Shen Yi, who was enjoying the concert, suddenly turned his head.

I glanced at the pavilion where the king of this country sat.

The smile on his face seemed to be playful.

Even in such a world, struggles between people are inevitable. After all, struggle is one of the characteristics of human beings.

If there really is a world where there is no conflict between people, even Shen Yi would have a headache, because he must consider whether the civilization of this world still belongs to human civilization.

Fortunately, this teaching world is not that complicated.

So, what he has to do is very simple.

Just as Catherine said.

No matter what other people's plans are, it is enough to use absolute strength to gain the attention of the whole world.

He turned his gaze back.

Continue to enjoy the beautiful singing.

The last time I felt this kind of enjoyment was when I first tasted the delicious food made by Mo Qiu.

I have to say, just for this enjoyment, it is worth the effort to save the world.

The entire concert lasted for four or five hours. It was just Mu Xuefei who performed the entire time, without stopping at all, and brought a musical feast to everyone.

But no matter how happy the time is, it will always come to an end.

As Mu Xuefei waved goodbye and countless people cheered reluctantly, the huge projection and the sea of ​​flowers that had been surging with the music finally calmed down.

Backstage at the concert, Mu Xuefei, still wearing her gorgeous lavender concert costume, took a big sip of the potion to restore her spirit and let out a long breath.

As a level 12 privileged warrior, she would not feel physically tired due to such intense labor, but she poured her full emotion into every song, and after doing this continuously, she was mentally very tired.

"What a mesmerizing song." A voice suddenly sounded.

"Douglas." Mu Xuefei turned around and gave the newcomer a sweet smile, "You've worked hard too."

"It's not hard." The person who came was Mu Xuefei's exclusive bodyguard for her concert.

Douglas, leader of the Holy Rose Mercenaries.

This is a handsome young man with short blond hair. Of course, this is just his appearance. His actual age is over fifty years old. He is a top strong man who has passed the thirteenth level privilege and is qualified to establish his own king.

It is precisely because of the protection of such a king-level strongman that Mu Xuefei can safely hold concerts all over the world. "Since the performance is over, let's leave quietly. Please wait for me outside for a while. I need to change clothes." Mu Xuefei put her hands behind her back and blinked, looking a little playful.

"Of course." Douglas bowed very gentlemanly.

He turned around and left this room that belonged to Mu Xuefei.

but.

After waiting outside for more than ten minutes, there was still no sign of Mu Xuefei.

This made his face suddenly gloomy and he broke in rudely.

"What a cunning little fox." Douglas clenched his palms slightly and showed a cruel smile, "But you can't escape."

The moment he turned around, his figure changed completely.

From the beginning.

He is not "Douglas".

At this time, Mu Xuefei was already in the sea of ​​flowers. She was no longer wearing the gorgeous performance clothes, but a simple white windbreaker. The dazzling purple hair that shone brightly on the stage had now turned into black shoulder-length hair.

Even though the sea of ​​flowers was filled with disbanded audiences, no one noticed that the singer they were obsessed with was right next to them.

Mu Xuefei was not simply fleeing. She took out something that looked like a communicator, put it to her ear, and said in a very low voice:

"The Douglas I saw was a fake. How are you? Are you in danger?"

"Oh my god! Xue Fei, I'm so glad you're okay!" A long sigh came from the communicator, "We're fine, but three of us have returned to the resurrection point, and Douglas is a fake? Are you sure? So he was replaced before he could even send out a warning?"

"Well, it should be the emperor." Mu Xuefei's expression was a little depressed, "I just don't know which one it is. It seems that I can't continue singing."

She was not stupid. She could not even send out a warning to Douglas, a king-level official. It could only be the emperor himself who took action.

Although he had expected that his skyrocketing popularity would sooner or later be targeted by those emperors.

But when all this really happened, it was still a bit depressing.

"We'll talk about the future later!" An anxious voice came from the communicator. "The key is to escape this disaster first. Where are you now? Wait, don't say anything. Don't trust anyone anymore. Since Douglas might be fake, the rest of us, including me, are not safe either. You can only rely on yourself."

"I understand, Furong." Mu Xuefei seemed a little touched, so she smiled casually, "Don't worry about me. After all, I am a duke and a noble. What's more, those emperors have to save their dignity. They can't just do it in public."

"Shut up and stop making trouble!" The person on the other end of the phone book seemed a little crazy.

"What does it matter?" Mu Xuefei couldn't help but laugh.

However, just when she was about to say something else, suddenly, several scorching flames rose up from all directions around her and rushed straight into the sky. Countless flowers burned up in an instant, forming four huge walls of fire that completely surrounded her.

You can even see many people turning into ashes directly in the flames.

Mu Xuefei's expression froze.

Because right in front of her, a figure was walking in the sea of ​​fire.

"It's a bad habit to plant flags randomly, Your Highness, the world's number one singing queen." The figure walked out of the sea of ​​fire first. It was a young man with a pale face, looking at Mu Xuefei with amusement.

"Your Majesty," Mu Xuefei said in a bitter voice, "How did you find me?"

"It's very simple." The young man snapped his fingers crisply. "Although you are very alert, I already had tracking skills on you when we met. I'm very curious, how did you realize at first sight that I was not Douglas?"

"It's very simple." Mu Xuefei seemed to have calmed down completely, and just sighed quietly, "Every one of my concerts has a lot of audiences, but Douglas is definitely not one of them, because he always blocks out my voice and devotes himself to his work, so he will never say something like 'intoxicating singing voice'."

It seems to be double, then...please give me some monthly tickets () 　　 　 (End of this chapter)