Lao Wang picked up the orc girl's suona and walked to the center of the field. He walked out, twisting his whole body to match the manic music, and the audience cheered for him. At this moment, Lao Wang is the center.

The unrestrained pace, the arms and legs jump up, the soul is out of the body, the ups and downs in life are really **** excitement, where is Lao Tzu?

The appearance of the orcs became blurred, as if they had returned to the time when they were with Yue Ran.

The very special-looking female orc female trumpeter found Tai Kun and said, "Tai Kun, who is this man... humans can't blow it."

"Su Mei'er, this is the person your grandpa chose."

Su Mei'er was stunned, and the center of the field made a ghostly soul step to frighten a group of old kings who had never seen orcs in the world. The orcs all screamed and danced.

Picking up the orc's long neck horn, perhaps only this thing can vent his emotions, Tai Kun is too late to stop it, it's over, it's going to be embarrassing, the other orcs are the same, the orc long neck horn, looks easy, but in fact Extremely difficult to control, humans...

At this moment, an extremely shocking long-tune treble hits. Experts will know if there is any. Orcs love music, and the long-necked horn is the king of instruments. Not everyone is qualified to play, and not everyone can. Blow well.

However, this human being, only the first tone has already frightened everyone.

Lao Wang played arrogantly, the music flew arrogantly, helpless, struggling, resentful and death. To live is to cry and laugh, just like his life.

The orcs were roaring wildly with the music. This was their instinct. Hei Wukai suddenly felt tears coming down. He didn't understand music, but he understood people. What he heard here was helplessness beyond death.

For a soldier, losing the ability to fight is really more painful than death.

The other orcs who originally wanted to fight against the old king all stopped their musical instruments and worshipped them with a look of a great god.

No one can blow the long-necked horn to this level. Su Mei'er, who was a little dissatisfied just now, was completely speechless at this time. This... is impossible. There is no such song in the thousand-year history of the orcs.

The spirit of all people, even the spirit of a master like Hei Wu Kai, was contagious by music.

This is one of the Defending the Nine Heavens three soul-suppressing songs-Doomsday Funeral. Of course, only a part of it was played, and there was no soul power infused, otherwise, it would really be a funeral.

Lao Wang is over howling, and feels good, as if all the depression in this world for so long has been vented, happy!

"Brothers present, I will pay for today's consumption!"

There was a wave of cheers from the audience, and Hei Wukai was also happy. This **** man is the real man. It is impossible for him to be so free and easy if he encountered Wang Feng. Go back and take Mo Tong first. This kid had a fight, and even dared to sting at the black old king.

There are men in humans.

"Brother Wang Feng, why would you play the long-neck horn? What kind of tune is this??" Ajahn Pancha couldn't help but exclaimed.

Wang Feng directly drank a large glass of bad beer, and the strange taste went straight to his forehead. He waved his hand bravely, "This is similar to something called Suona in my hometown."

"It... does it have a name?" Su Mei'er hesitated and asked, Lao Wang only saw an orc girl, but he felt that the temperament was not like an orc.

"Just blow it, do you like it, I can teach you."

"Su Mei'er, what are you waiting for, respect to the Wang family,'just blowing and blowing' is definitely a magical skill!" Tai Kun said immediately on the pole.

Wang Feng gave Taikun a white look. Oh, it's terrible to have no culture. Is he a casual person?

"Brother Wang, I respect you!" Su Mei'er raised her head,...Lao Wang now sees her true colors, I'll go...whatever.

Drink as much as you want, and everyone is drunk if the wine is not intoxicating!

With Su Mei'er, the other orc girls consciously evaded and ran to Heiwu Kai, but their hearts were still with Wang Feng.

Brother Kai is the happy little prince, this is the first time he has been robbed of the limelight, but he is convinced.

"Wang Feng! Wang Feng! Wang Feng!" Many orcs were shouting his name, accompanied by feasting and feasting.

There is no doubt that Pharaoh has completely made a name in the orc field today.

Drinking a wine straight into the night, absolutely the host and the host enjoy it.

Taikun and Ajahn Bancha were both helped away, and Heiwukai and Lao Wang were almost the same, holding each other on their shoulders, and stumbled out of the bar.

It was early morning outside, and the wind was strong, and even the bustling Changmao Street at night was already deserted.

Hei Wukai is already a bit tall, his face is flushed and his mouth is full of alcohol, and he hooks the shoulders of Lao Wang, "Brother, you can drink enough, I am invincible in the hands of Mandala..."

Wang Feng drank dizzy, but he was in a really good state, and 80% of his body had been trained.

"Next time I call Mo Tong, this is also my good brother, alas, my brother, his rune is wrapped on me, so he must learn the notes well!" Wang Feng hummed.

"That little kid...poof!" Hei Wukai said and laughed: "All day long in front of Lao Tzu telling your right and wrong, or brother, you are magnificent, when my brother wakes up tomorrow, he will personally interrupt his dog. Legs, give you a good breath and let the **** chew your tongue behind your back!"

"Hey hey, forget it," Lao Wang was still a little unbearable, and Mo Tong, who became his bodyguard, helped him train Fantasy. A few words would cause his leg to be broken. Bear the heart, my old king has always been an upright gentleman who persuades people with virtue and repays grievances with virtue: "He's still a child,...be careful."

"Brother, don't worry, in the future..." Hei Wukai's voice suddenly stopped when he said this, his eyes suddenly awakened by some kind of irritation, he grabbed Wang Feng's arm and suddenly pulled him aside. At the same time push the sword with the left hand.

Shit!

In an instant, the cold light was dazzling in the darkness, and the sword light shot in all directions. A ghostly shadow and Hei Wukai retreated as soon as they touched. The two of them were separated by four or five meters apart and stood facing each other.

The street was empty and the night breeze was cold, and the corners of their clothes were grinning.

Hei Wukai's eyes had become as silent as water, and he looked into the distance with the pair of dark eyes on the opposite side, but it was just at this time.

bass……

Under the blowing of the night breeze, his tunics suddenly split, and the bright red knife edge appeared, and blood dripped down Hei Wukai's right hand holding the sword.

Tick, tick...

It was the injury suffered when pushing Wang Feng just now!

Pharaoh’s wine was suddenly awakened by half. It’s all because he drank high just now. For a while, he forgot about the assassin. With the alertness of him and Hei Wukai, he didn’t find anyone ambushing in secret, etc. The breath...

Hei Wukai licked the corner of his mouth, and a strong warfare appeared in his eyes. The spirit of alcohol and danger were both stimulated. The whole person was enveloped in the spirit power and exuded a strong warfare, covering the entire block, with a radius of tens of meters. The slightest change is under his control.

This is different from the kind of discussion with Wang Feng, it has nothing to do with interest, only life and death, more exciting and bloody!

Wow...

The pupils of the dark shadow on the opposite side shrank suddenly, and he obviously did not expect to meet such a master, and immediately disappeared from the spot immediately.

Sneak in the dark night!

Hei Wukai closed his eyes directly, his two pointed ears trembling slightly in the night breeze, his right hand rested on the Spike Sword, and he remained motionless.

Da Da Da Da Da...

It was the sound of fast footsteps so light that it was almost inaudible, bringing out a string of psychedelic shadows in the dark night, like erratic ghosts.

behind!

A ghost-like shadow suddenly appeared behind him, a flash of cold light, slashed towards the back of Hei Wukai's neck!

bass!

The dagger was hovering on the side of Hei Wukai's neck, his shiny eyes widened in the dark night, and he looked down at his chest in disbelief.

It was a **** mouth, and gurgling blood came out of it, he didn't even see how Hei Wukai did it on his back!

This is not an ordinary sword, it contains powerful soul energy, which not only pierces his body, but also deprives him of his mobility in an instant!

bass……

The wolf tooth sword was pulled out, and the blood slipped like rain, without touching a drop.

Hei Ying stumbled and fell directly to the ground. Hei Wukai's long sword was placed on his head and knocked, "I am so weak that I am embarrassed to be a killer?"

The assassin was taken aback, vomiting a big mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth but let out a deep grin, a trace of fierce energy flashed through the violently contracted pupils in the dark night.

"Old Hei, wait!" Old Wang rushed out from the side quickly: "Don't kill him, I have something to ask him, let's talk...ah!"

boom!

With a sound, the black shadow exploded directly, and the countless pieces of flesh and blood contained powerful power, shooting wildly around like bullets!

Hei Wukai swept away with a sword, and all the pieces of meat were blocked by the sword aura. The old Wang also stomped quickly, but he was still hit by a lot of pieces. Fuck, it really hurts.

Lao Wang was a little bit dumbfounded by the bombing. He looked at the flesh and blood on the floor with lingering fear, and for a moment he was stunned and speechless.

Is this ashamed to explode?

Judging from the breath ~lightnovelpub.net~, he is quite sure that this guy is the one who has been spying secretly during this period of time. He is undoubtedly the killer of the nine gods, but he didn't expect that... these people are also a little fierce. If you die so easily, don’t the dead men usually hide poison in their teeth? Do you want to be so unrestrained?

It can't be beaten, and it's scared to death...

The smell of blood permeated the room, and there was a pile of broken flesh and blood on the table, and some of the pieces were wrapped with cloth pieces of clothing that were exploded together, looking shocking.

Kalida frowned and looked closely, a shadow quietly appeared behind her.

"His Royal Highness, the analysis result is out."

Lantian said respectfully.

"The scraps of the clothes were made from mulberry silk. They should have come from Kuncheng. Unfortunately, they are too fragmented to trace the source. However, in the broken flesh and blood, we found broken pieces with tattoos, combined with Heiwu Kay’s description can be confirmed as a member of the Nine Gods and Wild Groups."