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Chapter 250 The death of the wedding (7)

When the wine girl brought Wu Yonglin a golden wine basin that covered her entire face, Wu Yonglin realized that things were not very good.

The role between the two has now changed. Wu Yonglin becomes a wine girl, and the wine girl becomes a drinker. If Wu Yonglin can't answer, he may be unconscious by a pot of strong liquor. A nation who drinks with a washbasin is so fierce that he can poke the UFOs in the sky with a bamboo pole.

Drinker: Four ancient scoops are hung in all directions. Can you tell me one by one? If you don’t say it, you should drink this wine.

Wu Yonglin:...

At this time, Wu Yonglin was completely confused. Even though the wine girl repeated it again with Chinese language, Wu Yonglin was still confused.

In order to cooperate with Wu Yonglin's humiliation, King Yundan signaled that all the guests would be quiet. When everyone casts contemptuous eyes, everyone was intoxicated, carefree, refreshed, and purified their souls. The high-pitched singing echoed, rotated, and amplified on the plateau.

"Who brought the call from ancient times

Who left behind the thousand-year prayer

Is there any speechless song

Still the long-lasting love

I saw mountains

Mountains and rivers

Mountains and rivers are connected

Yes,

That's the Tubo Plateau

Who is looking at the blue sky day and night

Who longs forever dreams

Is there any song of praise?

Still the solemnity that seems unchangeable..."

The high notes were perfectly interpreted and sublimated after Wu Yonglin's energy sinks into his dantian. It was quiet at the beginning and quiet at the end. Everyone had never heard such a wonderful sound. When the various primitive wildness in the song was infinitely amplified, the bursting sound of the music instantly petrified the people around him.

Jiuer felt that her soul seemed to be penetrated by this strong voice, and suddenly she had a sense of evolution outside the world. She gently embraced the tranquility in her pure and transparent indifference, galloped in the vast brightness, and at the same time she felt as if she had fallen into the vast sea. She just swam so happily. She felt that she had transformed into a dragon, soaring in the blue sky for a while, and then plunged into the blue sea, enjoying her fastest life.

King Yundan looked as if he was as stupid as a wooden chicken. Tubo people were good at singing, but he had never heard the strongest voice shouting on the top of the mountain as if he was immersed in it. This reminded him of his prime. He once stood on the top of the mountain and sang with a woman from another tribe. He shouted at the top of his lungs. In the end, because his voice did not have the lethality and piercing power of Wu Yonglin today, he missed the love he had told. This beautiful and loud song seemed to bring him back to those unbearable years. If there was this song today, there would never be the regret hidden in his heart.

Wu Yonglin gasped, and the just-end "This is the Tubo Plateau..." almost almost blew his lungs, but the effect was surprisingly good. Everyone was still immersed in the music empire they brewed. Even the singer who claimed to have the most beautiful voice and the most elegant dance posture of the Tubo Plateau saw Wu Yonglin's gaze, a obsessive look made Wu Yonglin shiver. He didn't expect that he would become this invisibly.

The "Lin fans" in the hearts of some people, then looked at the enthusiastic Tubo women running onto the stage and constantly putting Hada around their necks. However, the women did not leave, but kept pulling themselves. A little bolder actually began to touch Wu Yonglin, which reminded Wu Yonglin of the White Wolf King who was obscene. If he didn't take the opportunity to escape, he would not be able to escape the tragedy of being borrowed. He could not have thought that the retribution would come so quickly, and it seemed that he would really have to pay it back one day.

"Security, security." Wu Yonglin yelled this sentence and found something wrong, because the Tubo women became more and more crazy, and the Tubo women who rushed up to the high platform were obviously mixed with a few red-eyed Tubo people. After listening to a song, these people turned into a wolf that wanted to bite people, and even a fool would not believe it.

"Our song is not over yet, please go back to your original position."

Wu Yonglin finished speaking, those Tubo women disappeared like a wind and clouds. Wu Yonglin enjoyed the feeling of calling the wind and rain, and the stars swaying the moon. Looking at the assassins mixed in the center of the crowd, Wu Yonglin just cast a mocking look with contempt.

Wu Yonglin: I want to talk about the four ancient scoops in all directions. There is an ancient bronze scoop on the east end, which symbolizes the strong aroma of Han tea; there is a long-handled scoop on the south side, which symbolizes sweet sugar cane sugar; there is a Fu Lu scoop on the west side, which symbolizes the good and good wines on the west side, which symbolizes the good wines on the Tubo wines; there is a short-handled scoop on the north side, which symbolizes the Gangcha crystal salt.

This was the answer that Jiuer's bridesmaid was mixed in the crowd and walked up to him secretly. Wu Yonglin just modified it a little, which caused a sensation in this authentic Tubo song. People began to yearn for the beautiful life in Wu Yonglin's mouth. The excited woman even began to cry out loud, which seemed to evoke some bad memories deep in their hearts, and some of them couldn't control their emotions and began to smash things around.

Wu Yonglin never expected this strange scene in his dream. He used two songs to break the last string in his heart of a group of Tubo women who endured humiliation and kind-hearted Tubo women. It can be seen how painful these women were. Everything on the surface was like a very gorgeous bubble. When the pressure was too high, all this exploded with a bang.

Dark shadows appeared around the Deyangxia. Without saying a word, those people dragged the women who made trouble one by one. King Yundan did not allow some dissidents to cause trouble at his wedding banquet. Seeing the women fighting desperately and desperately resisting, Wu Yonglin was happy. When these women were dragged away, they actually let themselves escape from this "life and death feast".

"If you still want to listen to me singing, go to the square in front of the Potala Palace to wait for me. After I finish this glass of wine, I will go over to sing with the woman in the front."

Wu Yonglin finished speaking, the women removed them in the blink of an eye. The scene that King Yundan spent so much effort but could not control was solved by Wu Yonglin's simple words. He suddenly felt that such a person was very dangerous, so he asked Maba to bring a wine pot that only the former queen could enjoy.

A cup of wine was poured into an exquisite golden cup. Wu Yonglin pressed a button on the handle of the pot when he saw King Yundan pouring wine, and then a fox-like smile appeared on King Yundan's face. If he didn't drink such wine, King Yundan would take the opportunity to rush and let the people lying around him chop him into meat paste. I guess King Yundan wanted to do this when he saw him. He didn't need a reason to kill others, but killing this person would cause public anger. He must find a
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