The last one successfully reached the top, Tsing Yi didn't care what method was used, and the four 10-point evaluations also made everyone feel worthy of this song.
I won't say what song is sung, but the live broadcast ended in less than an hour and a half.
It's not good to toss anymore.
Temporary singing can't decide anything, and follow-up works can prove the final ranking.
After the broadcast, Tsing Yi thoughtfully played with the thousand-faced demon spider in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were lined up: "Sister, a guest is coming." ” The pheasant smiled noncommittally, and with a wave of the jade hand, a figure staggered in.
"Tsing Yi!"
The old man glanced at the pheasant with some vigilance, obviously knowing the picture of Tsing Yi and the pheasant live broadcast together, "Why are you with her?"
” Tsing Yi put down the thousand-faced demon spider in his hand, shook his head and said, "This is my life." ” The old man was stunned, and his expression was a little complicated: "You know everything?"
” That's right, he wasn't the old man's son, and he had expected it when he learned that he was in the same place as the pheasant.
"Sit."
Tsing Yi waved his hand, and a bluestone appeared in front of him, lined with a coffee table, and a chair appeared on the opposite side.
The old man hesitated for a while, Tsing Yi Gu Bo's unsurprised expression did not show any hostility, so he simply sat down directly.
"Please start your show."
Tsing Yi made a joke.
The old man rolled his eyes: "Okay, stinky boy, no matter how you say it, Lao Tzu has raised you for sixteen years." ” Tsing Yi shrugged his shoulders and didn't take a stubble.
The pheasant poured a cup of tea for the two of them.
"That's it, I'll just get it straight."
The old man was a little helpless, "Sixteen years ago, you suddenly appeared in the Qing family. ” Sudden appearance?
He didn't quite understand what it meant.
"It doesn't sound right, but that's exactly what it is."
The old man shrugged his head and spread his hands.
"It's abrupt."
Tsing Yi Road.
In this way, his origin has become a mystery again.
"Anyway, this dad should still be called."
Tsing Yi said with a smile.
In fact, from the moment the painting style collapsed, the world could no longer be treated with normalcy.
The old man was also relieved when he heard this, the existence of Tsing Yi really made him feel the pressure.
"I'm a little curious, what is there on Earth that needs to be guarded?"
Then Tsing Yi asked.
He still remembers the look of his mother at the beginning.
The old man frowned slightly, as if he didn't want to speak.
Tsing Yi was not in a hurry, took a sip of tea, and waited.
"A knife."
In the end, the old man replied ugly.
"Knives?"
Tsing Yi is interested, what kind of knife can make the old man surpass the strength of the tribulation so nervous?
"Dream Spirit?"
On the side, the pheasant suddenly spoke, and the slightly puzzled voice was extremely crisp.
"How do you know!"
The old man's pupils shrank, and the space around him suddenly shook.
"Dream Spirit ......"
Tsing Yi is a bit strange, the name of this knife is the opposite of Reimu.
"Dream Spirit, it is the twin weapon of Lingmeng, and it is called another name, which is the Sword of Justice."
The pheasant patiently did science popularization for Tsing Yi.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
"Poof!"
Rolling his eyes, the tea that Tsing Yi had not swallowed sprayed the old man's face.
Anyway, no matter how he feels, he is a little secondary.
Watching everyone discussing good and evil, the full sense of picture is really inexpressible.
The old man wiped the tea off his face and became even more depressed.
"This is also true."
Sighing, the old man slumped in his chair, "I don't know how the news got out, countless unknown creatures want to invade the earth, for this knife." ” Tsing Yi retracted the expression on his face just now, and Pheasant continued to explain: "As a sword of justice, the dream spirit is a weapon that the evil spirit wants to destroy, and ordinary people want to get. ” "Reimu is different, Reimu is an evil soldier, no one dares to go to the place where it is, and besides, no one knows where Reimu is."
Speaking of this, the pheasant winked and smiled at Tsing Yi.
Obviously, she knew.
Tsing Yi started to have a headache again, he really wanted to find a place where there was no right and wrong to eat and wait for death, that is, the system is a fucking thing that always tosses some small shrimp to Huo Huohe, the main source of prestige is also the earth, if there is no earth, only relying on the unknown world, it is completely a dream to suffer the consumption of the system.
The biggest secret is still in the system.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be so much of a problem.
"So what do you do now?"
As a last resort, Tsing Yi asked.
"The existence of the dream spirit will only make the earth more dangerous, I was born as an earthling, so naturally I can't watch it destroy like this."
The old man put away his previous helplessness and looked serious.
Tsing Yi sighed, such a weapon, placed on such a small earth, which can't even become dust, said that it will face more disasters.
"Where's the Dreamling?"
This is the last question Tsing Yi wants to ask.
The old man suddenly looked strange, even the green pheasant covered his mouth and chuckled, Tsing Yi was a little confused, he seemed to know something terrible.
So, pointing to his nose: "In my place?!"
” The old man touched his nose and coughed lightly: "In order to leave a way back, your mother sealed the dream spirit in your body when you spoke." ” Tsing Yi:(╯‵□′)╯(┴─┴ I lost it, and I said for a long time that labor and management are the root cause?!
"How did I not know?"
He's a little stunned, what kind of god is this unfolding!
"Does my brother dream a lot?"
"Or is it that kind of dream that resembles a mosaic?"
” Tsing Yi nodded.
Correct.
What is the connection between these two things?
"Because the dream spirit can affect all negative things, maybe because my brother has more secrets, the role of the dream spirit becomes smaller."
Here's the explanation.
Tsing Yi was still so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
That's the truth he wants?
"At the same time, because of the influence of the dream spirit, my brother will become a blessed person."
Halfway through speaking, the pheasant pouted, "It's the kind of RP that is so good that it explodes." ” “……” Glancing at the thousand-faced demon spider in his hand, he was sure that this was true......
Rubbing his temples, Tsing Yi said, "How do I feel, you two are in the same group?"
” Pheasant shook her head: "I'm just explaining to my brother." ” This wave of explanations is simply killing your brother, and the mentality is blowing up!
The old man came to make up for the sword: "The earth still depends on you." ” Rely on you M!
Tsing Yi glared at the old man fiercely: "If you don't kiss your son, you just frame me, watch the fight!"
” The old man's face was green, and he ran away.
"Hey, hey, little rabbit, let's call me daddy!"
"Whew!
You're a bad old man, you're bad!
” The surrounding space oscillated, and the sparks from the collision from time to time made a huge sound spread into the distance, and the originally calm sea surface also set off waves of hundreds of meters at this moment, sweeping outward.
After several rounds, it ended as a vertically falling figure slammed down on the sand.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
"Humph!"
Tsing Yi returned to the recliner, clapped his hands, the coffee table on the side had already been lifted for him, he was drinking fat house water, looking at the feet in the distance were still twitching, swollen into a pig's head, and the strange creatures that could no longer be seen as they were, said leisurely: "Sample."