Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

No one sang, but it was in their minds, as if there was a voice urging them to go crazy with such crazy music.

"No, don't listen!"

Someone noticed that something was wrong, covered his ears with his hands, and kept pulling away at the same time.

I was horrified to find that this damn music sound not only has amazing lethality, but also affects their emotions and thinking.

If the will is not firm, hate will easily make one's thinking, with the rhythm of the music, start to go crazy and eventually become a lunatic.

Zhao Ke and the others are closest to Camille.

It's just that whether it's Fat Pig or Wang Mazi, both of them are tough-minded people.

Although listening to the ear-shattering music made the blood in the two of them intuitively accelerate, they still looked normal.

As for Zhao Ke, it was even easier.

His visualization of bones is the number one foundation-building secret method in Buddhism.

Thinking of the bones, the world of mortals is otherwise.

For Zhao Ke, this bit of music interference was not able to dominate his will and thinking.

In contrast, what surprised Zhao Ke even more was Jiayu.

This little girl was born with a pure child, her heart is as pure as a mirror.

Faced with the disturbing music in front of her, Jiayu just thought it sounded good, but she was not affected at all.

If so, the only ones affected.

I'm afraid there are only the big head and Chu Xiangyun who has been seriously injured.

I saw that the big head had a ferocious face, and he kept raising his fists with his hands and hitting his head.

One single eye glared at the surroundings, and in the two pupils, along with the violent and disorderly heavy metal music in the ear, there was a strange cry.

The resentful eyes glared at Zhao Ke from time to time.

It made the big head look like a beast that preyed on people, and the muscles of the whole body tensed into a ball.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think: "Kill him, kill him!"

"do not move!"

It's just that before the big head could make a move, the fat pig hooked the big head's neck from behind.

Hook the big head firmly in your arms.

No matter how crazy the big head is, how can his little strength compare with the fat pig right now.

Accompanied by disturbing music.

"Boom!" sounded.

Suddenly, the crimson flames waved along with the electric guitar, forming a terrifying killing sound.

The surrounding air was ignited, and the overwhelming flames rushed towards the city gate like a flood.

The sky is full of flames, just like the name of this death heavy metal song.

Like the god of fire.

No wonder, Camille has always been a loner.

She does have such a proud capital.

Among the many middle-level postmen, there are definitely only a handful of postmen who can display such terrifying power alone.

Suddenly, the sea of ​​flames covered the sky and dyed the sky red.

However, at this moment, bursts of flute sounds were heard coming from the sea of ​​flames.

The sound of the flute is not as deafening as heavy metal.

But the sound is green and continuous, the sound is soft, but it is calm and unhurried, even if you are in a sea of ​​fire, you will not be able to annihilate this flute sound.

Just listening to the sound of the flute seems to be long and long, and the beautiful and light melody is like a clever and ingenious sword.

Shuttle among the accents, despite the countless twisted and volatile tunes in the air, it is difficult to break the sharpness of this precious sword.

A song "Journey to Gusu"

With a unique and crisp voice, Camille's death rock performance is completely different.

Elegant and comfortable, simple structure.

After a while, Baile returned to its place and Wanyin followed suit.

The sea of ​​flames filled the sky, and it seemed that because of the sound of the flute, the flames still quickly weakened.

Camille frowned slightly.

At this time, the sound of the flute suddenly changed, and only the sound of the kite suddenly burst out.

"Om... thump thump..."

Zheng is divided into Qin and Han Dynasties.

Qin Zheng stresses.

Hanzheng is heavy rhythm.

It's just that for the song "Song of the Three Qins", the directors of Qin Yin and Han Lu are all in one.

Between plucking the strings, there are sixteen syllables, passionate and unrestrained, but they are always stable and not chaotic, like a torrent of steel.

Vaguely, in the surrounding void, there seemed to be bursts of killing sounds.

The rhythm of death heavy metal is more manic, crazy and disorderly.

The sound of the zither is the more upright, majestic, and passionate fighting spirit at the same time.

Suddenly, in front of everyone's eyes, the sea of ​​fire dimmed.

Camille's forehead has begun to produce cold sweat.

"In the way of rhythm, although strange sounds can attract people, it is just a sparrow singing at night. It should be attracted by soft sounds, and the positive sounds will shake!"