Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1056 - 1057: Human Hearts

Below the stage, Wen Xiaoxiao and Qin Xianfei both rolled their eyes.

Fang Zhao's voice was just too ordinary, completely mismatched with the ethereal, clear voice of the Moon Goddess.

Pea Sister below the stage was also quite helpless.

Miss Zhiching was truly capricious, this guest interaction might just beco the low point of this concert.

At this mont, on the stage above, Yang Fei's voice, his rich voice, beca incredibly magnetic and deeply affectionate.

His vocal quality gradually transitioned from deep to clear, gradually showing a beautiful tallic texture.

This tallic texture in his voice was strikingly similar to that of the master of country music, Whitman Harlem.

This superstar, who had dominated the world music scene for thirty years, had led the pop trend for two whole generations.

Although he had passed away, even to this day, many of his golden hits were still widely sung.

And now, in everyone's ears, Yang Fei's voice seed as if Whitman Harlem had been reborn.

That heavenly voice ignited the imnse enthusiasm of all the fans.

Pea Sister's mouth was agape, utterly baffled.

This guest, who obviously had no singing talent, in such a short ti, his voice beca incredibly pleasant.

Qin Xianfei and Wen Xiaoxiao also stared at Yang Fei, dumbfounded.

Neither of them expected that Yang Fei would sing so beautifully, especially since his singing before had been hard to accept.

Countless fans noticed Yang Fei's skyrocketing singing level.

This sudden change left everyone shocked, sparking widespread discussion.

"It's really good, listen, doesn't it sound like Whitman Harlem?"

"Zounds, this must be a true shapeshifting superstar. Could this man be so star invited by the Moon Goddess to give support?"

"Impossible, look, his attire isn't formal."

"Zounds, don't tell he's a security guard? Look at his camouflage suit!"

"So what if he's a security guard, can't a security guard sing? I'm a security guard too!"

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Xu Zhiqing noticed the change in Yang Fei's voice, feeling sowhat pleasantly surprised.

The cooperation between them beca increasingly smooth and seamless.

It could be said that this duet was the most successful version of this male and female love song cover, already becoming a classic.

After Yang Fei and Xu Zhiqing finished singing a song, the whole place erupted with an enthusiastic applause.

Countless fans went on stage to present flowers, and the flowers Yang Fei received were not fewer than Xu Zhiqing's.

After finishing a song, under the strong request of the wide fan base, they perford several more duets, all of them could be called classics.

The screams from the fans nearly deafened Yang Fei.

After the last song finished, the whole venue fell into silence, Xu Zhiqing and Yang Fei held hands, gazing at each other.

Xu Zhiqing's eyes were filled with endless affection, while Yang Fei could only smile wryly; the atmosphere was warm and beautiful.

From the stands below, Qin Xianfei stared blankly at the stage, her heart a mix of emotions.

This damned scoundrel finally revealed his dazzling other side.

Qin Xianfei even felt that Yang Fei seed born to belong to this stage, deserving to receive everyone's cheers and worship.

However, the woman standing beside him, receiving the cheers and worship of thousands, was not herself.

Yang Fei went on stage and pushed the atmosphere of the whole concert to its peak.

One after another, Yang Fei and Xu Zhiqing turned love songs into classics.

What Yang Fei didn't know was that the duets of love songs he and Xu Zhiqing perford beca top stories on Baidu the next day.

These songs beca the target of fanatical downloads by the vast majority of music fans.

And these duets of love songs by Yang Fei and Xu Zhiqing beca classics.

For a long ti, these songs were covered by many people.

But no one could surpass Yang Fei and Xu Zhiqing's version.

However, that's a story for another ti.

After the concert ended, Xu Zhiqing was surrounded by a large crowd of fans.

The security staff struggled to push away the enthusiastic fans, causing so chaos at the scene.

Taking this chance, Yang Fei secretly withdrew with Wen Xiaoxiao and Qin Xianfei.

In Qin Xianfei's luxury car, Wen Xiaoxiao was still in high spirits, savoring the mont.

Qin Xianfei, however, looked calmly at Yang Fei.

"I really didn't expect, you brat actually know how to sing, and sing so well."

Yang Fei grinned: "Did I ever tell you that I once perford in Vienna's Golden Hall?"

"One of the world's top three tenors, Prallam, once apprenticed with to learn breathing techniques."

"Phtooey, your cheek, like your singing, is just unbeatable."

Qin Xianfei spat at Yang Fei, stepping on the gas and speeding forward.

Yang Fei imdiately grew uneasy: "Drive slower, I don't want to die yet."

"Every ti you race, an accident happens, I don't want another man-made car wreck."

Qin Xianfei let out a snort.

"What a coward, I wonder what Miss Zhiching likes about you?"

Yang Fei looked smug, raising his eyebrows.

"What do you think, sotis won liking n doesn't have a reason."

"However, I do have a magic artifact that guarantees every woman will like."

Qin Xianfei saw his mischievous look and spat once more, smartly ignoring Yang Fei's line of conversation.

Wen Xiaoxiao, however, curious and naive, asked Yang Fei: "Brother Fang, what magic artifact?"

Yang Fei laughed heartily, looking at a certain part of himself with deep aning, intoning:

"I have a staff, can be big or small, thick or thin, endlessly changing, specialized in hitting fairies."

"Xiaoxiao, you don't understand yet, but I believe Miss Xianfei, must know its wonderful uses."

Hearing this guy's serious nonsense, Qin Xianfei and Wen Xiaoxiao both felt their cheeks blush slightly.

Wen Xiaoxiao giggled charmingly, while Qin Xianfei simply ignored him.

Yannan Hongye Villa, the hall was arranged like a funeral hall, with the Demon Emperor's urn placed in the center of it.

Countless wreaths and yellow papers were placed randomly.

Chen Xingzhu, in black dress and skirt, with white flowers in her hair, knelt in the middle of the hall, expressionless.

Zhong Xiang looked at Chen Xingzhu with concern.

"Little Zhu, you must take care of yourself, Uncle's great revenge, I will shoulder it."

Chen Xingzhu shook her head, sighing softly.

"Even though I resent my father for ruining my happiness for so many years, for so long he truly cared for ."

"Now that he's been sniped by Yang Fei and his group, I will never withdraw again."

Zhong Xiang frowned: "But, you barely escaped Divine Punishnt by luck."

"If you show your True Qi, Divine Punishnt could co at any mont, and by then it will be too late to regret."

Chen Xingzhu lit a stick of incense, offering it in front of the Demon Emperor's spirit.

"The way of the Martial Artist does not go against one's heart, if I live in humiliation for survival, not only will my Martial Arts not progress, but living would also hold no aning."

She looked at Zhong Xiang, who wore a worried expression, and slowly stood up, speaking more calmly.

"Moreover, superior strategy prevails over battle, dealing with Yang Fei doesn't necessarily an confronting him."

"The Lanting Group has many people, but I want it to fall apart, leaving Yang Fei isolated, and then tornt him bit by bit."

Zhong Xiang knew Chen Xingzhu's prowess.

His delicate wife was not only highly skilled in Martial Arts, but her most formidable attribute was her strategy.

She could navigate high society smoothly and with finesse, and her intelligence and strategy far surpassed those of ordinary people.

"So, what should we do?"

Zhong Xiang asked eagerly and straightforwardly, as he was too lazy to think in front of Chen Xingzhu.