Sorry, I’m Cheating

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At this moment, the poison circle has been covered, poison gas is spreading, and some teenagers even died in the poison circle because of enjoying music.

They didn't react until the moment of death and wanted to escape.

Unfortunately, when they reacted, it was too late.

They died in order to enjoy the music, they died so embarrassed.

Ye Qing continued to tap the chicken bones, and music came with a strong sense of rhythm.

Vulgar music reverberated throughout the audience, and the melon-eaters who were enjoying the elegant music of Murong Yanyangchun Baixue were immediately stunned.

"I'm going, where does the music come from? It's too tacky!"

"However, I seem to like this tune!"

"You are so beautiful chicken? I don't seem to see a chicken! Is he sarcastic for Murong Yan?"

After hearing the strange music played by Ye Qing, all the people eating melons were all dull.

In the next moment, their bodies squirmed like crazy.

There were still many people enjoying Murong Yan's elegant music, but as soon as Ye Qing made a move, she robbed all of her audience.

Murong Yan's face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his body was dripping with sweat.

Even she herself couldn't keep calm, and her mentality was a little collapsed. Influenced by Ye Qing's wonderful singing, she even wanted to dance.

"Eri Batty, get up with me!"

Ye Qing was already excited, dancing on the ground, bringing the rhythm.

The great sages present all followed Ye Qing's footsteps, followed Ye Qing's rhythm, and began to twist.

"Da da da, chicken you are too beautiful, chicken you are too beautiful!"

Ye Qing continued to sing loudly, and suddenly Murong Yan who was playing a flute opened her mouth and spewed a mouthful of blood. His injuries were severe and his face turned pale!

Her mentality completely collapsed, influenced by Ye Qing's vulgar music, she could no longer even continue to play.

In the collision of musical attainments, Murong Yan completely failed, and, in accordance with Ye Qing's rhythm, began to dance.

"Come on, be happy, have a lot of time anyway!"

Ye Qing changed the emphasis, changed a song, still so vulgar, so straightforward.

The music rang again, and Ye Qing became the focus of the audience and brought the rhythm of the audience.

"Pale yellow dress, fluffy hair, holding my hand to see the latest oil painting on display, no-man street, in an empty house, I am the only one to hold a carnival party..."

Ye Qing's magical voice rang, and he changed his style, sang it in the form of rap, with a very strange tone.

All kinds of weird music were played by Ye Qing, skateboarding shoes, divine music such as the little apple, etc., all sang out, as if they didn't need money.

In Ye Qing's singing, Murong Yan had lost himself.

Ye Qing's singing lasted for three minutes, and some great sages with weaker cultivation fainted directly during the dance.

They were not only affected by the poison gas, but the spirits were also hurt, so they couldn't bear it.

Ye Qing's singing is not a joke, if it is affected by Ye Qing's singing, the soul will be hit hard.

About five minutes later, Ye Qing stopped singing, Murong Yan didn't even have the strength to dance, and his body was sore and weak, and the power of the soul was severely depleted.

The moment Ye Qing's singing stopped, Murong Yan woke up and finally recovered.

Among all the great sages present, except for Ye Qing, Murong Yan's spirit power is the most powerful, so he wakes up first.

"Murong Yan, how about it, are you convinced?" Ye Qing said with a smile.

The opposite Murong Yan's body trembled, his chest undulating, and he was still in a state of shock, not regaining his vitality.

"You...what exactly did you use? Why can it affect my mind! Even destroy the rhythm of my music!" Murong Yan asked.

Ye Qing smiled indifferently: "Want to know? Worship me as a teacher, I might consider giving you some advice."

Murong Yan was silent for a while, and she was silent for a while. She was known as the top music genius in Zhongtianyu. As a young ten-star musician, her future was limitless.

However, in today's competition with Ye Qing, Murong Yan completely failed. She finally understood the truth that there are people outside the world!

"Extreme Jiandi, why didn't you kill me?" Murong Yan suddenly asked this sentence after being silent for a long time.

Just now Murong Yan was in a state of confusion, affected by Ye Qing's singing, lost his mind, if Ye Qing wanted to kill her, it would be easy!

When Ye Qing heard this, he was stunned for a while, and said with awe-inspiring righteousness: "I'm just learning music with you, why should I kill you? Besides, do we have hatred?"

Murong Yan's expression was stagnant. Speaking of which, she and Ye Qing had no grudges and no grudges. The reason for a bit of contradiction was just to compete on the strengths of music.

Just now, Ye Qing’s musical prowess was indeed powerful, and Murong Yan had to admit that the other party’s musical prowess completely surpassed him.

"Murong Yan, you don't need to think too much, I'm just curious about all the beautiful things in the world, so I want to see your true face." Ye Qing said with a smile, winning Murong Yan in music, and there is nothing The meaning of arrogance.

Ye Qing didn't humiliate Murong Yan. On the contrary, he saved Murong Yan's face. Although Murong Yan was defeated, he was really a man of work. With a little guidance, his future achievements will be limitless.

All in all, Murong Yan is a respectable opponent and deserves Ye Qing's respect.

"Extreme Jiandi, do you really want to see my true face? Do you know, what are the consequences after reading it?" Murong Yan frowned, and after thinking for a while, said slowly.

Ye Qing smiled indifferently. He didn't expect any consequences at all. He just glanced at the beauty of her true colors. What consequences could there be? Is it possible to be blinded?

No one has seen Murong Yan's appearance in Zhongtian Domain, and Ye Qing just wants to be the first person!

If people live in the world, if they don't pretend to be forced, what is the difference from salted fish?

"Miss Murongyan, don't talk about it. If you lose, you have to admit it. Hurry up and show your true face. My sword is already hungry and thirsty!"

Ye Qing coughed twice, causing Murong Yan who was opposite to look dumbfounded, and a flash of shame flashed across his face.

"Ahem, sorry, slip of the tongue, I actually want to say, I can't wait, I can't wait to appreciate your peerless appearance!" Ye Qing said with a grimace.

Murong Yan let out a soft sigh, feeling extremely helpless. He lost to Ye Qing in music. There was really nothing he could do but to accept the bet.

"Okay, I can agree to your request, but I hope you won't regret it after reading it!" Murong Yan said categorically, making this decision seems to have consumed all her courage.

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