Many indignant voices of condemnation sounded in the middle of the manhua, accusing them of "fake advertisements" to deceive people.

Li Yishan and Wu Yuzhen didn't know Mingyue Tower, nor did they know Zhang Chu'er, but after hearing the discussions around them, they could also hear the whole story.

Wu Yuzhen said: "Manhuaju is not authentic, although Zhang Chu'er's standard is indeed very high."

Li Yishan nodded, but said, "The sound of Chu'er is crisp and unfavorable. The whole song sounds sad but not hurt. It has reached the point where the Master said when talking about music, "sad but not hurt." I didn't expect that there are such people in Chengdu."

Zhang Chu'er below seemed not to hear the discussion around him, and smiled sweetly, "Chu'er is just throwing bricks and attracting jade. Today's real master is not a little girl."

The sound is like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, crisp and sweet, making the surrounding atmosphere clear.

More than a dozen surprised eyes were cast into the field.

What does this mean?

Zhang Chu'er had no intention of explaining, but gave up with a little blessing.

Then everyone saw a woman with a strange appearance walking onto the stage.

"What is this? Are you singing a big show?" Wu Yuzhen showed curiosity.

In the flower pot, Du Wenxing (it was indeed him) eyes narrowed, "Huaguanguan? She is here too?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by Huaguan.

In addition to her beauty, it is more because of her weird dress.

Why do you think?

It turned out that Huaguanguan, who appeared at this time, had high-waisted felt boots, red leather armor, and a silver wool helmet. However, the feathers on the helmet were replaced with bright wild pheasant feathers, and with his eyes wide open and pursed, looking at the handsome face in the distance, the sword-holder in his right hand was a heroic young and beautiful general.

"What a handsome guy!" Wu Yuzhen even had her hometown dialect.

In the hall, the audience was surprised by this unprecedented dress, and suddenly heard a low and desolate sound behind the stage. Compared with the leisurely sorrow of the autumn in Jiangnan just now, this long and heavy bass-heavy sound emitted a different kind of vastness outside the desert.

With the long-lasting Xiao Sheng, I heard the beautiful general on the stage sing and sing:

"The horse has newly crossed the white jade saddle, and after the battle, the moonlight is cold on the battlefield. The sound of iron drums on the top of the city is still shaking, and the blood of the golden knife in the box has not dried up."

"Brown horse, moonlight, iron drum, golden knife", in the vast sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the silence, the listeners immediately came to the battlefield after the battle on the battlefield. The moonlight was cool, the corpse was everywhere, and the city tower was stained with blood. It was in this background that the singing of the stage continued to come again:

"When I was drunk, I looked at the sword with my lamp, and dreamed of blowing the horns and camps. I divided my troops under my command for eight hundred miles, and I turned the sound of fifty strings. I drew soldiers on the battlefield. The horses were made of horses, and the bow was as fast as thunder and strings. I ended the affairs of the king and won the reputation of his life. Poor white happened."

The woman's voice was extremely hoarse. If it were normal, everyone would be afraid of being booed.

However, with the cooperation of this fierce and fierce battlefield poem, it complements each other and makes her voice change from flaws to special, which makes people's hearts very touching.

Especially the sentence "Pityless White" combined with her voice brings an extremely desolate and sad mood!

As the lyrics were sang, a fierce drum sounded.

The sound of the flute also changed with it, and it became extremely short.

The sound of the flute and the drum beats resonated, and in a moment, it simulated the sound of horses running their hooves. The sound of Xiao Yin became shorter and shorter, and the drum sound became more and more intense.

Everyone seemed to see the horses running faster and faster on the vast grassland, and the listener's heart also became more and more anxious, and the beating became more and more anxious...

The singing changed again, and the tone suddenly rose:

"The volcano should be hotter in June, and there will be no pedestrians at the intersection of Chiting Road.

I know that you are used to being in Qilian City, how can you be worried about seeing the moon on the wheel of the Taiwan Strait?

Take off your saddle and go to the restaurant house temporarily and send you thousands of miles to attack Hu.

Fame and fortune are only taken from the moment, and they are truly a hero and a husband."

The Great Zhou Dynasty was full of civil and military affairs, and did not value martial artists.

But at this moment, the crowd of literati and poets were inspiring in the lyrics of Huaguanguan.

Especially those young listeners, this lyrics, songs, and voices...

Just as a torch was thrown into the pile of turmeric oil, the blood suddenly boiled, and someone couldn't help but sang: "Famousness is only taken from the right time, you are really a heroic husband!"

It was Li Yishan and Wu Yuzhen who were both excited and felt aroused. They muttered and recited these two lines. When they looked at the young beautiful general on the stage, they vaguely felt that the other party was really a general who had returned from a hundred battles.

After one go, the sound of the sound of the sound never stopped, but became more and more rapid. Hua Guan on the stage also raised the slightly hoarse voice three points again, "Famousness is only taken to the right time, it is really a hero and a husband." The two sentences are repeated, and this is the case three times, and each time there is a superposition, and the song is finally received.

The three-step up sounds that have been raised gradually set the atmosphere to the extreme.

Although Hua Guan Guan’s voice is not as beautiful and gentle as it is popular now, its high notes are extremely high, which makes Du Wenxing want to use tenor techniques and the previous song.

Fortunately, he held it back.

However, the old and young men in the building did not have as much concern as he did. The repetition of each note of Huaguan Guan could attract more people to join loudly. By the time the third note, the rolling sound of harmony was already far away through the long street, which attracted countless people in Huaiyufang to stop inexplicably. On the day of the establishment of the flower house, a song could be as powerful as this before.

The rolling Kasumi lasted about half a stick of incense before gradually stopping. Hua Guanguan, who was heroic on the stage, took off his helmet, and the entire building suddenly lit up.

Beautiful and incomparable!

Although Huaguanguan had not covered her face before, the helmet's forehead protection and the extended nose protection covered half of her face, so although people could see that she looked good, they could not get a glimpse of her appearance.

So when Huaguanguan showed his charming face as if it was like a flower, the crowd calmed down a little, and then a burst of crazy shouts sounded again, venting the excitement in his heart.

Huaguan bowed from all sides and then stepped back into the curtain.

In the second floor private room, a man was staring at Huaguanguan who was retreating.

This person is about forty years old, with a slender figure and white skin as white as snow. His thin face has a pair of gloomy but clever eyes, plus a passionate and sentimental mouth and five long beards.

This man was dressed in a scribe costume and was elegant, but his behavior was very strict.

This girl is good!

This voice and this tune are refreshing.

"Sir, do you want the young man to find this girl to serve him?" A man dressed in a servant bent behind him and asked.

The man pondered for a moment and nodded, "Go! Tell the lady that I will prepare a little wine to celebrate her."

Shortly after the servant left, he turned around, followed by Huaguanguan, who took off his armor and changed into women's clothing, and gave a gift with a smile: "Marquis Ningyuan is here, the little woman Huaguanguan is polite."
Chapter completed!