I am a master, I have the final say

"Oh!" The Zhais immediately clapped excitedly.

"Let's start, then, Blood Demon Palace...ahhhh~~~"

As Elizabeth sang loudly, in less than half a minute, the group of otaku otaku around her had all fallen to the ground, many of them turned white and foamed at the mouth, as if in Very toxic in general.

From a distance, Hei Zhen looked at Elizabeth who was still singing among the countless "corpses", sighed, and said: "I knew it would be like this, but fortunately, I walked fast."

Qing Ji showed sympathetic eyes, "After all, it is a heavenly song that even the heroic spirits can't bear. In other words, are those humans still alive?"

...

Outside the venue, due to Elizabeth's unknowingly singing, it brought a catastrophic impact to some of the show participants, and even caused a small panic, but this did not affect the entire show itself.

After passing through the crowded crowd, Baicheng finally took Illiya and Tosaka Sakura into the interior venue of the Manzhan, and then asked the staff of the venue to find out that Mengqing will be on the stage of the main venue at nine o'clock. For the first time on stage, he took the two to the stage of the main venue.

After the special arrangement of the main venue, the lights appeared dim. Of course, this is understandable, because when the performance begins, the lights must be gathered on the stage, but even so, when Baicheng came here, the venue was already sitting. The audience was full, and everyone was holding a few light sticks in their hands. Obviously there was still nearly half an hour before the official performance. These people kept waving the light sticks in their hands and chanting someone's name in unison.

"Cute love! Cute love! Cute love..."

"I'm going, this is too enthusiastic?" Bai Cheng was stunned, he really couldn't understand, where the magic power of Xia Ji, who ran away from work, caused these otakus to be so obsessed... Half of the girls, this is really a killing of men and women. Is it magical brainwashing through singing?

"What a warm support, is this the charm of music?" Tosaka Sakura was also a little surprised. She came to the show for the first time. The crowds outside alone gave her a lot of shock, but she was compared with her. It's still a lot worse. There are too many people outside but also chaotic. Here, the sound is neat and loud, and the movements are uniform, like a well-trained army.

Bai Cheng raised his brows, and said disapprovingly: "Fart, I think it's because of the face, I don't know that guy, she said she is good at war, as for singing... I can do it!"

"What are you talking about!" Unexpectedly, the voice of Baicheng Fang Luo, the audience from the back row immediately turned their heads and glared at him, "Do you dare to speak ill of Miss Mengqing?!"

boom!

This sentence was like igniting a gunpowder barrel. In an instant, nearly half of the audience stopped responding and cast an angry look at Baicheng, as if Qianfu pointed out.

"Damn..." Baicheng glared back, but just think about it. Why bother with ordinary people, so he waved, "Forget it, I can’t talk to your idol chef, let’s go. gone."

Baicheng retreated to an inconspicuous corner. The audience looked at his dingy figure, as if they had accomplished a great achievement, and then they turned their heads contentedly and continued to support him.

Bai Cheng didn't cross his eyebrows and sneered at Qianfu, but sneered in his heart, "You are happy now, and I will wait for me to take Xia Ji back to work overtime, and see who else you can support."

Then, as time passed, the performance finally came to the beginning.

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"Ah, it's starting, it's finally starting!"

When the time displayed in the venue gradually approached nine o'clock, the pitch-black curtain gradually covered the stage, and the entire venue suddenly became dark, with only the glow sticks constantly swaying... There is no doubt that this is the organizer's making performance effects , No host came to the stage to talk nonsense, and there was no other mess. When the time came, the performance on the hour, it is estimated that he intends to make a wave of cuteness.

Although it is difficult to judge whether this kind of performance is good or bad, the audience in the venue really eats this set. They closed their mouths very self-disciplined, and just waved the light stick silently, but Ilia was very excited. He was so excited that he was already pulling Baicheng's sleeves.

"What are you so excited about? Are you also a fan of her?" Baicheng couldn't help but said, but after finishing speaking, he realized that this question was unnecessary. After all, Illiya was talking about being cute when she was outside. Autographs, this kind of worthless thing, anyone besides fans would want it.

"Hehehehe." Illiya smiled dryly and said nothing.

"Okay, let's watch the performance first." Baicheng shrugged and said nothing, and when he raised his head again, the time finally reached nine o'clock, and the curtain on the stage was slowly opened.

Just as Baicheng expected, in an instant, the poisonous gas of the Pure Land of Bliss came over...

The lighting engineer was in place on time and gathered all the light in the middle of the stage. There, accompanied by two dancers, a two-year-old girl had already set up a pose. She has a tall figure and a plump body. Just right, one point gains weight, and one point loses weight. The seemingly ordinary facial features are organized together to outline a beautiful face, with long black hair hanging down from the waist, and he wears an oriental classical flavor. The dress, in line with her own temperament, shows dignity and luxury, but without losing the innocence and romance of a girl, it is a good interpretation of what is perfect.

Needless to say, she is enough to stand on any stage just with this appearance.

The music sounded and the rhythm moved. The girl's body followed the music, light as the wind moved with the rhythm. At this moment, the whole stage seemed to be full of vitality, and then the melodious singing spread to the venue. And go...

In an instant, the entire venue boiled, and Baicheng could clearly feel the flame-like enthusiasm in the hearts of every audience. Although their mouths were silent, their souls danced and sang along with the girls on the stage.

Of course the girl is Xia Ji, the sword crown Qin Huang who skipped work from the Hall of Heroes.

She did not use magic to confuse people, because Baicheng is the lord of the Hall of Valor, so he knew better than anyone that Xia Ji at this moment did not use any super-daily power, but through this second life, she bloomed to her full heart. The youth of my heart releases the enthusiasm in my heart...the singing of the soul, the dance of the soul, and then bringing life to the stage, sublimating the art, and immersing everyone in it.

Perhaps, she was born with such a talent.

For a while, even Baicheng was dumbfounded, and when he came back to his senses, more audiences had flooded into the venue. They were also attracted by the performance on the stage, either shaking their heads and shaking their feet, or talking softly. Sing, even Ilia and Tosaka Sakura stared at the girl on the stage, as if they were afraid of missing something.

Seeing this, Baicheng couldn't help closing his eyes, thinking about the girl named Xia Ji...

Qin Shihuang, the first person in China's five thousand years of long history to realize the unification of the country and the mountains, swept the six kingdoms, with great merit, one emperor through the ages, and his destiny!

After Qin, there may be a more prosperous regime than Da Qin, or there may be a great emperor who can match Qin Shihuang, but there is no surpassing one, and there is no second emperor!It is precisely the feats of this unparalleled person before and after that, she can ascend to the sword rank crown as an emperor, holding the Tai'a sword.

As we all know, the sword rank hero is the most outstanding rank. Even if the strength is not the strongest, it must be the most outstanding to obtain the sword rank position. In the same way, the sword rank crown will inevitably be slightly less than other crowns. Qin Huang Xia Ji can be a literary and martial artist, and is good at fighting. Her achievements have affected future generations for thousands of years. Since she has reached the sword rank crown, if she chooses a leader among the seven crowns, then It can only be her!

She should have become the first of the seven crowns. She should have led the heroes to stand on the front line of resisting the stars, but now, she is singing and dancing on the stage...

"My heart hurts!"

Bai Cheng hid his face with his hands, choking silently.Although he had to admit that Xia Ji sang very well and danced very well, her big white legs and the stalwart on her chest were even more lingering, but...is this really appropriate?

It’s hard for Baicheng to say what mood he was in enjoying the song and dance, but when the song and dance came to an end, the entire venue was full of cheers, and the sound of the name Meng Qing almost covered everything. It wasn't until half a minute later that the host walked to the front desk and the cheers gradually dropped.

"Thank you Miss Mengqing for bringing you the performance. I think everyone is the same as me and still immersed in the soul-burning song and dance. Everyone must be the same as me. I hope Ms. Mengqing can have another song, but don't worry. , First of all, let’s draw a lucky audience.” The host is a small girl, but she talks eloquently on the stage.

The so-called lucky audience is basically the same as other events, that is, the drawn audience can shake hands and talk with idols on stage. Although there is no practical benefit, for the audience here, I am afraid that they are more happy than the Super Six. .

The draw was completed in a short period of time. The host held up a note and read: "It's number 9! Please come on stage for audience number 9!"

"Oh, it's me." At some point, Baicheng had an extra concert ticket in his hand, which was number 9.

"Hey, brother, is your ticket number 9?" Illya was a little bit at a loss with excitement. Anyone who enters this venue can get a ticket from the staff, but if she remembers correctly , Baicheng should not get the number 9.

Bai Cheng smiled and rubbed her head, and said, "For me, I don't need to be lucky."

"What a despicable way." Tosaka Sakura rolled her eyes.

Baicheng laughed and said nothing, not ashamed but proud, Shi Shiran walked to the stage.

"Oh, it seems that the lucky audience is a handsome guy." When Baicheng stepped onto the stage, the lights shone on his face in time, and the host smiled enthusiastically, but did not notice the cuteness at all. The smile gradually stiffened on his face.

"Then, this lucky gentleman, what do you want to say to Miss Mengqing?" The host handed the microphone to Baicheng, and did not forget to tease him, "But don't confess, otherwise I I'm worried that people will die today."

"Don't worry, it's definitely not a confession." Baicheng took the microphone, looked at the opposite Xia Ji, and smiled, "It's been a long time. Are you happy to see me?"

"You..." Xia Ji opened her mouth, she seemed to be completely speechless in surprise, the air suddenly became silent, and the host faintly felt that something was wrong, and she instinctively said, "That..."

"Ah!" Before she finished speaking, Xia Ji screamed suddenly, clutching her stomach and said in pain, "My stomach is a little uncomfortable, let me put some makeup on first, bye!"

No one knows what the stomach discomfort has to do with makeup, but Xia Ji ran into the aisle on the right as if to escape after speaking. Not to mention that the audience looked dazed, even Baicheng I didn't expect the other party to be so decisive.

"Hey, don't run!"