Demon King, Don’t Run Away Chapter 697: The power of music

What on earth is this man doing? He actually danced in front of the captives without caring. Is he mocking us?

Yes! He must be mocking us!

Seeing Yang Yu's figure jumping to the rhythm, some Luo Ze soldiers felt offended. They grabbed the tall wooden fence and stared directly at Yang Yu, with smiles instead of anger on their faces.

The day for prisoner interaction is coming soon, and winter is over.

Hey hey hey, when we get out, we will scatter you and spread your ashes within three days.

Not all Luo Ze soldiers hate Yang Yu.

Although many soldiers know that it was Yang Yu's outstanding performance that led to the capture of many Luo Ze soldiers, they have never fought against Yang Yu. Victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. If you lose, you lose. There is no need to fight against him. Someone is holding a grudge.

These soldiers came over and started making noises, just for fun.

But when they heard the strange music coming from the radio and saw Yang Yu's strange dance, these soldiers who were making noise suddenly felt as if a special magic power had taken away their souls.

They actually had more control than themselves and wanted to imitate Yang Yu's movements and dance.

After dancing for a round, Yang Yu rewinded the tape, turned up the volume, and pressed play.

Suddenly, countless cheerful notes penetrated into the ears of these Luoze prisoners like little birds.

Seeing Yang Yu dance that simple yet magical dance again, they couldn't help but imitate Yang Yu and dance happily to the music.

Several non-possessed Luoze prisoners shouted: "Don't jump along!", trying to stop the surrounding Luoze prisoners.

But as soon as these prisoners of Luo Ze stepped on the point, they jumped more and more energetically and couldn't stop at all.

Due to their dignity, these captives of Luo Ze who danced with them couldn’t help but throw the blame to Yang Yu while dancing.

"It's not that I want to jump, I just can't control myself!

Ah! My dad just killed him~oh~oh~

There must be some special magic in this music and dance, yes, that must be the case.

"

"You're right! I think so too.

Hey--

Hey--

Baby——"

Another soldier who danced with him said this. He definitely didn’t dance because he wanted to. This man must have used some magic trick.

Seeing so many soldiers jumping up together, the other soldiers became deeply suspicious. That man must be releasing some kind of magic. Oh, am I also under the spell? I can't control myself.

Yang Yu’s music and dance spread like a plague.

Only those who cannot hear the music or see Yang Yu's dancing will be spared.

More and more Luo Ze soldiers who didn’t know the truth joined the carnival, just like a young man who had been depressed for a long time and heard the extremely dynamic music when passing by the square and couldn’t help but dance.

Do you think square dance aunts understand what is popular?

No, all they want is the cheerful and cheerful rhythm.

Whoever can create a rhythm that truly conquers the square dance aunties will be able to lead the trend.

Although the prisoner camp will give the prisoners of the Luoze Empire a certain degree of freedom, they are still in a foreign country, and suppression is essential. How can they hold back when they hear this cheerful and passionate music.

Following the dance steps of the masses, these Roze prisoners picked up the happy moments they had before joining the army and indulged in them.

Stop dancing, Yang Yu pressed the switch of the radio.

As the music stopped suddenly, the jumping Luo Ze soldiers also stopped dancing, feeling an indescribable emptiness in their hearts.

The cheerful and rhythmic voice lingered in their ears, and Yang Yu's jumping figure was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

These things will appear in front of them repeatedly in the near future, keeping them awake at night.

This is the power of music.

Putting away the radio, Yang Yu looked back at all the Luo Ze prisoners who were looking at him and smiled.

This smile instantly penetrated the defenses of many Luo Ze soldiers.

Such a confident smile...

How many secrets does this man hide? What is his face hidden behind the mask? What is his strength?

These Luo Ze prisoners couldn't help but have a strong interest in Yang Yu.

As soon as Yang Yu returned to the team, Ias tiptoed close to Yang Yu and asked in a low voice:

"Does that dance you just performed mean anything? Do you really have the ability to tame those humans?"

Yang Yu chuckled and asked, "What do you think?"

Ias looked at the Luo Ze prisoners not far away. They were divided into two groups: those who were still interested and those who were afraid. They each looked at Yang Yu with different eyes.

No matter whether these Luo Ze prisoners had seen Yang Yu before, they all left a deep impression on Yang Yu this time.

If they return to the Luoze Empire, they will definitely tell others what happened today, consciously or unconsciously...

Thinking of this, Ias understood that the meaning of Yang Yu's actions was to expand his influence in the Luoze Imperial Army. However, after expanding his influence, Ias did not know what Yang Yu wanted to do. .....

Well, I should learn from him and try to figure out his thoughts. If I don’t know now, I will definitely know in the future.

When the time comes, see how different your thoughts are from his.

Ias did not worry about the meaning of Yang Yu's actions, and followed Yang Yu and others to look at the several orcs who came from the city gate after hearing the news.

"What is this commotion about? Is it your fault?"

The speaker was a little panda orc dragging a nine-ringed tail. He was short, quiet and dressed in a golden-orange civil servant robe from the Wansheng Kingdom.

He is the chief of Xiaoye City and one of the ministers responsible for the prisoner exchange. His name is Qingzhu.

Originally, he was having a heated discussion with other members of the envoy group around the personnel list they had just obtained, when a report of abnormalities in the prisoner camp came.

As a last resort, Qingzhu could only put aside the discussion for the time being and go out to the city gate to take a look.

Before reaching the city gate, Qingzhu heard the extremely cheerful beat and the neat stamping of feet from a distance.

The kind of noise was at the level of hundreds of people.

Under the eyes of the giant dragon, dozens of people were considered a large-scale riot, let alone hundreds of people.

Rolling his dark eyes, Qingzhu looked at Yang Yu from top to bottom. Judging from the reports he received, it was the man in front of him who created the chaos.

At first glance, Qingzhu felt that Yang Yu looked familiar. After taking a closer look, he realized that the man in front of him was exactly the man Mindalak mentioned. He was exactly as he imagined. When he got closer and smelled it, he could see that It does have a bit of a human feel to it.

"Are you Lord Potato Thorns, whom Prime Minister Mindalak has high hopes for?"