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Chapter 697 The Power of Music

What exactly is this man doing? He danced indifferently in front of the prisoner. Is he mocking us?

Yes! He must be mocking us!

Looking at Yang Yu's jumping figure with rhythm, some Luo Ze soldiers felt offended. They grabbed the towering wooden fence and stared at Yang Yu with a straight smile on their faces.

The day for prisoners to interact is coming soon, and winter is over.

Hehehe, when we go out, we must sprinkle you within three days and lift your ashes.

Not all Luo Ze soldiers have hatred for Yang Yu.

Although many soldiers knew that it was Yang Yu's outstanding performance that led to many Luo Ze soldiers being caught, they had never fought with Yang Yu. Victory and defeat were common in military affairs. If they lost, they would lose. There is no need to hold a grudge against someone.

These soldiers came over to make fun of each other, and they just wanted to have fun.

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

They actually had some control over themselves and wanted to learn from Yang Yu's movements to dance.

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

Suddenly, countless cheerful notes penetrated into the ears of these Roze captives like little birds.

Watching Yang Yu dance the simple and magical dance again, they couldn't help but dance happily with the music as Yang Yu.

Several Luo Ze prisoners who were not possessed by demons shouted, "Don't jump with them!", trying to stop the Luo Ze prisoners around them.

But as soon as these Luo Ze prisoners stepped onto the point, they became more and more vigorous and could no longer stop.

For the sake of face, these Luo Ze prisoners who danced with him couldn't help but couldn't help but dance while desperately turning the blame to Yang Yu.

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

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

It must be that there is any special magic in this music and dance, yes, it must be like this.



"That's right! I feel so too.

Hey--

Hey--

Baby—”

Another soldier who danced with him said, "He definitely didn't dance because he wanted to dance, it must be because this man used some magic trick."

Seeing so many soldiers jumping up together, the other soldiers were deeply suspicious. The man must be releasing some magic. Ah, have I also been hit by magic? I can't control myself anymore.

Yang Yu's music and dance were like a plague spreading rapidly.

Only those who cannot hear music and cannot see Yang Yu's dance posture can survive.

More and more soldiers of Luo Ze who were unaware of the truth joined the carnival, just like a young man who had been suppressed for a long time when he passed by the square, he heard extremely dynamic music and couldn't help but dance.

Do you think the square dance aunt understands what is popular?

Wrong, all they want is a bright and fast pace of joy.

Whoever can create the rhythm of truly conquering the square dance aunt can lead the trend.

Although the prisoner camp would give the prisoners of the Roze Empire a certain amount of freedom, they were always in a foreign country and suppression was essential. How could they control this cheerful and passionate music?

Following the mass dance steps, these Roze prisoners picked up the happy time they had before joining the army and indulged in it.

After stopping the dance, Yang Yu pressed the switch of the radio.

As the music came to an abrupt end, the leaping soldiers of Luo Ze also stopped dancing, and there was an indescribable emptiness in their hearts.

The cheerful and rhythmic sound could not be removed 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, leaving them unable to sleep all night.

This is the power of music.

After putting off the radio, Yang Yu looked back and smiled at all the prisoners Luo Ze who were looking at him.

This smile instantly penetrated the defense line in many Luo Ze soldiers' hearts.

Such a confident smile...

How many secrets are there in this man? What is his face hidden behind the mask? What is his strength?

These Luo Ze prisoners involuntarily developed a strong interest in Yang Yu.

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

"What's the point of that dance you just now? Do you really have the ability to tame those humans?"

Yang Yu smiled and asked back, "What do you think?"

Ias looked at the captives of Luo Ze not far away. They were divided into two factions, fearing each other, looking at Yang Yu with different eyes.

Regardless of whether these Luo Ze prisoners had seen Yang Yu before, they were deeply impressed by Yang Yu this time.

If they returned to the Roze Empire, they would definitely tell others about what they are today, intentionally or unintentionally...

Thinking of this, Oasi understood that the meaning of Yang Yu doing this was to expand his influence in the Luoze Empire Army. However, after expanding his influence, Oasi didn't know what Yang Yu wanted to do...

Well, I should learn how he looks to figure out his thoughts. I don’t know now, but I will definitely know in the future.

At that time, let’s see how different what you think is from him.

Oas didn't bother with the meaning of Yang Yu doing that, and followed Yang Yu and the others to look at several orcs who came from the city gate.

"What's going on with this riot? Did you do it?"

The person who spoke was a little panda orc who was dragging a nine-ring tail. He was not tall, and was quiet and dressed in a golden and orange Wansheng Guo civil official robe.

He is the head of Xiaoye City and one of the ministers in charge of prisoner exchange this time, named Qingzhu.

Originally, he was having a passionate discussion with other members of the messenger group about the list of people he had just obtained, and a report on the abnormality of the prisoner camp came.

As a last resort, Qingzhu had to put aside the discussion for the time being and take a look at the gate of the city.

Before he reached the city gate, Qingzhu heard the extremely cheerful beat and the neat stomping sound from afar.

That kind of noise is at least at the level of hundreds of people.

This is under the dragon's nose. Dozens of people have been considered a large-scale riot, let alone hundreds of people.

Turning his black eyes, Qingzhu looked at Yang Yu from top to bottom. Judging from the reports he received, it was the man in front of him that caused chaos.

Qingzhu felt that Yang Yu looked familiar at first glance. After carefully examining, she realized that the person in front of her was exactly the man Mindalak mentioned. It was exactly the same as he imagined. When he got closer and smelled it, he did have a bit of a human smell on his body.
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