After all, the competition venue and the performance venue are still different. First of all, it is reflected in the fact that there are few stands. What is required for the final victory in the arena is a passion. Most people watch it from standing. A small number of stands are used by the elders of the sect leader and family. Now Xue Qingqiu sits high in the middle, Kui Yean Sifang and others. Sitting around, everyone looked at the grandeur of the field cheerfully.

There are no "tickets" for this performance, so come here if you want to. This has led to countless spectators, which have long surpassed the scope of the competition field, and are bustling one after another. Responsible for maintaining order are the six-door elite soldiers and Titans, as well as Tiger Gate Singhtai with some brothers and sisters.

It was only accidents. After all, people outside the city hadn't done their blood, so no one would dare to make trouble at this time.

An Sifang looked at the magnificent scene, smacked his mouth: "If you collect tickets, how much is it?"

Xue Qingqiu didn't bother to answer such a question, and Kui Ye looked at him sideways with a very contemptuous look.

An Sifang was a little despised by the children. At this time, Xue Mu Qin Wuye took the seat and smiled: "This show is for fame. In the future, it is necessary to collect tickets. Ticket revenue and the sale of venue gadgets. , Will be a great benefit. I plan to start building a full-time performing arts venue in Lingzhou."

Qin Wuye mumbled: "If you think so far, let's see the effect this time."

Xue Qingqiu glanced at her and smiled slightly. She understood Qin Wuye's anxiety at this time, just like when she had just become Xingyue Sect Master, she was very nervous about every decision. Qin Wuye's "saint" is similar to the suzerain, but is slightly different. She is not the same in Hehuan Sect.

In theory, the saint is a leader, but from a certain perspective, the “saint” is just a sacrificer, and when necessary, she uses her primordial yin that has been retained for 20 years to do what Hehuan Sect needs to do. Qin Wuye chose to use it on Xue Mu, and then failed... It was not her fault, and no one would have thought of the weirdness of Xue Mu.

But Qin Wuye was another special sacrificer because she was empty.

This world, this is everything. So she quickly turned from a theoretical leader into substance, and she needed a victory to establish her prestige, no matter what kind of victory.

Not to mention the ability to bring the Hehuan Sect out of the millennium brothel pattern, at least to break the bottleneck of the end of development, it is naturally a great victory, and the merits are forever.

It should be said that Qin Wuye is a very ambitious and courageous woman, don't be fooled by her Wan Zhuan Chenghuan under Xue Mu, she is not only a little fairy.

The troubled times are coming, right? There will be many heroes.

But in this turbulent world, it is set off with the fragrance of singing and dancing, and the melodious music.

"Dingdong..." The piano sounded, and the meaning was fluttering. The noisy Dawuchang slowly quieted down with the sound of the piano, watching Menglan flick on the side roof.

Menglan's piano art skills have become more mellow and flawless, almost don't pretend that immortal spirit, he is a banished immortal.

"Qin Fairy! Qin Fairy!"

Countless people shouted in unison, and everyone was flushed.

Qin Wuye took a breath like a toothache. There are still a lot of warriors with a high level of cultivation, even the kind that takes a lot of tricks to seduce them with charm, how can they have this virtue? The martial artist's calmness and perseverance are completely invisible, and in the atmosphere of herd, it is no different from an Er Lengzi.

Xue Qingqiukui, Yean Sifang and others were also shaking their heads secretly. They had seen this scene several times, and still found it difficult to understand. Where is the heart of the martial artist in the thousand-year martial arts atmosphere?

Only Xue Mu secretly sighed, the warrior is still passionate and passionate. If you know that the usually dull otaku and the usually elegant petty bourgeoisie, at the concert, they will all change the scene of shaking the light stick and shouting like crazy. Don't you think it is possessed by evil spirits?

After Meng Lan played a song, she drifted away. The venue slowly calmed down, knowing that this was not Menglan's stage, she just came out to make the opening, to bring up the atmosphere of the performance.

In other words, Fairy Qin came from under the door of Xingyue, which was no longer hidden.

Now there is really no need to cover up.

As Meng Lan left, the more majestic and inspiring Qin Zheng Heming came from nowhere, a ray of Xiao Yin intermingled in it, rushing and sharp, the atmosphere suddenly tense, the concerto became a song that people have never heard before. The prelude melody.

The sword lights flew from the left and right, and fought accurately in the center of the ring. A pair of young girls from the Acacia sect crossed their swords in mid-air, "choked" and stood with their backs to each other.

With just one appearance, it brought countless people directly into the play.

How familiar are the rivers and lakes, how familiar are intertwined...

"The moment Yun Poyue Baijian came out, he kissed gently on the side of his neck, and the victory or defeat was instantly divided. Life and death are only square inches..."

Luo Qian Xueren did not appear on stage, the singing came first, a line of lyrics accompanied by a staggering, the sense of substitution exploded, not to mention the warriors who were watching, even Xue Qingqiu and Qin Wuye were silent on stage.

Everyone thinks of the past, everybody has a similar life and death, the final victory.

The shadows and shadows, the acacia demon girls each fall into the ring, their graceful postures bring the light of swords, reflected in people's eyes, it is the beauty of the rivers and lakes, but also the poetry of life.

The music gradually slowed down, melodious vicissitudes. Luo Qianxue slowly stepped onto the stage with a sword in the music.

"Cook, Shen Qingxue hot a bowl of soup.

The fishy and bitterness are in the bones of the chivalrous, the swords and the shadows are a little bit, and the world is up and down.

Road, don't rush, don't stop, don't turn around.

When meeting on a narrow road, don't discuss the return journey, don't ask, who is waiting. "

Don't ask, who is waiting. People who have had similar feelings almost shed tears in the singing.

Xue Qingqiu bit her lower lip: "Are you talking about me? Xue Mu."

Xue Mu shook his head and said, "This song was written earlier, not about you... but it was written about people from all over the world."

Xue Qingqiu was silent.

"When I tear away half a mile of the dawn and dusk, three feet of cyan light turns to wash away the smoke and dust. Drink the strongest wine, love the most beautiful person, and watch the sea and clouds rise..."

This is a man's song, sung by a girl like Luo Qianxue, it's a bit less heroic, a bit more misty and rainy, it's all about rivers and lakes.

The dance of the Hehuan School is not ordinary dance. The dance technique comes with a martial art concept. Even if it falls in the eyes of Xue Mu, you can see the vast rivers and lakes in this dance, the setting sun is like blood, the universe is dim, and a ray of sword light tears through the sky. The imagery of lyrics.

Music, dance, words and sentences, plus the martial arts carried by the two sects of Xingyue Hehuan since childhood, every action is stirring your heartstrings, making you unknowingly enter the image she wants you to enter.

Xue Mu, who knew the effect, would inevitably be fascinated by the singing and dancing, let alone others?

The sound of the stars and the moon, the dance of amusement... They have never been used only to fight between the rivers and lakes, to charm the enemy, but for the first time they are used to match together and dump the universe.