Chapter 432

In the corridor above the dance floor, Miyamoto is drinking.

He held up his glass and looked down at the noise of the lower class.

Then, look up and take a big sip.

"When wine comes into your heart, you will be more worried!" He sighed.

As an extraordinary major, he certainly had reason to be distressed.

Today, it's a dance at Fusang embassy.

This kind of imported object, the dance party, came from Qin Lu during the hundred year war.

To be exact, it was brought by Qin Lu prisoners of war.

During the hundred year war, the federal Empire captured a large number of aristocrats of Qin and Lu.

Naturally, these nobles were well treated.

According to the standard, they are all imperial nobles of the same level.

Who said, these guys are going to be ransomed with ransom?

Moreover, according to Qin Lu's example, the expenses of their captivity, as long as they signed, would be recognized.

Since then, these prisoners had a very comfortable life in the prison camp.

Full of warm thoughts, so the ball naturally appeared.

Of course, the nobles and officers of the federal Empire were also invited to participate.

As a result, a hair out of control, quickly swept the country, and then the world.

Up to now, it has developed dance halls, nightclubs and other models.

But the most important and formal one is the ball held in the main hall.

There are no white men in our company, and we are all scholars in our conversation and laughter!

Thinking of this, Miyamoto gave himself another sip of wine.

It's a pity that the extraordinary will not get drunk.

Any alcohol, will be extraordinary strong liver function instant decomposition.

So, he's lying to himself.

But if not, what can we do?

He looked down at the dance floor again.

They are all second generation and dandy.

It's not worth mentioning!

At every moment here, Miyamoto is as old as a second!

"Since ancient times, heroes have paid by mistake..." Miyamoto whispered: "so, Feng tangyilao, Li guangnanfeng!"

So he took another sip of wine.

Naturally, he has reason to be melancholy!

What day is it today?

It's the day of the banquet in Fusang kingdom.

In the main hall, there will be heroes from all over the world.

And the prince of Poland, lieutenant general Ludwig of hurricane.

And brigadier general Fusang, Shino Liuchuan, will also come.

Perhaps, there will be a strong man of the federal Empire who will be in charge himself.

There may have been innumerable rounds of secret fighting between them.

All kinds of exquisite and extraordinary skills will bring you to me.

This is a very precious feast for any one who is extraordinary.

Even, it can be called a lifelong course!

The secret fight between generals.

The power is blooming quietly.

Both intensity and influence should be controlled.

This is bound to show all kinds of skills and strategies.

As long as you learn a few of them, you will benefit a lot in your life!

It's like sitting on the bench and drinking muggy wine here?

This is exile!

Thinking of this, Miyamoto filled himself with another glass.

Suddenly

In the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure.

He sprang to his feet and looked under the dance floor.

Wearing a man who seemed to be a mask, he walked slowly through the crowd.

The light of the dance floor fell around him, as if he had fallen into a thick dark abyss, as if he had fallen into a lightless hell.

He walked quietly.

In Miyamoto's perception, psionic powers surround him like the wind.

As if he were the king of power.

"Who?" Miyamoto gazed: "is there a certain immortal's blood?"

But the visitor has already passed the dance floor and walked around to the music stage behind the dance floor.

"What is he going to do?" Miyamoto became nervous.

He looked at the man, step by step, stepping on the stairs, and went up.

The dancing lights shine on him, and two security guards on the music stage walk towards him.

Meow!

A cat's cry overshadowed everything.

Including the shrieking music, the dancing crowd, and the noise.

Miyamoto swallowed.

The glass in his hand fell to the ground, shattering.

"What a god Fear came from the bottom of my heart.

Until now, he finally saw the man with a cat in his arms.

What a cat!

Miyamoto was shocked!

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Ling Ping'an holding his pet, across the dance floor, to the music stage.His fingers are moving flexibly.

Countless scores appeared in his mind.

In a flash, it turns into nothingness and becomes an inspiration that cannot be grasped.

However, it made him more excited.

Something he had forgotten was remembered again.

"I remember playing music for thousands of people in my dream..." He recalled a dream he had had.

An endless audience, crazy about his music.

At that time, he was the most beautiful guy in the world.

Flow in flow, focus in focus.

In that dream, the audience screamed and cheered.

Vaguely, it seems that there are countless worlds in jubilation.

It was so sour.

It was a great experience!

And now!

Ling Ping'an raised his head and looked at the two security guards coming towards him.

They're pulling out the stun sticks.

Ling Ping An laughed: "don't disturb the artist's creation!"

Meow!

The cat in my arms, whispering.

I totally agree with the master's decision!

The two security guards seemed to understand how stupid their behavior was!

Right!

It's stupid!

How can they stop a great artist, the best musician in the world?

No way!

That's a crime!

To art, to music art crime!

So, they wake up, they understand, they get out of the way.

That's good!

Ling Ping'an smiles and looks at the two security guards.

From their faces, Ling Ping'an saw their respect for themselves, their awe of art and their worship of music.

So he nodded.

He went straight to the musicians who were playing discs and drums.

Meow!

The kitten gave a little cry.

The musicians immediately got out of the way.

They seem to understand who should be given the stage.

Who is the main character on the stage tonight.

Very smart!

So ling Ping'an took the microphone easily from the singer.

Then he looked at the dance floor.

The dance floor has been silent.

He also looked at the musicians and singers who were unable to speak because of meeting the great artists and were in a state of excitement.

He raised his hand.

So I grabbed the microphone.

He said, "ladies and gentlemen..."

"Next, please enjoy my latest creation..."

"This incomparable musical feast!"

No applause, no cheers.

How can this be done?

Ling Ping An then asked, "why is there no applause? And the cheers? "

In a flash, Pa Pa Pa, pa pa pa

Sparse applause, and then, like thunder.

The crowd whistled and many even cried.

Ling Ping'an is very pleased to see it.

"It seems that I really have a musical genius!"

When did he have a talent for music?

Liu Ling, Li Bai, Su Shi

Which one is not a musical genius?

Today, he is possessed by so many poets.

Naturally, it should be the first music wizard in the world!

Did not see, the audience even hands are red, still refused to stop, even tears are flowing out, still want to cheer?

So, there's no need to think about it.

Of course, in his mind, he had a vague idea that something was wrong.

Rational voice, as if to say: "you stop quickly Don't make a fool of yourself

But

Why should we be afraid?

I'm Liu Ling.

Drunk Liu Ling.

Liu Ling, who has been beaten to pieces.

Liu Ling!

Five stones scattered?

Ling Ping An hesitated a little.

He felt that his current state seemed to be the same as that of the famous people in Wei and Jin Dynasties.

It's all bohemian. It's nothing at all.

"How terrible is this day?"

"No matter!" He thought, "let's talk about it when it's over Anyway, I'm wearing a mask No one can recognize me

So he went to the instruments.

One by one.

If you want to do a good job, you must sharpen your tools first!

To create good music, we must have good instruments!So he looked at a drum.

I like it immediately!

Drum!

This is a good thing!

He likes it very much.

And on the dance floor, the audience is still clapping.

Clapping like hell.

Tears and runny nose, because fear keeps flowing out.

In everyone's eyes, on the music stage at the moment.

It's hell!

For the king from hell stands there.

Although he looks, he seems to be human.

Although it seems to have no prestige.

However, in his hands, holding the black cat demon, his teeth and claws.

Behind the cat demon, a strange pyramid is rising.

The outline of the pyramid is reflected in everyone's eyes.

Lingering in the glorious pyramids, the black Pharaoh has raised his scepter.

A blood moon, shining on the pyramid.

The nameless monster crawled out of the blood.

Deformity, horror, horror.

Fear from the soul takes over everything!

So, no one dare not applaud.

No one dare not cheer.

Everyone seems to have insight.

If not

Then, the monsters in the blood will climb to the reality and tear them up!

Ling Ping'an listened to the applause and cheers.

He reached out and stroked the drum in front of him.

The audience was so enthusiastic.

He has to create good music to repay the enthusiasm of the audience.

He thought and patted the drum in front of him.

Dong!

The sound of drums is sweet!

Drums rumble!

The drums are thundering!

The drum sounds like electricity!

Ling Ping'an thought of a legend.

"There is Liubo mountain in the East China Sea, seven thousand miles into the sea. There is a beast on it, which looks like an ox, has a black body without horns, and has one foot. When it comes in and out of the water, it will rain and wind. Its light is like the sun and the moon, and its sound is like thunder. Its name is Kui. When the Yellow Emperor got it, he used its skin as a drum, pegged it with the bone of a thunder beast, and heard about it for a hundred miles, so as to win over the world! "

He smiles: "good drum! What a drum

So

He looked up at the audience.

He solemnly announced: "everyone, please be quiet!"

"The concert begins!"

Meow!

The kitten in her arms jumps to the front desk of the music station.

It is ready to listen to the supreme joy of its master.

And the whole dance floor was very quiet.

The audience were very supportive!

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