Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1288 [The Bronze of Destiny Rings in the Temple] (9)

The appearance of the huge Lale, completely projected is the appearance of the orc girl at the stage.

She was really terrified that the whole body was huddled up, and even there was a feeling of being publicly punished. She had to pick up the table cloth and wrap her body again.

This is the core of the whole plan, but the performer suddenly went on, and this huge ‘stage’ added extra effects was in vain.

"Come on! Little girl!!!"

"Yeah! This is also very good -!!!"

"Love you very much!!!"

"Sister, sister... add, come on..."

At the moment when the lacrimal gland began to work, the sound of a few breaths suddenly sounded on the periphery of the compound surgery. The orc girl opened her eyes and saw a group of people like Will.

Just as the knights were somewhat helpless, and the magicians were thinking hard, only those who were the most common in the field, even those without special abilities, opened their mouths for the first time and broke the silence and uneasiness with the loudest voice.

"This is also very cool! Black skin or something, I like it the most!"

"You are the best!!"

"Most favorite, favorite, love -!!!"

Putting the palm of your hand in front of your mouth, the powerful squeaking sounds like it seems to be some kind of ACG performance.

"you guys……"

The little orc girl looked quite confused... I don’t know if the line of sight is blurred, as if I saw Luo Qiu from a stone to a human being.

His lips moved and he said something silently: Come on.

Taking a deep breath, the orc girl suddenly stood up again, and with the same hand, the ‘cloak’ slides down again... She took a deep breath and lifted the microphone.

——[Just like this...the children sleep peacefully]

——[Sighing the sparkling Mars in the ashes, one, two]

——[Floating bubbles, faces of love]

......

The voice of the song, the voice of the whole fog, began to appear in every corner of the city street, as if it were a splash of water.

In the distance, just as a violent orc held a baby in his hand, and the parents of the baby, under the protection of several knights, burst into tears, and the knights even made a fuss.

When the songs popped up... The violent orcs stood still.

......

In the city, in the dim alley, when the body of the companion was brutally dismembered, the blood was splashed on both sides of the wall, and only the man in the corner could be huddled. The man who was terrified was crying and crying, begging for the huge monster in front of him. I let myself go, and the other person ruthlessly raised the claws of his hands.

The ‘monster’ suddenly stopped. Under the desperate gaze of the man, he suddenly turned and stepped out of the alley... It was at the exit of the alley and looked up at the sky.

The sky...or the huge figure of the night sky that seems to have been touched.

......

"Stop... stopped? What is this sound?"

The policemen who were trapped in a street and fought hard and did not receive any support stopped the shooting of almost exhausted ammunition.

I saw the huge red-haired monster throwing the lifted police car on the ground with a loose hand, then closed his eyes... and stood in the same place.

"what's going on……"

"I don't know, but... I always feel suddenly and become very reassuring..."

The policemen carefully walked out of the bunker... Under the stars, the huge light and shadow seemed to be covered with a soft veil.

......

At the crowded shelter, the messy crowd suddenly quieted down, the children's crying stopped, quiet... In quiet, the songs flowed around people.

They almost forgot the fear for a moment, just feeling like every gentle hand hugged.

Mr. Tresti, one of the twelve knights who guarded here, was surprised to see that he was wearing a exposed leather coat, which seemed to be a kind of transvesting performance, and he secretly sighed.

"Is it successful... Bedwell. Finally..."

......

At the end of Long Street, every step seems to be a leisurely walk, but Farrell, who has to cross the length of each step, has to let the witch's wife force to catch up, and suddenly stopped.

"What is this... the latest projection technology? This dress is really... it’s really courageous." Miss Witch looked up at the sky with a stunned look, thinking about it, if she was standing there, probably later No face to face people and the like.

At this point, a violent orc suddenly came out of the store on the side, no longer violent.

This orc's body is much stronger than the average violent orc... Miss Witch is secretly horrified, this orc is probably at least a warrior level?

I have been hiding here, and I have not attacked myself and Farrell...

It is the breath released by this man, so that the violent orc warfare will instinctively feel the fear, even if the violent does not dare to leave...

But after all, the witch was suddenly guarded.

"Let's go." Farrell said nothing but salty, and ignored the orc warrior that appeared, and continued to take a step.

"Old guy, you..." Miss Witch, a subconsciously looking at the orc warrior, but it seems to be not seeing herself at this time, just looking at the sky with madness... there is still a bit of violent breath.

The soul seems to have been purified... As a witch of the soul, it is easy to notice the heart of the orc warrior who has been comforted, and the love that comes from this song.

"This person..." Miss Witch once again looked at the huge light and shadow, muttering to herself: "I still feel ashamed... Wait for me, old guy, don't leave me!!"

......

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Sir Kims Manor.

The old jazz was frowning at this time - on the screen, it was the scene where the fog was sent back from the block.

The violent beasts one by one, the shots at this time are all very close-up...still down. And the knights who went to suppress them, it was easy to get close to these orcs.

"Caesar, what happened?" The old jazz frowned, but there was no trace of panic... as if he only felt confused.

"It is the [Deed of the Moon]... The orc has been passed down from ancient times to be a ritual used in the sacrifice of the ancestors."

Caesar looked out of the window.

The tens of meters high light and shadow, there are not many things in the city that can be obscured - so it is very clear to see the light and shadow.

"You..." The old jazz frowned again.

But behind Caesar's back, a pair of ugly flesh-winged wings broke through the clothes... He then broke through the window and rushed over the Jazz manor.

Under Yuehua, Caesar silently watched the huge shadow of the center of the city. There was a touch of softness on his face. "Guidelines of fate, but..."

- Destiny, as the moon changes, impermanence;

- A wicked life interweaves suffering and happiness;

- Both the poor and the rich are dying like ice and snow.

- The horrible and vain wheel of destiny, you turn relentlessly, you are vicious and ferocious, destroy all happiness and good hopes, the shadows cover the confusion, you also knock me down;

The singing voice was also revealed from the figure under the moonlight... If the storm is like rain, it will invade the whole fog in a flash!

......

If it is said that the song from the light and shadow is like soft and drizzle, then the sound of the bright and high pit sounding at this time can be said to be a rapid storm.

It seems to be a sword, and the sharp voice directly tears the softness that covers the fog.

Like countless shouts, the most primitive animal nature hidden in the bottom of my heart is directly awakened.

The orcs, who were already still, suddenly screamed in a roaring voice—a roaring sound, as if they were drums added to this sharp song.

Hey, hey... hey.

The city, as if playing the war songs... the orcs are once again violent - more horrible than before. They start again.

The streets that have been quiet, the major shelters, seem to be directly detonated at this moment.

Because ... not only the orcs began to violent, even ordinary people, at this moment seems to feel great pain.

Pain... It’s violent after the pain... It’s hard to suppress... Then it’s the birth of the original destructive desire in the heart.

The riots of the city... Once again, the spirit, and like the storm, is even more fierce! !

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Dangdang!

The microphone crashed from the trembling hands, and the harsh sound of the microphone, through the amplification of the surgery, suddenly became a dizzying noise.

The orc girl fell directly on the ground at this time, showing the color of horror... She held herself in her hands, and her body began to tremble and became extremely painful.

"It is him again!"

Bedwell had only played against [Oberon] not long ago, but also witnessed the fog riot caused by [Oberon] - the high-pitched and sharp voice at this moment is exactly what [Oberon] issued.

It seems to be ruthlessly ridiculous, and they will directly break their great situation in a flash. On the communicator, they will continue to receive signals from other places.

"Not good... The orcs are violent again, and this time more crazy!! Request support!!"

"The refuge point... The residents don't know why they suddenly got out of control! They started to fight everything... ah-!! Don't kick my brother!! Ms!! Calm down, calm down!! Ah~~"

Seeing that even one or two knights around him, they also hugged their heads at this time, as if they were suffering from the great pain of the young knight, Bedwell felt badly, and immediately rushed onto the stage.

"You, is there any other way?" Bedwell stared at the little girl who brought a chance of victory and whispered.

"No... no..." Lale shuddered, his eyes lost, and so frightened. "This is... this is an old cry... it’s a war song... the most primitive wildness... no... confrontation No, I can't fight it... Yes, I am sorry... Sorry. My song... I can't get to their hearts, I am sorry..."

Bedwell bit his teeth. "What about the songs? It can be a little bit resistant... At the very least, can you let ordinary people restore their rationality... Please!"

"Sorry, sorry - ah -!! Leave me away!!!"

I saw the little orc girl screaming in a moment, and her hands pressed **** her ears - Bedwell saw it, and he frowned. "Sure enough, you are..."

Bedwell suddenly stood up, held his ear in one hand, started the communicator, and screamed: "Answer! Headquarters! Answer, I am Bedwell! Answer!!"

Current...screaming sound.

"Headquarters is also..."

Bedwell was unable to look at all this happening - under the singer's voice, it seems that only strong-willed people can withstand it?

"These are really... more troublesome than surgery for a full-body fracture."

......

Cheng Yiran slammed his head hard and licked his own temple, seemingly trying to drive out the reverberating melody in his head.

The two bands of William couldn’t have been so lucky... The two of them suddenly became violent... they were madly beaten.

And Will is rushing to separate the two men from the way - not far away, Klein is also suppressing Nick in the same situation.

Cheng Yiran couldn’t help but be anxious, not knowing how long he could resist, but... "Will, is it okay?"

Although he was strange in his heart, he couldn’t help himself at the moment... Cheng also bite and want to do something.

At this time, a small figure walked slowly from his side... Looking up, it seemed to be a loss of mind, looking straight into the sky in January, the eyes turned amber, it looked quite Surprising.

Unlike the orc violent, he seems so quiet... but it doesn't seem to be the usual state.

"Aga...Oga!!" Cheng Yiran suddenly rushed to the front of Oga, reaching out and shaking the body of Oga, "Wake up!! Oga, wake up!!!"

He is still awkward and surprised, as if he had not heard anything.

"sorry!"

Cheng Yiran bit his teeth, raised his palms, and slammed his face on the face of this delicate orc boy - the sound of the palm was very crisp.

"Aoga, I heard no!! Have you heard my voice!! Sober!! Aga!!"

Hey -! ! !

After a few slaps, they failed to wake up the lost Oga... Cheng Yiran bit his teeth and took a deep breath and put the guitar he had been carrying all the time down.

The zipper opened in a moment, in the black bag, his hands were placed in the guitar that had been sealed for a long time... He was not ready yet.

Be prepared to let your voice pass to the hearts of the people.

"I can't manage it so much... Help me, partner." Cheng Yiran took a deep breath and stood in front of Oga with his guitar. There was almost no thinking.

"The original scenery of the hometown."

He subconsciously played the guitar version of the piece... just because Oga seems to like this piece quite like it.

If it is said that the continuous battle song is like the sound of thousands of horses on the battlefield, then the notes that flow between the fingers of Cheng Yiran are like the soft whispers that are submerged under this murderous murderous.

Without the power amplifier, the sound of the guitar will not be too big... Less one will not pay attention, as long as it is a little farther away, it will drop its voice.

Oga, wake up.

Cheng Yiran closed his eyes and sinked into the mood of this piece with all his heart.

The sound is weak... but it seems to move over the softest string in the heart.

It's small, but it appears clearly in everyone's ear—although it's just around the perimeter of the procedure, the knights here, the ears of the magicians.

However, it seems that the spring is flowing, and the sound of snoring seems to make people see their hometown... The irritability of the heart is instantly reduced.

Ms. Maria looked at the human man who played the guitar with some surprise. It seemed to be unbelievable. Although she didn't lose her mind because of the song, she still felt a little uncomfortable, but it was much more comfortable.

Will's companion also began to wake up... Mr. Nick waved his hand and motioned that Klein would stop pressing on himself.

On the stage, the orc girl slowly put down her hands and felt a trace of sorrow - although the battle song still sounded in the air, the guitar sound was like a gentle barrier, wrapped around her.

The boss of Luo Xiaozi suddenly smiled and looked at the young man who came to this country to study in the country with a very gratifying look.

"No, are you ready early? It’s really beautiful."

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"I... What happened to me?"

The lost look gradually recovered, and Oga’s lips moved slightly, but he saw that he was standing in front of him, and then holding his cheek in both hands, “a little pain...”

I didn't have an instant mobile phone translation. Although I couldn't understand Oga's speech at this time, Cheng Yiran still understood the meaning of this gesture... He laughed twice, then took a deep breath and took out the phone, in Oga. A small sample was released in front of him.

"Is this?" Oga suddenly had some doubts.

"I know that your talent is very good." Cheng Yiran took a deep breath and translated his own language on his mobile phone. "Listen it once and remember it? Is the guitar playing method already mastered... Next, you will play it. ”

"I? I... I can't do it... How can I..."

Cheng Yiran ignored Oga's embarrassment at this time, and the guitar on his hand was stuffed into Oga's arms. "Use it to play, I will help you next! This is the temporary for me." The music of the spectrum is not necessarily perfect... but at least try it. Use your strength to help your sister. Remember, play with your heart, only in this way can you convey your voice and feelings to everyone's heart... Use music!"

"I... I can't do it..." He looked at the stage in horror.

Cheng Yiran said loudly at this time: "If you can't do it, you have to give it to me!! Otherwise, I will dress you up as a girl, and then throw you into the bar with the most haze in the fog!! They will not mind if you are Male or female!"

"Eh?!!?"

"That's so sure!" Cheng Yiran hammered the sound, pushing Oga to the truck stage and took a spare guitar.

"Although I don't know what you are going to do, I feel so handsome! How can this kind of thing reduce me?!"

On the way, the companions rushed straight over.

“I always feel so bad... this noise!”

"Will... you?"

"If you play the piano, you have never been afraid of anyone!"

"That... come again."

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"Mr. Bedwell, are they?"

Mr. Bedwell frowned, watching the pedestrians rushing to the stage, sinking and said: "You just experienced... You may have a solution, let's try it... The magic of the surgery is still very good."

It is anomalous enough.

"you guys……"

In front of the stage, the waking orc girl is looking silly at the guys who come up one by one - not just Cheng Yiran, Will three, even his brother Oga.

But why are these people all looking like they are dressed up - even though they are not exposed.

"I don't know! This is found in the car, it seems to be specially prepared for us! But... this is not bad!"

The companion moved directly to the drum rack, sat up, and then came a solo, letting the drums rush into the sky like a shower.

"come on!"

Cheng Yiran just picked up the ordinary electric guitar, and immediately recorded the move. After finding the feeling, he looked at the people and smiled: "Come on... a concert that belongs to us, taking this city as the stage!"

Above the sky.

Huge light and shadow appeared one after another.

Huge Lale, huge Oga, huge Will and companions, and huge... Cheng Yiran.

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"Come on."

Luo boss held a light stick in his hand and gently waved.

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PS: The next chapter is late...

(End of this chapter)