Reverend Insanity: Sixty-fourth section: Cut Hu

The sea in the night, the wind is howling and the tide is surging. ???

From the depths of the black sea floor, a series of light beads suddenly lit up. Then the heated drum beat, the sound of Qing Yue's piano echoed in the sound of waves.

A dozen dozen samurai warriors, wearing classical armor made of shells, holding a huge snow-white shell, floating along the way. Behind them, the people sang and danced around the two daughters Xie Anmo and Dong Lei. Further behind, there are countless people who, with high enthusiasm, want to witness the last test.

The giant shell emerges from the water, and the waves slap on the huge shells, stirring up the waves.

Around the shell, the samurai warriors tried their best to hold on.

The shell of the giant shell opens slowly, this is a natural stage.

Of course, the shell is not small, but it is left after the death of the beast giant voice shell. The shell has a large number of sound tracks, even if a mortal speaks in the shell, it can expand the sound and spread it far and far.

Dong Lei boarded the shell first.

Countless people float on the sea and look forward to it.

In a corner, in a squatter-like house, Bu Sulian looked at the cold wave patriarch next to him, "You have such confidence in Dong Lei? Those who came to power first have inherent disadvantages. "

The chief of the Hanchao smiled slightly: "You look good, there is no magical thing here."

Bu Sulian took a deep look at the head of the Hanchao clan, and immediately turned her eyes on the giant sound shell.

Dong Lei started singing.

The clearer and clearer the singing, the more people fall into this wonderful singing.

For a time, the sound of Dong Lei was lingering within a thousand miles under the conduction of giant sound shells. Even the surging wave sound was suppressed below.

The Tatar people are born with singing voices of other races, and they can sing extremely beautiful songs.

According to human standards, every tartar is a natural singer.

This is because there are abundant watercourse marks on the sultry body. And in their throat, there is a piece of cartilage, which is full of sound marks.

For a period of time in history, people slaughtered crickets in order to remove the cartilage of the sound channels in their throats. This is an excellent sound material.

And the maidservants who compete for the saints have more singing voices than the majority.

Living by the sea, you will hear a similar legend. Sailors on the boat are fascinated when they hear the singing of the people. They forget the time and the direction. in.

This is not an exaggeration, it is a fact.

Dong Lei ’s singing is very beautiful, which makes most people very intoxicated, but Fang Yuan and his party are ugly, some are angry, some are frowning. Even Xie Momo, who had always been calm, at this moment changed his face slightly, and there was a shock and sadness in the beautiful eyes.

"What's going on?"

"Why did Donglei actually sing the song we prepared in advance?!"

The two guards, Blue Scale and Red Scale, stare at each other with anger.

Fang Yuan's face was extremely gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's not easy? There has been a traitor among us, so we can report to the enemy!"

The two guards, Blue Scale and Red Scale, looked at each other and looked at Fang Yuan again.

Fang Yuan and the two of them stared at each other without fear: "The song we prepared, only the four of us know, the traitor must be among us. Who are you two?"

Xie Anmo is definitely not going to know the enemy, so the remaining three people Fangyuan, Blue Scale and Red Scale must have traitors.

"Fart!"

"You are the traitor!"

The blue scales and red scales were so angry that they blushed and had thick necks.

Xie Momo sighed and shook her head slightly: "It may not be true that there was a traitor. Maybe our preparation was detected by the other party's special channel means."

"Hahaha." In the distance, the cold wave tribe in the squatter house laughed.

Bu Sulian is already following Xie Yimo and others, and now she sees their strange expressions, and she immediately understands, her eyes brightened: "You have traitor in her side?"

The patriarch of Hanchao sneered more than once: "That's for sure! This little girl Xie Anmo is too tender and wants to fight with me, it's too naive. You don't know, I paid a huge price to insert such a level of traitor."

Bu Sulian's eyes are shining brightly: "It is indeed the patriarch of the cold wave. No matter how much the price is paid, it is now worth the money. Since Dong Lei sang Xie Aimo's song, then Xie Aimo cannot sing the same song, she There is almost no song to sing, and it has been pushed into despair. "

Xie Anmo was calculated by the cold chiefs!

The final test of the competition maiden is to sing three songs. These three songs need to be carefully prepared, with the soundtrack tapeworm, the practice is proficient.

Each song has a different effect.

First, we need to calm down the storm. Second, we must attract souls. Third, sing back the sea beast.

So, despite Xie Momo preparing three and being cut off by Dong Lei first, the remaining two songs she could n’t take out because of different effects.

"What to do?" The blue guards and the red guards were anxious like ants on a hot pot.

"Abominable, abominable, and finally came to this point, and was framed."

"Useless, it's too late to prepare now!"

"This must be the trick of the patriarch of the cold wave, we exposed it and made him lose his reputation!" Red Scale shouted.

Fang Yuan looked at him with an idiot's gaze: "Do you have evidence? Who can believe in empty words? At that time, they will fight back and sue you for scamming. What do you do?"

"Uh." Redscale Guards paused.

Xie Yimo sighed quietly: "Since that is the case, let's forget it."

"Master Saint?" The blue scale and red scale guards froze.

Xie Anmo smiled bitterly: "You can leave now, let's go. While there is still a little time, leave here."

Xie Anmo failed to compete for the Virgin, and is no longer a Virgin. In this way, she will inevitably be counterattacked by the new maiden Dong Lei and the patriarch of the cold wave, and she will inevitably be desolate.

In order not to drag the three followers around her, even if there may be traitors among them, Xie Yimo is willing to buy some time for them.

"Master Saint ..." After understanding Xie Yimo's intentions, the two guards, Blue Scale and Red Scale, choked.

The anomaly here has long caused everyone's attention.

"What's happening there?"

"It seems something terrible happened!"

"They are panicked, haha, it seems that the song of Lord Dong Lei made them despair!"

"Xie Anmo is finished." In the squatter room, Bu Sulian sighed sighingly.

The leader of the Hanchao clan laughed, "Although this battle was defeated, although I can't help the old things of the clan, but I must give Xie Momo a good deal of humiliation before I can vent my hatred!"

Dong Lei Shi Shiran stepped down and his eyebrows fluttered: "I have calmed the waves by half a foot. Next, I'd like to see Sister Xie Momo." 8