Beastly Fēi that Go Against the Heaven: Coerced by the Huáng Shū

Jing Yue looked at Xiao Yu quite happily. He didn't care about Xiao Yu. He also let himself pretend to be someone else. Xiao Yu said, Jing Yueyue's head said: "The sky is bright, I am leaving, as for the sound. Things, adapt to it."

"Okay." Jingyue is quite reassuring. If a man says something, he can scare people to death, and if you can worry about it, you can give it to Xiao Yu.

Jing Yue’s mentality is quite good, but it turns out that men are actually unreliable.

Not long after Xiao Yu’s departure, the experience came to find Jingyue, and the restaurant was also lively. The first day of the election was officially opened. The first thing was to draw the order to play, then Can not pass after the review.

"What do you say!? Let me go up and play!?" Jingyue stunned and looked at the bamboo stick that Jing Lang handed over. The big name above is really written about Bomiman. What is this ghost name!

Jingyue completely blackened his face and looked at the number on the bamboo stick, No. 44.

Sure enough, this is the rhythm of going to death?

"This Western woman is a very powerful drummer, and she is encouraged to be shocked. This introduction is written in this letter." Jing Lang looked at the face of Jingyue’s runaway, and touched the tip of the nose slightly: "Yes Do you go up two times without a month?"

"... Why don't you go up and jump?" Jing Yue gritted his teeth and glared at Jing Lang.

"Cough... I am a man, your brother." Jing Lang said in a serious way to Jing Yue.

"I knew that I should let you dress up as a man! I am going to dress up as a man!" Jing Yue said, looking at Jing Lang, Jing Lang heard a sudden burst of hair, and then smiled, and it was really a mistake for his sister. Silent.

"This is now... how is it good?" Jing Lang pointed to the opening of the bamboo sign in the hands of Jing Yue.

"What can I do?" Jing Yue raised his hand and put the bamboo stick into the cuff. The faint opening said: "First let go, where are the people of the meditation?"

"How do you suddenly ask the meditation?" Jing Lang whispered a little.

"Xiao Yu is inside." Jing Yue said slightly: "Shu Yi came to me last night, he is in the meditation."

"Nine Emperors are in meditation!?" Jing Lang gave a slight glimpse, and immediately thought, it seems that since the meditation entered the city, no one will continue to come in, Xiao Yu can hide in it, where else? Jing Lang’s thoughts were relieved, and he said with a slight lips: “The meditation seems to be the judge of this time.”

"Hey...Judge!!" Jingyue almost squirted a meal, and looked at Jinglang with a look of horror: "Is it... is the person who scored?"

"Yes, I just went to inquire about it. It is said that this incident has caused a lot of trouble." Jing Lang nodded faintly.

Jingyue suddenly felt that her gang was hurting. Xiao Yu went to the jury, but she was trying to figure out how to perform. It was also mixed into the city, so the gap was so big! It’s just too unfair for my wife!

At this moment, Jingyue is resentful.

Within a music hall in Yangzhou City, the large high-rise building is built up. The rest are seats, and on the second floor is the location of the jury. On the seats, there are people in the city, etc. This is the place. Specially built for today's concert.

Jing Yue wears a dark blue dress today, and the diamond crystal on it and so on are still dazzling.