Inside and Outside World

Wanqiu's Xinhuo Square ushered in a sleepless night.

The moderator's mobile phone can be brought into the inner world, but usually the mobile phone can be "soldiered" into the body, and now it is taken out by Yan Luo.

At night, there will be fires in various areas of the city, but the biggest fire is the firewood burning in the square. Thousands of people come here. Usually, there will be old people sitting in front of the fire and telling stories about the past, and life and fighting. experience, and now...

"You are majestic and majestic, the man who sets the horse, and the galloping horse is like the wind..."

The silence at night is louder than that of the day, and Phoenix Legend’s loud and clear singing resounds throughout the square. This is not Yan Luofang’s first song. "Horse pole", he played the square dance Divine Comedy one by one, but found that these ancient people opened their mouths and stared blankly.

Now the Wuxin puppet setting only absorbs "excited" and "exhilarating" emotions, but what is absorbed is "o".

"Aren't these people excited when they listen to the Divine Comedy in the square dance?"

Yan Luo had no choice but to ask the girl beside him: "Xiao Bu, how do you feel listening to these songs?"

Xiao Bu: "I don't understand."

"I dont understand…"

Yan Luo was thoughtful, probably to the ancients, the idea of ​​"love is not what you want to sell, you can buy it if you want it" is too old, and they can't understand it.

"Speaking of which, modify the lyrics of the horse pole. How about being a man plowing the fields, you are mighty and majestic, and an elephant plowing the fields is like a tractor? Will these indigenous people feel kind and down-to-earth?"

Since the square dance Divine Comedy is useless and unable to absorb the needed emotions, Yan Luo picked up his phone and started poisoning:

"Forbidden Borderline"

After playing this poisonous song, Yan Luo looked at the people around him, and the aborigines sitting cross-legged on the ground were also staring at him. This scene—how should I put it, is completely a group of "dumb" in capital letters. It's a look of bewilderment, and it's tens of thousands of faces together—this is not an exaggeration, there are indeed tens of thousands of people in Xinhuo Square.

Everyone seems to have turned into a silent emoji, no one speaks, no one applauds, the atmosphere is very strange.

"This unscientific…"

Yan Luo originally planned to draw out people's strong emotions through songs. There are tens of thousands of people here, and a hundred people have absorbed 3 points of emotion, which is 300 points of emotion. People in the royal city love music, and songs are easy to resonate, and it is one of the most emotional ways to mobilize emotions. I didn't expect that these ancient people would not have the expected reaction, no matter whether it is a divine comedy or a poisonous one.

"Create a trick!"

"Pure Land of Bliss"

Yan Luo heard someone singing "Qing Yunge" on the road, and the passers-by next to him sang and danced. This time he also went all out, and simply stood in the center of the square and danced to the music and songs, so in the future, the dance of the whole second dimension will be popular. It once appeared in this ancient world, who did not know how many years BC.

The ancients stared at each other, watching Yan Luo twisting and turning. I don't know when the purple king, the nine-tailed demon fox, and the cat demon also appeared here.

Zi: "What kind of dance is this?"

Lan: "I don't know, it looks very coquettish."

The cute little orange cat demon was almost drooling, she stared greedily at the two white and slender thighs protruding from under the short skirt of Yanluo animal skin, and couldn't help but licked her tongue : "So white, I want to lick..."

The music of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss finally stopped, and Yan Luo also stopped the oiran dance.

He looked at the aborigines in the square, but he still didn't feel the relevant emotions absorbed by the settings. Don't you feel excited when you hear such cheerful songs? Aren't you excited to see the butterfly step and oiran step just now? How can it be repaired! Not even a little emotion.

It's really a heartbreaking song, where can I find a bosom friend at the end of the world.

"Speaking of which, I'm drunk, can you put this

The atmosphere here is fried? Or a hip-hop rap? "

But think about it, you can’t even accept square dancing, and the ancient people can’t understand social shake, rap and rap, and it’s not very good to promote it, otherwise a group of people will hold stone axes, bronze swords, and wear animal skin and linen clothes Aboriginal people, social shake together...

"From Qing Yunge, it can be seen that the ancients were not incapable of appreciation. Why did no one respond to so many songs in a row?"

Yan Luo had a flash of inspiration, the previous square dance lyrics were difficult for ancient people to understand. After all, there is no "apple" in this era. What does the other party know about "you are my little apple"? The boundary line of taboos is Japanese songs, and the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss is also Japanese songs. As for dancing... This era has the dance postures of this era, advocating war dances.

If I were Aunt Gongsun, a set of "Sword Dance" would probably be able to arouse the emotions of these people.

Yan Luo can dance the oiran dance, but not the sword dance.

"It has to be in tune with the thinking of the time and resonate emotionally with Indigenous people."

"In that case..."

"That one!"

There are no related songs in the phone, so Yan Luo had no choice but to clear his throat and start singing:

"There are clouds and water in the space, and there is dust on the fingertips. I checked the flying light at 5,000 revolutions, and the eyes of Primordial Chaos opened."

"Holding a huge axe to split this prehistoric land, open up the frontiers of the universe to ask the Three Emperors, who will hide me in the Langhuan Pavilion, how many chapters can the twenty-four dynasties hold."

"There is Ruomu in the east of the sky, and there is a red dragon holding a candle in Zhongshan, which burns the internal organs of the Chinese people, shoots the golden crow's arrow, and presses it on my bowstring. I came to shine everywhere, tasted all kinds of herbs, drank the soup of the Daze River and Wei, cut off the feet of the claws, and erected a pillar of heaven to make it straight. Today, it is still my straight spine..."

He sang "Wan Shen Ji".

This song is tailor-made for the Huaxia clan, and it sings the praises of the ancient ancestors. As long as the lyrics are majestic and majestic, as long as they are the people of Yanhuang, each one can feel a deep-rooted appeal.

"This!"

Zi Wang took a deep breath. In this era, the most powerful song is "Qing Yun Ge", but how can that song be as white as Yan Luo is singing now? How could this song be so touching? Renhuang Yao also has a similar artistic conception, but there is indeed a gap between Renhuang Yao and Wanshen Ji's catchy tune in terms of tune.

The people who had been watching Yan Luo's "Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss" with dull eyes showed shocking expressions on their faces.

"What song is this?"

"do not know."

"It's about Pan Gu and the Three Emperors!"

"Stop talking, listen!"

Some people whispered about it, but they were quickly scolded by others, so everyone turned their ears up, listening to Yan Luo singing "The Chronicle of the Gods".

"Pick up a handful of relatives from Changyang Mountain, ride the mist to see Xuannv in the nine heavens, ride a red carp to cruise around the Dragon Gate, and create a three thousand-character path to break the secret of the heaven..." The singing continued, and the people who were sitting cross-legged on the Xinhuo Square were one by one They all stood up, and Zi Wang was sighing quietly. When Cangjie created characters, it rained blood from the sky, and ghosts and gods cried at night. How many hardships and hardships have the human race experienced up to now?

Pass the torch from generation to generation~www.readwn.com~The human race will last forever.

"How long did Xihe's golden chariot go, and where does Wang Shu Yuyue go? I traveled up the Milky Way and down the wilderness. On the twelfth floor, whoever played and sang the story..."

Yan Luo's singing made many people couldn't help but began to shed tears - this is not crying, but to the ancestor of the human race, to Pangu, to the sun god, the moon god, to the emperor... to the root of civilization on this continent, in the heart The emotion and nostalgia produced.

After one song, the Wuxin puppet is finally full.

"ok."

300 points of exciting and passionate emotions related to courage, enough strange substances, to give birth to a strange mask related to Xing Tian.

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