Chapter 111 Ghost General 2

As soon as the officer finished roaring, he heard the noise inside, and many ghost soldiers gushed out of the barracks. Starting from the gate of the barracks, he stood in two rows with a torch in one hand and a gun in one hand, leaving a passage of hundreds of meters to the central wooden platform, which was extremely neat. In the barracks of tens of thousands of horses, you can hear a quiet needle falling to the ground in an instant, which is a scene of strict military discipline.

"Deerlang... Dangdangdang..." The sound of pipa came from the direction of the wooden platform, and the meaning of killing was obvious, which was quite ambushed on all sides.

Yue Qianchou, who was still smiling, darkened his face, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Did he pose military power with me? He was also a soldier in his previous life and had seen such scenes. He was so timid that he trembled on the spot and couldn't even walk. This is military prestige.

A momentum burst out from Yue Qianchou, and the whole person's feeling to others suddenly changed, as if he had changed. The officer standing in front of him couldn't help looking at him more.

Many of the disciples of various schools outside Yuanmen are breathing heavily and can hear clearly. Yue Qianchou glanced at the officer indifferently, as if he were looking at an ant, and the latter's body was slightly stiff. He slowly turned around and stared at the crowd, and said indifferently, "Useless things, a group of living people can still be scared by a group of ghosts. With this courage, how can they fool me in the future?" After saying that, he turned around without looking at it.

In normal times, if he dares to say such a thing, there will definitely be many people looking for him desperately. Among them, there are many people with higher cultivation than him, and no one dares to speak out at this time. Looking at his expression, Gu Qingyun couldn't tell what it was like, and a trace of shame on his face faded away.

The blue veins on the officer's neck burst out, and his face showed anger. He took a deep breath and calmed down again. He looked at Qiancholy. After seeing it, he was slightly shocked. With his cultivation in the early stage of the ghost king, which was equivalent to the early stage of human disaster, he could not see through the cultivation of . At this time, he became cautious and raised his hand to lead the way, "Please!" The attitude is very different from before.

Damn it! Face is earned by yourself. Yue Qianchou put his hands behind his back, and his eyes tilted coldly at him. Then he looked directly in front of him. He said "um" indifferently and drove forward. The ghosts standing on both sides with guns could not enter his eyes at all. The disciples of each faction were a few meters away from him, and they followed him step by step.

The hundreds of meters of military battle is a welcoming honor for some people, but for others, it is a greater and more oppressive feeling. At this time, Yue Qianchou regards it as the former, pressing the steps to move forward slowly, and his expression has not changed at all. But the footsteps of the disciples of all factions behind him were getting more and more chaotic.

It was still nearly 50 meters away from the central platform. Yue Qianchou found that the people standing on both sides had changed from ghosts to armored officers. After a double glance, he didn't look again. His eyes fell on a big man sitting on the platform in front of him.

The further you go, the clearer you can see. He is burly, his hair is tied up, and his two sword eyebrows fly obliquely into his temples. His eyes are big and bright, his eyes are like a torch, his nose is thick and his lips are thick, his face is short, and his face is plump. Dressed in gold armor, the scarlet cloak shook off the shoulder, sat in front of a long table, with a golden carved animal helmet on one end, and put a lot of fruit plates on it. The big man picked up a purple and slightly transparent wine glass, held his head high and poured it into his throat. A maid picked a grape from the table and gently put it into his mouth.

The big man chewed the grapes, glanced at Yue Qianchou and others who came, and his eyes fell on one side again, wrapped in a plain robe and held the beautiful woman playing the pipa. His every move shows the demeanor of a general. If he doesn't know that he is the king of ghosts, who can tell that he is?

Yue Qianchou led the crowd to the front of the stage to stop, glanced at the woman playing the Pipa, and secretly praised, iron-blooded tenderness, what a great general!

A man's appreciation for men is unquestionable in the eyes of Yue Qianchou. He glanced at the stage, smiled and said slowly, "Grape wine night light glass, if you want to drink the pipa, you will urge it immediately. Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought back in ancient times? It's really elegant for the general to drink and have fun in this barracks. The monk has heard the name of the general for a long time, and he came to meet the general. With that, he arched his hand, which was regarded as a salute.

Suddenly, a general stepped out of his foot, poked his finger and shouted, "Be bold! Where did the madman come from? When he saw the general, he dared not kneel down.

This guy's voice is also loud, and he can hear the whole audience without any cultivation. He was so scared that the faction was a little timid. The timid disciple's legs were weak, and he almost knelt down.

Yue Qianchou glanced unmoved and sneered in his heart. It seemed that the generals who looked like Zhang Fei were all hot-tempered. Not as knowledgeable as him, he turned his eyes to the ghost general on the stage.

The general shouted angrily and strode over to do it. The ghost king on the stage suddenly shouted in a low voice, "Get out of the way." He waved to the pipa girl on one side again, and the sound of the pipa stopped.

The general looked at the stage in a stunned look, and still obediently retreated.

A sound of rubbing the golden armor sounded, and the ghost general got up from the seat and stood up. The brazier on both sides shone on his golden armor, which made his momentum even more extraordinary. First, he stared at Yue Qianchou deeply for a while. Seeing that the other party smiled at him without fear, he also smiled back. Then he played with the purple slightly transparent wine glass in his hand and said slowly in a strong voice, "Grape wine luminous glass, if you want to drink the pipa, you will urge it immediately. Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought back in ancient times? How many people fought in ancient times..."

He pondered the last sentence over and over again. For a long time, I don't know what he remembered. Some of the generals on both sides whispered, "How many people fought in ancient times..." Although the voice was very low, it was not difficult to think about the bleak tone.

Gu Qingyun stared up and down behind someone, as if he didn't know each other, and his heart was shocked. Is this the swaggering little scoundrel I've seen in Xiuzhen Pavilion? Is it true that he can improvise such a poem according to the situation? If he pretended to be calm at the beginning, could he not improvise such a poem in front of the famous ghost general in the demon realm?

Among the disciples of various sects, there are no people with general taste, especially a female disciple of Wangyue Sect. Women love gorgeous things, and so do poems, especially such poems with profound artistic conception. A group of women waved their heads and wanted to look through the crowd, wanting to get to know Yue Qianchou again, but unfortunately, what someone left them was a motionless back. For a while, the fear in everyone's hearts was reduced to the lowest point.

Suddenly, the ghost general came to his senses, raised the glass in his hand and looked at Yue Qianchou with a smile and said, "This little gentleman is really talented. The impromptu work is a masterpiece. It is a rare talent. Then please comment on the lute song of the general's maid just now! This song was composed by the general himself. Whether the little gentleman's evaluation can be regarded as excellent.

Damn it! I'm a talented man, and I know a ghost's pipa song, but this song is like a ten-sided ambush I've heard in my previous life. No matter what, just comment on it! Anyway, he is a master who has learned to play the piano from his sister. Yue Qianchou put on a slightly thoughtful look, nodded and said bluntly, "This song can be regarded as the final sound in the pipa song, but it is very ominous to the general."

In an eye, the generals on both sides and the disciples of all the factions behind him gathered their eyes on him. The ghost general said "Oh" and looked aside with his hands behind his back. He stopped looking at him and said in a low voice, "What's ominous? Please ask the little gentleman to talk about it." The words were actually mixed with a trace of chill.