When Chu Lingui went to find the clam girl to buy things, he heard about the Prisoner Concert. Qin Yi thought it was fun at the time, but never thought about participating.

From this we can see that Qin Yi is really not a musician artist who is obsessed with this. If he is really obsessed with this, he wants to participate even if he breaks his head.

At that time, Ju Yunxiu saw through his essence at a glance, and never expected him to inherit the ways of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Music and painting have always been an interest class for Qin Yi, not a fundamental way. Of course, it is good to have this interest. At least Ju Yunxiu heard from his flute sound and found the fun of getting along with his confidants, which was also a surprise.

Perhaps Qin Yi himself never thought that one day he would approach a great monster without a form as a "musician".

Well... Of course they are monsters. Dragons and phoenixes are monsters, and of course they are also prisoners. But they are not called Wuxiang, but Zusheng, which means one. To this day, Qin Yi is too lazy to emphasize different titles to everyone in different practice modes, and everything is the same.

In a trance, I remembered a long time ago when I first came out of the mountain, Liusu said that it doesn’t matter whether you call Feng Chuqinxin or practice Qi and build foundation. You can shout whatever you like, and you can call the fool realm as you like.

Until today, I roughly touched Liusu's mood.

Title really doesn't matter.

The Prisoner shows that he is a home-oriented and artistic orientation. He is also a group of forbidden tribes such as Feather Man and Clam Girl who have been in good shape for tens of thousands of years. In theory, it should not be dangerous. But God knows what the hell will do with the Yazi Pixiu. Even if the chance of taking action is only one in ten thousand, there is a chance. Qin Yi will upgrade his equipment comprehensively before attending the meeting to deal with possible unexpected events.

At the same time, the ensemble with An An's flute was just like that... An An barely reached the level of playing a song normally, and it was remarkable among mortals. Whether it could reach the level of surprise to the prison bull depends on whether he could afford Qin Yi's ensemble. To be honest, Qin Yi himself was not sure. After all, his level of folk art was not Ju Yunxiu.

Just bite the bullet and hope that Yuniu hasn't heard many external voices and feels a little fresh.

No matter how unconfidence is, the day of the concert is still here.

The Yuren tribe ignited elite troops, and Yu Feiling personally led the team to Jianmu as a guard. In fact, in previous concerts, the Yuren tribe did not have such a high standard. After all, it was just for maintaining order in entertainment venues and was not of high quality. There was no need to use the patriarch and saint of the Yuren tribe. Prisoner Niu didn't like to behave likes.

But this time there were more political implications, and Yu Feiling tried to communicate with Longzi again to protect everyone's safety.

If the influence of Jianmu control is excluded, Yu Feiling's strength is even more than half of the dragon's sons, which is not a joke. In the forbidden land in the sea, Yu Feiling's words are loud and powerful, and it is much more reliable than the clam girl. Pixiu Fengyu dares to express her ideas openly, and she dares to be a deadbeat to the clam girl, and her attitudes are different.

To be honest, Qin Yi came to the Yuren clan from the beginning and thought that Yuren could help a lot, and maybe he could just give a piece of Jianmu... But he didn't expect that after a long time, he became the savior of the Yuren clan, which was unexpected.

Now he is in the clam girl team, and for the first time he knows that the clam clan is not only female... there are actually male clams, and hermaphrodites, and after being humanized, they are like eunuchs. Perhaps the clam girl's beauty is very famous outside, so others always talk about clam girls, but they actually ignore their rich gender.

"Mom, there are both hermaphrodites." Qin Yi Chuannian Gouzi: "What's your human form like after you?"

The dog was speechless: "For the first time you remembered my human form problem?"

"Well……"

"You are sometimes very smart, sometimes as dull as a stupid pig." The dog felt very strange. Not to mention its human form, this guy has never even studied the tassel human form...

Qin Yi said angrily: "Because I think you are the cutest black hair ball-shaped, and I don't want to see anything else."

"Tsk." Dogzi thought he might have seen the little ghostly look cute, and subconsciously avoided something else?

Thinking of this, he said, "I have never transformed into human form. If I have to transform into shape, I have no fixed form at all. Whatever I love is like."

"So you said before that women's clothing is completely fine?"

"Of course, what kind of men and women do I have? If you like to look at female forms, then turn into female forms for you to show them. What's the big deal?" Gouzi was speechless: "Do you think that would make me feel wronged? I don't feel any difference between men and women at all. I have practiced to your level, and I can't even break my physical appearance. I don't know how you have cultivated to Huiyang."

"Can I still have Qianyuan, do you believe it?"

Trust... the dog hung his head and couldn't argue with him.

Qin Yi grabbed it out of the ring, and the dog said angrily: "What are you doing?"

Qin Yi shook his hand and formed a small flower belt, and then tied a bow on it.

Dog: "?"

"Beautiful dog." Qin Yi clapped his hands: "You don't think it's all right? Then let's wear women's clothes."

The dog rolled his eyes, really ignored him, letting the bow on his head, and yawned lazily.

"Wow... the dog is getting more and more cute." An An ran over, picked up the dog and rubbed it twice.

The dog said angrily: "Why aren't you there to listen to the male clams currying favor?"

An An looked at Qin Yi. Seeing that Qin Yi was not responding, he was a little disappointed, and said, "Compared with the sir, they are too... too unmanly."

"Hmm?" Qin Yi pointed to a very strong male clam not far away: "Isn't that a man?"

An An turned his head and looked at it, staring and said, "Come here!"

The male clam ran over and nodded and bowed: "What are the princess's instructions?"

An An raised his small fist and tried to hit him.

"Bang!" The male clam instantly synthesized into a fan shape.

An An flew up and rolled far away with a clam.

Qin Yi was amazed. Is this the clam clan? The cowards engraved in the genes...

An An sighed: "Forget it usually... when there is danger in the clan, it is really useless."

Qin Yi felt that if this comparison was the case, An An would be relatively brave. At least she dared to trade everywhere on behalf of the tribe, and she dared to try to find the nine kings to ask for debts.

Although not yet searched.

An An looked up at the distance and whispered: "Sir, Jianmu has arrived."

Qin Yi almost didn't react.

Because the wall ahead has no edges and no idea how wide it is. If you could see that it was indeed arc-shaped and outward, there would be no problem with the wall...

This is a tree.

If you observe the diameter with the naked eye, you don’t know how much it is.

If the branch on the Yuren Island looks like a skyscraper, the main trunk of the building is probably as thick as a mountain, and the height is ten thousand feet high according to the dog.

This height sounds very common. Many poems and articles always move thousands of miles a mountain, but in fact they are imaginary numbers. Looking for trees thousands of miles apart is also imaginary numbers.

And Gouzi is talking about real numbers.

What is the concept of tens of thousands of jin... One jin is about the same height as an ordinary person, one meter six to one meter eight, and tens of jin is at the lowest of tens of jin.

The highest surface height of Mount Everest is more than 8,800 meters.

A tree is twice as high as Mount Everest.

Actually, how to say it... this height is already extremely terrifying, especially if this is a tree or not, it is a perverted tree so high. But Qin Yi felt a little relieved, because at least there is no such thing as Buzhou Mountain that supports the world, and it is still within the scope that normal creation can understand.

This is the legendary Jianmu. Jianmu is tall and mighty, and it should be.

Qin Yi expressed his emotional stability.

Such a tall tree is actually not just a tree. Every branch on the tree can be regarded as a city, and it can live in a group of people. Of course, no group is qualified to live on it. The trees are divided into nine districts, and the nine dragons live in one district. The ones who live on it together are their servants.

Qin Yi found that many of these servants were not races in the sea, nor many races in the sky. Most of them were races in the Great Wilderness... There were those from the Giant Kingdom and those from the Villain Kingdom, which was very interesting.

Near the edge of Jianmu, there is another huge boat that is anchored on the sea. It was a great change in the world in ancient times. Even the mainland plates were different from what Liusu knew at that time. The result of this plate migration was a catastrophe for many races. So there were giants who made boats and shanmu made oars, crossed the ocean, looking for a place where the ethnic group lived.

This is the origin of the great wilderness race here, and it is also the origin of the fact that a piece of wood was cut off from it.

Qin Yi looked at the giant boat and felt that he was witnessing the myth, and he felt quite excited. Even when he saw dragons and phoenixes, Taotie, and all kinds of monsters, he did not have the strong touch that such a ship brought.
Chapter completed!