Sorry, I'm Cheating

Chapter 1197

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

It was not until the moment of death that they reacted and wanted to escape.

Unfortunately, when they react, it's already late.

They died to enjoy music. They died too much.

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

Vulgar music resounded through the audience, and those melon eaters who were enjoying Murong yanyangchunbaixue's elegant music were stunned.

"Where did I get the music? It's too tacky!"

"However, I seem to like this tone!"

"Chicken, are you so beautiful? I don't seem to see chicken! Is he satirizing Murong tobacco?"

After hearing the strange music played by Ye Qing, the melon eaters present all looked dull.

The next moment, their bodies twisted wildly, as if they had beaten chicken blood.

Originally, many people were enjoying Murong Yan's elegant music, but as soon as Ye Qing made a move, she plundered all her listeners.

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

Even she couldn't keep calm. Her state of mind was a bit of a collapse. Influenced by Ye Qing's wonderful singing, even she wanted to dance.

"Aribati, get up with me!"

Ye Qing has got up and danced on the ground with rhythm.

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

"Dada dada, chicken you are too beautiful, chicken you are too beautiful!"

Ye Qing continued to sing loudly. Suddenly, Murong Yan, who was playing the flute, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He was seriously injured and his face was pale!

Her mentality has completely collapsed. Influenced by Ye Qing's vulgar music, she can't even continue to play.

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

"Come on, be happy. There's plenty of time anyway!"

Ye Qing changed the emphasis and changed a song. It's still so vulgar and straightforward.

The music sounded again, and ye Qingcheng brought the rhythm of the whole audience for the focus of the whole audience.

"Light yellow dress, fluffy hair, holding my hand to see the latest oil paintings, deserted streets, in an empty home, I'm the only one left to have a Carnival Party..."

Ye Qing's demonic voice sounded, changed his style, sang it in the form of rap, and the tone was very strange.

Ye Qing played all kinds of wonderful music, such as skateboard shoes and small apples. He sang them all, as if he didn't want money.

In Ye Qing's song, Murong Yan has lost himself.

Ye Qing's singing lasted three minutes. Some great saints with weak cultivation fainted directly in the process of dancing.

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

Ye Qing's singing is not for fun. If it is affected by Ye Qing's singing, the soul will be seriously damaged.

About five minutes later, Ye Qing stopped singing. Murong Yan didn't even have the strength to dance. He was weak and weak, and the power of the spirit was seriously lost.

At the moment when ye Qing's singing stopped, Murong Yan woke up and finally recovered his consciousness.

Among all the great saints present, except ye Qing, Murong Yan's spiritual power was the most powerful, so he was the first to wake up.

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

Murong smoke on the opposite side, her delicate body trembling, her chest ups and downs, was still in a state of shock and did not recover her vitality.

"You... What means have you used? Why can you affect my mind! Even destroy my music rhythm!" Murong Yanzhi asked.

Ye Qing smiled calmly: "do you want to know? Thanks to me as a teacher, I may consider giving you some advice."

Murong Yan was silent for a long time. She is known as the first music Tianjiao in the middle of the sky. As a young ten-star musician, her future is unlimited.

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

"Supreme key emperor, why don't you kill me?" Murong Yan suddenly asked this sentence after a long silence.

Murong Yan was in a confused state just now. Influenced by Ye Qing's singing, she lost her mind. If ye Qing wanted to kill her, it would be easy!

When ye Qing heard the speech, he was stunned and said with awe inspiring justice, "I'm just competing with you for music. Why should I kill you? Besides, do we have enemies?"

Murong Yan looked sluggish. Speaking of it, there was no hatred between her and Ye Qing. The reason why there was a little contradiction was just to compete for the length of music.

Just now, Ye Qing's musical attainments are really powerful. Murong Yan has to admit that the other party's musical attainments completely exceed his own.

"Murong smoke, you don't have 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 smoke in music doesn't mean any arrogance.

Ye Qing did not humiliate Murong Yan. On the contrary, he left face for Murong Yan. Although Murong Yan was defeated in the war, he is really a material that can be made. With a little guidance, his future achievements will be unlimited.

In short, Murong Yan is a respectable opponent and deserves Ye Qing's respect.

"Supreme key emperor, do you really want to see my true face? Do you know what will happen after watching?" Murong Yanxiu frowned and said slowly after thinking for a while.

Ye Qing smiled calmly. She didn't expect any consequences at all. She just took a look at the real face of a beautiful woman. What consequences can there be? Can you still be blind?

No one has seen Murong Yan's face in the middle heaven. Ye Qing must be the first person!

If people live in the world and don't pretend to be forced, what's the difference between them and salted fish?

"Murong Yan little girl, don't talk about it. If you lose, you have to admit it. Show your true face quickly. My big knife is hungry and thirsty!"

Ye Qing coughed twice, making Murong Yan face confused and forced, and a blush flashed on his face.

"Cough, I'm sorry. I made a slip of the tongue. I actually want to say that I can't wait to appreciate your peerless beauty!" Ye Qing said with an old face.

Murong Yan sighed. He was very helpless. He lost to Ye Qing in music. He really had no way but to accept gambling.

"OK, I can agree to your request, but I hope you don't regret it after reading it!" Murong Yan said decisively. Making this decision seems to have consumed all her courage.