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Chapter 1955 General Order!(1/2)

Qin Yan stepped on the platform and held the pipa back. His five fingers were like swords. With a strong stroke, a noisy sound rang out from the pipa.

Accompanied by the sound of beast drums, it is simply a nightmare on earth.

"It sounds so ugly!"

"It's so fucking disgusting!"

"This song is played randomly. If I go up, it will be better than this one."

...

The Squid King and the others all laughed.

General Black Bone's face tightened. He felt that Qin Yan was playing tricks on him.

He was carrying a spear and was about to walk up, but at this moment, the breath in his body actually started to riot with the noise.

"What kind of song is this?"

General Black Bone's expression was stunned and stopped again.s11;

Qin Yan was as if possessed, with a crazy face. Almost afterimages appeared on his five fingers, and they frequently fell on the pipa.

The demonic spirit aura around him gathered into a vortex, spinning wildly, galloping back and forth outside the entire camp.

Suddenly, everyone's skeleton warriors, whose eyes flashed out of their eyes, raised the weapons in their hands and pointed at the sky, as if responding to Qin Yan's call, making waves of roars.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Several skeleton generals were also infected.

Every string that Qin Yan plucked seemed to have magic power, which could touch their hearts, make their spirits excited, and make their blood burn.

A good man is determined by all directions.

Good man, full of courage.

A good soldier, no one can stand for him.

General Black Bone breathed rapidly. Even though he had the strength of the Immortal Lord, he also felt the passionate blood surging at this time.

He held the spear in his hand tightly, and he wanted to lead his men to the camp of General Black Wolf for a refreshing battle of life and death.

Finally, they understood this group of fierce soldiers.

The pipa song played by Qin Yan seemed to be messy and very unpleasant, but only those warriors who had experienced fighting could listen to it, and only those warriors who were ready to die could understand the emotions.

Kill, live or die.

Fight, win or lose.

When you hold a long hair and step on the war horse and charge on the battlefield, you have no turning back. You are so confused and noisy that you are all considered a ball. If you can kill one, you will make a profit.

This pipa song is the song that belongs to the demon world.

This pipa song is for the Black Bone Mountain warriors to listen to.

"Okay, so sissy."

"From today on, you Qin Yan will be a friend of our Black Bone Camp."

General Black Bone has always been so good, but he only looks at him. Even if he is a pig, he can be called a brother.

All of them, including him, clenched their fists and hit their chests. They made a thud sound, like a series of war drums, shocking the sky and shaking thousands of miles away.

Qin Yan's face was ferocious and his blood was boiling.

He suddenly felt a sense of depression, as if there was a huge amount of power, which was sealed in his heart and had to roar out.

The strong wind roared.

Blood moon in the sky.

Qin Yan held the pipa, waved his hand, and said loudly: "Get wine."

Fairy Yu swallowed, poured a glass of wine in person, stepped onto the station, and for some reason, subconsciously knelt on one knee, raised his hands, and handed it to Qin Yan.

Qin Yan drank a loud drink, and the wine glass fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

He sang in the wind, his desolate voice, rough tone, unruly character and high fighting spirit, which gathered a magnificent battle song:

Push on,

The Qiang flute is cold.

Listen to the drum beats thousands of times,

The iron hooves travel westward without boundaries.

The sunset in the desert.

The waning moon is in the sky.

Holding a three-foot green edge,

Who will listen to the Triumph Report?

...

Accompanied by the sound of the beast drum, Qin Yan's voice was sad and desolate.

The black bone general's nose felt sore, and two lines of tears flowed out unconsciously. The bitterness and depression in his heart were finally released at this moment.

yes!

Qin Yan's singing is a portrayal of them.

In such a desolate place, I don’t know how many times the drum beats with Leng Yue, and I hold the weapon in my hand. Even if I win, who can I tell you?

He suddenly became confused.

He suddenly became very tired.

At this moment, Qin Yan's singing suddenly changed, like a sharp sword, blooming with his own sharp edge.

Flag scroll.s11;

The mountains and rivers are chaotic,

March in the middle of the night,

How many people will fight on the battlefield?

Resentment, resentment, resentment!

Long horizontal knife

Handle the sword,

Go forward,

I never had any passion,

Fight, fight, fight!

...

When the last three words "War" were shouted out from Qin Yan's mouth, the beast drums and pipa in the audience all reached their peak.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The demonic spirit aura in the sky fell wildly and was instilled into everyone.

Including General Black Bone, he changed his sadness just now, held weapons and followed Qin Yan, roaring wildly.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

The entire Black Bone Camp has almost become a battlefield, with a huge fighting spirit and is very terrifying.

Qin Yan held the pipa back and stopped slowly, his eyes were cold. Looking around, even the Black Bone General was a little afraid.

Whose kind of person can play such a song?

What kind of person can have such feelings?

It's so tragic!

So enthusiastic!

Just this pipa song is a shocking ancient and modern times, and it is enough to be famous throughout the ages.

As for Fairy Yu, he poured a glass of wine, still kneeled on one knee, and said respectfully: "Immortal Qin Yan. Please."

Qin Yan took the wine glass and drank it all again.
To be continued...
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