Looking at Xu Yi, who was singing with a erotic look on his face, Qu Miaomiao was stunned, and countless audience members in the audience were also stunned.

Behind, the musicians with misogynistic musicians looked at each other, looking confused.

Xu Yi sang it in a cappella, but it also has a unique rhythm. The lyrics are arrogant, the attitude is arrogant, and it is rich in life philosophy, giving people a very catchy feeling.

Seeing that Qu Miaomiao was not stopped, the musicians simply took the initiative to dubb Xu Yi.

They are all the most professional talents. After listening to Xu Yi's songs once, they can immediately select the right instruments for accompaniment.

In an instant, the music started and the drum beat was correct. Xu Yi's voice blessed with energy and could spread everywhere without a microphone.

After adding the soundtrack, this arrogant song looks more rhythmic.

Before I knew it, someone started singing in a low voice, and immediately felt like he was brainwashed.

A few minutes later, when Xu Yi's song ended, Qu Miaomiao's eyes were already shining.

"The King of Southern Xinjiang still understands music theory!"

"Understand."

"One more song!" Qu Miaomiao said.

"Not very good, after all, it's Fairy Miaomiao's special show." Xu Yi said.

Qu Miaomiao stamped her feet and acted coquettishly: "One more song!"

"The King of Southern Xinjiang has another song!"

"Let me have another song! Support the King of Southern Xinjiang!"

Some people also began to follow the trend and shout.

Xu Yi coughed lightly: "Then... let's have another song?"

"Come on!"

"The next song is called "I'm talking about it," I'm talking about it, and I'm talking about it, and I'm talking about it, and I'm talking about it, and I'm talking about it, and I'm talking about it, I'm talking about it, I'm talking about it, I'm talking about it, I'm talking about it, I'm talking about it, I'm talking about it, I'm talking about it, I'm picking up a lot of flowers, I'm picking up a lot of flowers here..."

Everyone was almost going crazy.

The impact of this song is too wide, and it has almost damaged all the genius beauties.

But just such a song has arrogance and domineering aura, which makes people feel very angry when they hear it.

Qu Miaomiao listened with a smile, as if she couldn't understand the lyrics.

Then, one song, one song, one song, one song, one song.

The Kingdom of God Palace.

Golden Tile Glazed Hall.

"The Emperor is above, and the King of Southern Xinjiang appears! Singing at Qu Miaomiao's special performance." The old palace servant waved his hand, and an illusory picture appeared in front of Bai Yujing.

Bai Yujing raised his eyebrows slightly: "So fast?"

"It's really incredible. In less than twenty days, he actually broke out." The old palace servant was a little excited.

Xu Yi is a young man he is optimistic about, but he also underestimated Xu Yi's excellence.

It is difficult to survive in a terrible place like the Black Death Prison, let alone breaking out.

Xu Yi did it.

And it took less than twenty days.

If Xu Yi was trying to seize the miracle battle of Jianmen Pass, then he would definitely rely on his true strength to break out of the Black Death Prison and not be able to do anything false.

This is true, creating miracles!

"Has that old lunatic come out?" Bai Yujing asked.

The old palace servant said, "I'll go check it right away."

“No need to check.”

Bai Yujing said lightly: "Unless the strong man in the Shenzang Realm takes action, he will not be able to find him. Let him do it, if..."

Bai Yujing didn't say the rest, but there was a murderous intent in his eyes flashing.

The air suddenly became quiet, and only Xu Yi's singing kept floating out of the illusory light curtain.

"This kid actually has the heart to sing outside." The old palace servant said with a little dissatisfaction.

Bai Yujing smiled: "He is demonstrating."

"Demonstration?"

"The gods are so peaceful, Xu Mutian is a qualified messenger." Bai Yujing said.

Just at this moment, Xu Yi's singing came out: "There is a Yu Jingjing who likes to wear skirts, but she doesn't have to be a little Dingding..."

"Beat him to death for this emperor! Let Xuan Tianli beat him to death!"

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

On the Saint's Pavilion, Baiyi laughed so hard that tears flowed out.

But no one knows whether these tears are laughing or excited.

"Bad guy! I really didn't disappoint!"

Baiyi suppressed the urgency to find Xu Yi immediately. She sat by the window, wrapped her knees with her hands around her, leaned against the wall, listened to Xu Yi singing, and hummed a few words in her mouth.

The rhythm is simple but magical, and it is popular and can keep up immediately.

As time passes, the sky gradually becomes darker.

Qu Miaomiao's special performance attracted billions of audiences, but most of them came for Xu Yi's songs.

Most of the time, Xu Yi occupied the magpie's nest.

"It's gone, I've been paid out all the inventory."

Facing the repeated shouts from the audience, Xu Yi shrugged and his expression suddenly became serious: "Finally, please allow me to advertise here for the sake of my singing hard: I have Shura bloodline! If you want to kill me, you can come to the Southern Xinjiang Palace. I will open the door of the mansion and welcome to fight!"

"So arrogant!"

"So handsome!"

"Zhang Yang is too much, and a disaster is coming!"

"I think this kind of freedom is even more admirable. It's better than hiding and sneaking."

"What I care more about is how he escaped from the Black Death Prison."

"I love you, I love you, such a king of Southern Xinjiang, has no fear of being so angry!"

There were many discussions and everything was said.

There are praises and criticisms, and there are many things.

But Xu Yi was not shaken by anyone's words.

He came out of the Black Death Prison to declare to the whole world and become the focus of attention of the whole world.

When countless eyes gather, some shameless old guys can avoid coming secretly.

It seems to be full of dangers, but in fact it solves the most fatal problem.

Under the sunset, Xu Yi stood outside the gate of the Southern Xinjiang Palace.

Pushing the door opens and is deserted.

But then, Xu Yi smelled the fragrance of the food.

"I'm back, I'm having a meal."

Her hair was tied up in white, revealing her slender pink neck as swan. She held two pairs of bowls and chopsticks and smiled slightly at Xu Yi.

Xu Yi was a little dazed, and after a while, he smiled and nodded: "Yes, I'm back."

"Wash your hands and eat."

"hug."

"It's annoying."

"Then we hug you first..."

Hugging her soft body in white clothes, Xu Yi felt peaceful inside.

"Let's have a meal."

"good."

The two sat facing each other, and Baiyi served a bowl of rice for Xu Yi. After Xu Yi took it, he picked up a chopstick of green pepper shredded pork and put it in his mouth, and chewed it with the rice.

"They are in the palace?" Xu Yi asked.

"On the 15th, the Lord of the Tianlong Kingdom came from news..."

While eating, Baiyi said what happened.
To be continued...