"Prince Ye is really good at music, and Xuanyuan Che is here to join in." A cold voice sounded, and Xuanyuan Che had already stood in front of a row of bells and drums.
The cold voice resounded throughout the hall, and everyone who had been silent to the sound of Dugu Ye's flute suddenly woke up.
Hearing this, everyone had no doubt that someone else had been tricked just now, and they immediately cheered loudly, "The two kings of the north and south, only their Wing King in the world can compete with Prince Aoyun."
This time, their eyes will be opened.
Amidst the cheers, Xuanyuan Che held a small golden drum stick in one hand and a drum hammer in the other, and simultaneously struck the golden tripod and leather drum in front of him.
The crisp golden sound, clear and gorgeous, and the thick drum sound, solemn and majestic, match each other. The two completely different sounds of music are magically fused together, like the roar of a tiger and the roar of a dragon.
"Okay." Tianchen Emperor Xuanyuan Yi immediately praised, and the cheers from the crowd suddenly became loud.
Experts can tell if there is one as soon as they stretch out their hands. Xuanyuan Che's two notes sound together, immediately overpowering the sound of Dugu Ye's flute. The hall is no longer pure and beautiful, but a curtain of high blue clouds, swallowing thousands of Qi.
Dugu Ye did not look back at Xuanyuan Che, but his indifferent eyes moved slightly, the melody under his hand changed, and the sound of the flute suddenly rose up, like an eagle flying through the nine heavens, straight up to the blue clouds, not fighting against the world, but fighting against the sky.
The sound of the flute is clear and beautiful, and the sound of the drum is thick. In an instant, it is like two green dragons rising into the sky, circling back and forth in the main hall. You come and I go, it is difficult to distinguish the superior.
Xuanyuan Yi, who was aloof, had a proud smile on his face. Their Tianchen was not inferior to Ao Yun. This Xuanyuan Che gave him a face and gave Tianchen a face.
The ministers below were all smiling, their faces flushed with excitement.
Sitting on the sandalwood chair, Liuyue leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Xuanyuan Che who was striking with a wave of hair. Her big eyes were smiling, her Xuanyuan Che was so awesome.
The sound of the flute is melodious and the golden drum is powerful.
Gradually, I don’t know who started it, or whether it was all done together, but the sound seeped into the sound with a trace of inner strength.
The sound of the flute becomes louder and louder, and the golden drum becomes darker and darker.
A hint of murderous aura permeated the tone.
Dugu Ye, who had been sitting all this time, stood up. There was no wind in the hall, but the light red robe was flying in the air.