kinds of taste.

Then he felt that the oppressive air around him was slightly circulating, and he couldn't help shouting.

Thinking returns a little bit.

He was finally able to speak normally.

"What is that?"

He opened his mouth and gave a strange cry. It seemed that he had more desire to express himself in the air. But after opening and closing his mouth for a long time, he was still speechless.

Touch.

As he spoke, Feiyang put down his glass.

His hand seemed to be shaking slightly.

The shaking became more and more intense until it was hard to control.

He accidentally knocked off his cell phone.

The phone fell to the ground, the screen lit up, there are several cracks on it, obviously just fell.

However, Fei Yang's focus is not on the need to change the screen of his mobile phone -

this is a group chat interface.

The chat record just stopped at the sentence "I can kill the gods in the lyrics part" of neon dance.

Ding Dong.

There's a message in the group. It's from Yin Dong, but there's no specific content. Just a simple punctuation:

"

Fei Yang was a little out of breath again. He tried his best to control his shaking hand and press the screen which was not very sensitive. The content was basically the same as Yin Dong's, but the range was longer:

"

PS: I'd like to finish it in one breath as before, but I'm really in a limited state. I spend most of my time sitting in a dry seat. Today's two chapters add up to seven or eight hours?