: 1933, his number one enemy

Feng Wei looked at his master's face, which was obviously cold, and whispered: "Master, I am changing a stool for the barbarian."
Said, Feng Wei personally went to change a cushion, the size is not large, the victory in the comfort has improved.
"Thank you!" Ming Mist Yan sat down on the cushion and then looked at the Phoenix, who was not so happy.
"Feng Lao, when I came, I was taken care of by people. I want to play a song for you at this moment. Don't mind?"
Feng Lao was alive, "playing?"
At this time, he only remembered that Barbarian Wang had been holding a piano in his hand.
Just, she is going to play at this time?
The people around him heard that the singer was playing, and he was very excited.
"Yeah! I have never heard of the singer Wang Hao! I want to hear it!"
"Haha, I want to hear too!"
"Well, I want to hear too!"
It is a blessing to hear a lot of people playing.
However, some people quickly reminded me, "Now the people of the Feng nationality are carrying out the sacrifice ceremony. Now it is wrong to play the occasion?"
"Oh, yes!"
"What is there, as long as the king is happy, when you play it! The succession of the patriarch of the Feng nationality has not been very smooth. I have to listen to the sound of the singer of the king."
Mingwuyan does not care what everyone is saying. She just looks at Feng Lao and seriously says: "Feng Lao does not object, I will start!"
Said, she had already set the piano, her fingers began to fiddle with the strings, and the first piano sound was heard...
The clear sound of the piano smashed through the sky, and the fog of the entire phoenix seemed to be gently opened by a magical hand. The line of sight on the ceremonial platform was clearer.
When everyone saw this scene, they were surprised to see the hand of the savage king...
This is a pair of beautiful hands!
The long, snowy fingers move gently, and the piano spins a beautiful circle of beautiful light, as if a musical elf is beating at her fingertips.
For the whim of the savage king, Feng always stopped or did not stop, nor did he want to talk about words in his head. People have already played on their own, which is directly hitting his face.
He didn't look very good, and the king's hands were dark and the eyes were dark.
Feng Wei, who was standing next to him, did not realize the complexity of his own master's heart. He sighed and said, "I really didn't think that the savage king would play so well."
He said that the people who are watching are naturally not praised, and they are talking about it...
"This piano sounds really nice, there is a feeling of letting people see the clouds..."
"Well! You may have forgotten it. The singer is a disciple of the Sanskrit Gate. She is practicing the voice of the voiceless voice. The voice is clear and the voice is perfect. The piano sound can shake the world, hide in time and space, and even clear and purify the darkness and evil in the world. The spirit can also point the human mind..." The Lord God spoke some more secret messages.
After listening to everyone, they nodded and expressed their understanding.
The king is coming, and at this time, choosing to play a song, it is impossible to just play a piano!
Therefore, everyone believes that the play of the savage king has a far-reaching significance.
"Well, this is really the case. I feel that the bottle of my cultivation has been opened up. I have to break through..." Someone suddenly snorted and began to sit in the same place.
This reaction made the people around us feel incredible. Is there such a big magic in the sound of the singer?
Feng Lao looked at this scene and looked even more dignified. Is this girl just trying to play a piano?
Suddenly, he remembered something.
Just now, he seems to ignore what the girl said. She said that she was asked to play a song here.
Who is she trusting?
He originally wanted to interrupt this sound directly, but when he saw the people around him heard so fascinated, there were even one or two people who went to Jin on the spot. If he was interrupted, he would be afraid of anger.
After a little tangled, he still had to endure, and he planned to wait for the savage king to play a song and continue.
The song will grow longer and will soon stop.
However, after a quarter of an hour, the sound of Barbarian Wang still did not stop, but the sound of the piano was farther away.
In such a short period of time, the entire phoenix sky has been scattered by the fog, the sun is shining, the whole sky is like the power to purify and baptism, extraordinarily pure.
It is the people who are blowing in the sky that make people feel a little more fascinated.
Feng Lao discovered at this time that the hammer of this girl could not be heard. Even he listened and listened to it.
When he came back to God, he found something that made him feel terrified. In the sky, not only the fog was exhausted, but the traces left by his Phoenix incense were also removed.
He looked at the pure sky with some incredulity, his eyes were farther away, and he was farther away...
He was shocked when he determined that there was no trace of spirituality left by Feng Shenxiang in the air in the distance.
This is quite a purpose for Wang Lue to come here. She is not just playing a song. Is she finding the problem of Feng Xiangxiang?
However, how could she find out?
Moreover, a piano sound, how can it have the effect of clearing his phoenix spirit?
Difficult, the piano can still penetrate the space, destroying his spirit of smoke?
To be true, he felt that this seemingly weak woman would be his number one enemy.
When Feng Lao thinks, Mingwuyan is actually watching the sky...
Of course, she is not only simply playing a piano. She is a combination of the practice of the Sanskrit and the time-space ban, laying a special space in the air to seal the gods, destroying the spiritual smoke.
Speaking of it, since she became the main of the gods, her voice has never been used for a long time. If she didn’t see the flying smoke, she would swim in the space and let her sensitively detect the smoke. It was controlled by sound waves. She only remembered this time. When she was in the Vatican, she had been exposed to too many Van Gogh assassinations and even assassinations.
Now I want to come. At that time, someone has already dealt with her in secret. However, the other party may feel that she was not afraid at that time. In addition, Xue Yihan protected her and she did not continue to deal with her.
"Ban Wang, you have a long song." Feng Lao saw the sound of the king's piano for a long time, and he gave a sound.
Seeing that this time will pass, Feng Lao is a bit uncomfortable.
Most of the people present were selling wild ridiculous faces, and no one dared to disturb the arrogance of the savage king.
But if no one interrupts, they can't always stand here all day to listen to her playing!
"Feng old does not like to listen, I will not play." Ming Wu Yan looked at Feng Lao, and apologized for interrupting his own voice.
The people around me are still coming back to God.
Feng Lao’s face was pumped, and what he told him did not like to listen to, she would not play.