sing to the boss

Chapter 218

Tsing Yi didn't care what method the last one successfully climbed to the top, but the four 10-point evaluations made everyone feel worthy of this singing voice.

I won't say what song is being sung, but the live broadcast ended in less than an hour and a half.

It's not good to bother anymore.

Temporary singing can't decide anything, and subsequent works can prove the final ranking.

After the broadcast, Tsing Yi thoughtfully played with the Thousand-faced Demon Spider in his hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Sister, there are guests here."

Qingzhi smiled noncommittally, waved his jade hand, and a figure staggered in.

"Tsing Yi!"

The old man glanced at Qingzhi warily, obviously he knew the live broadcast of Qingyi and Qingzhi together, "Why are you with her?"

Tsing Yi put down the Thousand-faced Demon Spider in his hand, shook his head and said, "This is my life."

The old man was startled, with a complicated expression on his face: "You know everything?"

That's right, he is not the old man's son. He had already expected it after learning that he and Qing Pheasant were in the same place.

"sit."

Tsing Yi waved his hand, and a piece of bluestone appeared in front of him. On the bluestone was a coffee table, and a chair appeared on the opposite side.

The old man hesitated for a while, Tsing Yi Gu Bo's calm expression showed no hostility, so he simply sat down.

"Please start your performance." Qing Yi joked.

The old man rolled his eyes: "That's enough, brat, no matter what, I have raised you for 16 years."

Tsing Yi shrugged and didn't agree.

Aokiji poured a cup of tea for the two of them.

"This is the end of the matter, so I'll just say it straight." The old man was a little helpless, "You suddenly appeared in the Qing family 16 years ago."

sudden appearance?

He didn't quite understand what that meant.

"It doesn't sound right, but that's the truth." The old man shrugged his head and spread his hands.

"It's very abrupt." Qing Yi said.

In this way, his reason became a mystery again.

"No matter how you say it, it should be called dad." Tsing Yi said with a smile.

The fact is that from the moment the painting style collapsed, the world can no longer be treated as normal.

The old man also heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, the existence of Tsing Yi really made him feel the pressure.

"I'm curious, is there anything on earth that needs to be protected?" Tsing Yi immediately asked.

He still remembers the look in his mother's eyes.

The old man frowned slightly, as if he didn't want to speak much.

Tsing Yi was not in a hurry, took a sip of tea and waited quietly.

"a knife."

Finally, the old man gave an ugly answer.

"Knife?" Qing Yi became interested. What kind of knife could make the old man so nervous that he could transcend the calamity?
"Meng Ling?"

Aside, Aokiji suddenly made a sound, and the slightly suspicious voice was extremely crisp.

"How do you know!" The old man's pupils shrank, and the space around him suddenly trembled.

"Dream Spirit..."

Tsing Yi is a bit strange, the name of this knife is the exact opposite of Reimu.

"Mengling is Lingmeng's twin weapon. Another name is the sword of justice." Qingzhi patiently educated Qingyi.

"puff!"

Rolling his eyes, Qing Yi sprayed the old man's face with the tea he hadn't yet swallowed.

In other words, he feels a little secondary.

Seeing everyone discussing justice and evil, the full sense of the picture is really beyond expression.

The old man wiped the tea off his face and became even more depressed.

"That's also true."

Sighing, the old man collapsed on the chair, "I don't know how the news got out. Countless unknown beings want to invade the earth for this knife."

Tsing Yi withdrew the expression on his face just now, and Qingzhi continued to explain: "Meng Ling, as the sword of justice, is a weapon that evil spirits want to destroy and ordinary people want to obtain."

"Reimu is different. Reimu is an evil soldier. No one dares to go to the place where he is. Moreover, no one knows where Reimu is."

Speaking of this, Qingzhi blinked and smiled at Qingyi.

Obviously, she knows.

Tsing Yi started to have a headache again, he really wanted to find a place where there is no right and wrong to eat and wait to die, but the system is always tossing some small shrimps to hustle him, the main source of reputation is the earth, if there is no earth, only rely on the unknown world , wanting to suffer from the consumption of the system is completely dreaming.

The biggest secret is still in the system.

Otherwise there wouldn't be so many troubles.

"Then what should we do now?" Tsing Yi asked as a last resort.

"The existence of Meng Ling will only make the earth more dangerous. I was born on the earth, so naturally I can't just watch it be destroyed like this." The old man put away the previous helplessness and looked serious.

Tsing Yi sighed, such a weapon was placed on such a small earth that could not even become dust, and it was said that it would face more disasters.

"Where is Mengling?" This was the last question Tsing Yi wanted to ask.

The old man suddenly looked strange, even Qingzhi covered his mouth and smiled lightly, Qingyi was a little confused, he seemed to know something important.

So, pointing to his nose: "In my place?!"

The old man rubbed his nose and coughed lightly: "In order to save a way out, your mother sealed Meng Ling in your body when you spoke."

Tsing Yi: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┴─┴

I'm lost. After talking about feelings for a long time, labor and capital are the root cause? !

"Why don't I know?" He was a little dazed, what a mystery!

"Does my brother often dream?" Aokiji asked, "Or is it a dream similar to a mosaic?"

Tsing Yi nodded.

Of course.

What is the connection between these two things?
"Because Mengling can affect all negative things, maybe because my brother has more secrets, Mengling's role becomes smaller."

Here's the explanation.

Tsing Yi was still so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Is this the truth he wants?
"At the same time, because of Mengling's influence, my brother will become a person of great fortune." Halfway through the speech, Aokiji pouted, "It means that RP is so good that it explodes."

"..."

Looking at the Thousand-faced Demon Spider in his hand, he is sure that this is true...

Rubbing his temples, Tsing Yi said: "Why do I feel that you two are the same?"

Qingzhi shook his head: "I'm just explaining to my brother."

This wave of explanations has killed your brother, your mentality has exploded!

The old man came up with a clever sentence: "The earth still depends on you."

Rely on you M!

Tsing Yi glared at the old man fiercely: "If you're not your own son, you can frame me, right? Watch!"

The old man's face turned green, and he ran away.

"Hey, hey, little bastard, you agreed to call me daddy!"

"Bah! You are a very bad old man!"

The surrounding space vibrates, and the sparks from collisions from time to time make huge noises spread far away. At this moment, the originally calm sea surface also set off hundreds of meters of waves, sweeping outward.

After several rounds, it ended with a vertically falling figure hitting the beach.

"Humph!"

Qing Yi returned to the recliner and clapped his hands. The coffee table beside him had been lifted up a long time ago. He was drinking Fei Zhai water at this moment. He looked at the foot in the distance that was still twitching and swollen into a pig's head. He could no longer recognize the original strange creature. road:
"mock up."

(End of this chapter)