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In the audience, some audience members who found folk music boring began to move towards the dance area, or maybe the performance was a bit tired and wanted to go around.

In short, wait until Yan Qingxi and the others are ready.

There are not many viewers in the audience.

Yan Qingxi is frowned indiscriminately. She only knows that there are fewer and fewer students studying folk music these years, but it is not until today that it is the first time that she truly feels that the traditional ethnic group of Sairs Musical instruments, lack of attractiveness to the world.

However, at this moment.

Yan Qingxi found out with surprise.

In the Convention and Exhibition Center, there is a group of men and women wearing different forms of Hanfu from different dynasties and generations. They are moving towards the direction of the stage of the music area, gathering together.

Or a wide robe and sleeves, or a sash outfit.

Or the underskirt is fluttering, or the cloud shoulder is luxurious.

They gathered in front of the stage, eagerly looking at everyone on the stage, forming a beautiful landscape that was clearly different from other tourists.

A trace of relief flashed in Yan Qingxi's eyes, and the snow-white neck turned lightly, towards the nodded behind him.

The male musician named Bo Qihan shook his wrist.

"clang!"

The crisp and dense sound of cymbals, like layers of waves rising above each other, instantly lifts those tourists who turned their backs and left the music area. Attracted and turned his head.

For most people, this kind of musical instrument is quite novel, which makes many people feel a little bit curious.

What instrument is this?

Gong?

In the eyes of everyone's doubts.

The musician named Gu Ling'an suddenly raised his arms and dropped the drumsticks heavily.

“dong! ”

“dong! ”

“dong! ”

The slightly yellowed drumhead vibrates more frequently The quicker they came, every hit shocked everyone's heart, and immediately made the noisy surroundings of the stage silent.

The drum beats from slow to fast, and then from fast to slow, like a reincarnation, starting with a terrifying and grand sound, and ending with a terrifying and grand sound. "Da!"

At the end, the drumsticks hit the edge of the drum head, making a crisp wooden sound, like a clapper playing a watch, reminding everyone not to get distracted.

So, the next second.

The flourishing music of the silk and bamboo orchestra exploded together.

Yan Qingxi wants everyone to know that folk music is not only the love of men and women, but also the ethereal and ethereal spirit.

It can also be very hilarious!

This prelude, which was temporarily adapted and added by her, is not too difficult. It is just to continue the deterrence of the previous drums and continue to attract the surrounding tourists, one after another.

The sound of the various instruments are mixed together, but the primary and secondary are distinct, and they are not mixed. There is me in you, and you in me, like thousands of colored ribbons flying above the clear sky, but the colors are distinct, both Blending is also classified.

I have to say that the basic skills of these orchestra members who are like Lin Yizhan and Niu Dadan are quite good.

The prelude fell off.

Then came the pipa solo of Yan Qingxi.

With a flick of the white fingertips, the strings sounded, crisp and tactful.

Yan Qingxi's whole person seems to be immersed in the world of music, unconsciously spiritual power passes through the fingertips, through the strings, accompanied by a light and cheerful melody into everyone's ears.

Gradually, the surrounding audience began to gather more and more.

The young girls who were the first to gather in front of the stage, their faces were full of excitement with You Rongyan, they clenched their hands, blushed, and wanted to cheer, but they were afraid of disturbing the beauty The sound of nature.

Under the influence of Yanqingxi’s spiritual power, not only the audience in the audience was so drunk, but also the members of the orchestra on the stage were also immersed in it, as if they were godly help, they played heartily, especially superb.

Lin Yizhan's erhu is floating like yarn.

Niu Dadan's dulcimer is as light as a dance.

The flute is full of clothes, as long as the wind.

The cloud-sold suona is flying high.

The Zhongruan of Ruan Muqing is as tranquil as water.

Zheng Youyou’s ancient zither is as clear as a peak.

Almost all of the show scene was attracted by this frantic, lithe and graceful golden snake. Even the performances in the dance area were influenced by the music and made frequent mistakes.

The candy super sweet looked at each other in blank dismay, watching the audience is empty, and the music area below the stage not far from the opposite side is rubbing shoulders at the moment, full of people.

Everyone's face is filled with an unstoppable smile.

Happiness is sometimes difficult, sometimes... it's as simple as that.

At this time, Lu Xinpei, who owns the Lin Chuan memory pack, rushed to the place of the evil demon in the Foreign Domain.

Chapter 766: Sails Folk Music

With the feedback of these audiences, Lin Yizhan and their performances have become more and more exciting, in this brief moment completely abandoned With all the techniques and music theory, it only keeps that touch of charm, and exerts the classic characteristics of Sails folk music.

Just when Yan Qingxi and their performances were reaping unprecedented results.

Almost sent out, the security guards all over the entire area of ​​the Demon Capital once again found the traces of the foreign domain demons.

But at this time the transcenders taught by Lin Chuan have not arrived yet.

Near the Xisha Wetland.

The sharp, hard gravel fell like a torrential rain.

In an instant, five security officers were killed.

The woman with colored wings under her ribs crushed the walkie-talkie in one's hand and her palm.

She turned her body stiffly, and behind her were the crocodile, the dog's head, the scorpion and the king on the yellow sand.

They have no verbal communication with each other, but they all look in the same direction in their eyes, and there seems to be something that is attracting them.

That is the fluctuation of spiritual power.

Last night, Bai Yi and Wen Jiu accidentally opened the cargo box. The breath of flesh and blood awakened the crocodile's head, and after killing all the black clothed bodyguards, the other companions were awakened in turn.

They wandered aimlessly in the territory of the Magic City and have killed many civilians. This is why there are security officers from the Magic City's security department who can track down and find them here.

But now.

They have new goals.

For some reason, the spiritual power fluctuations emitted by Qingxi and the others at this moment are like the highest priority attack targets in their eyes, attracting them to think desperately. To kill the source of spiritual power fluctuations.

The king sitting on the yellow sand waved his scepter.

"peng!"

The calm surface of the Yangtze River suddenly burst.

The mud and sand at the bottom of the river suddenly rose to the sky, like soldiers of the acknowledge allegiance, lined up in front of the king.

Next second.

The water in the sand is instantly evaporated.

The dry yellow sand followed it with a scepter.

Rising from the Xisha Wetland of Chongming Island, it quickly draws an arc in the sky, in the incredible eyes of countless people, in the flustered internal communication system of the Modu Mingjing Division, wear The headspace of the high-rise building fell straight onto the open space next to the Hongqiao International Convention and Exhibition Center.

It is like building a sky bridge over the city.

A roll of yellow sand.

The silhouettes of five Foreign Domain demons, as if being pulled, slid quickly across the city over the sky bridge made of yellow sand, and fell on Hongqiao International with a bang. Exhibition Center.

This operation takes less than one second before and after.

When everyone hasn't reacted yet.

The five demons have already stood not far from the exhibition center.

The eyes of King Huangsha, the Eagle Falcon, stared straight at the towering convention and exhibition center.

The fluctuation of spiritual power comes from here!

At this time, the crocodile and the kobold step forward together, each holding their weapon, and striding towards the exhibition center.

The heavy steps, stepping on the flat ground, made a muffled sound.

It's like a truck full of cargo, humiliating the overwhelmed ground.

"Huh?"

A young man with a phone in his hand was walking out of the gate of the Convention and Exhibition Center. When he was about to go to the roadside to take a taxi, he suddenly caught a glimpse of him not far from the side. moved towards the crocodile and kobold walking here.

"Wow, what Divine Grade cos is this! It's so realistic..."

Before the voice fell, the armored kobold body flashed and stood in front of him. Black's single-edged giant axe smashed down!

"Pu chi!"

The black axe blade fell.

Blood shot out and scattered all over the ground.

The kobold licked his lips and had a mouth and palate with fangs. The flesh and blood on the ground instantly turned into a red mist and poured into his mouth, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"Kill, kill!"

The security guard responsible for the security check at the gate of the Convention and Exhibition Center was scared by the bloody scene and shouted courage entirely to break. With a sound, he hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie and handed it to his mouth.

"Team..."

Cold light flashed, the sound stopped abruptly.

"Da."

The walkie-talkie fell to the ground.

The crocodile man dragged his tail, opened his mouth like a kobold, and swallowed it as a red mist.

The flesh and blood of wise creatures is not only food, but also a tonic.

The cold eyes of the two demons looked towards behind the security gate.

The ten or so tourists who were strolling around were all taken aback.

Next second.

Then a panic scream sounded.

"Weird, monster murdered!"

"Evil! This must be an evil! Evil has appeared!"

"Run!"

Looking at the tourists who looked like frightened rabbits and hated to have two legs to run away, the two demons didn't catch up immediately, but grinned cruelly at the corners of their mouths.

In conjunction with the silky thread between the mouth and the palate, it is like a hunter looking at the food that is already at their fingertips.

While the tourists rushed desperately, they kept shouting that the evil demon had appeared.

The other unidentified visitors of the exhibition all looked at them with a face of doubt, unaware of the fatal danger, and were gradually approaching them.

"What kind of show is this again?"

"I don't know, everyone panicked."

"That, that, what is that? ?!"

The tall bodies of two demons appeared in the sight of everyone.

That body shape and appearance that are absolutely beyond the reach of normal human beings, as well as the chilly weapons in their hands, immediately made everyone's back cool, and a trace of chill shot from the soles of their feet to the sky.