Chapter 842

In the dark, the lights are put on, and people who are expected to appear on the stage.

Everyone's eyes are focused——

The excited colors in the eyes of fans, repressing the boiling blood, and staring at the people on the stage.

Through the mask, people don't know who she is. They won't ignore her sweet song because of her negative news and all kinds of malicious speculation.

When they enjoy music, they have no time to worry about others, dance and fluctuate with the music, and are fascinated by her music.

This time, the opening of the pink demon king was not fresh and sweet, nor was it a strong beat to the heart.

The sound of the accompaniment was subtle and ethereal, as if it came from all directions, as if the ancient Elves were cooperating with the low singing of the pink demon king, and the slightly hoarse and charming voice penetrated into the eardrum.

Excited to tremble!!

The sound of nature, grasping the sound of the heart, makes people itch and can't wait to hear the next sentence.

Masked singers sing other people's songs, or sing some popular singers' Golden Songs, which everyone is familiar with.

Good songs are never out of date.

It is because everyone is familiar with it that they are waiting for time——

Wait for the pink devil to break out!!!

As the tone of the girl's low singing became higher and higher, the accompaniment suddenly joined other musical instruments. Various musical instruments were mixed together to play a song that the soul of the soul felt drowned.

The audience has been unable to withdraw from the song, emptied all their thoughts, completely infected and unable to extricate themselves.

Pain, trembling, love and hate, infatuation and madness.

Fans fell into madness and their blood was boiling. Even if there was no fierce dance, only the great demon king stood on the stage and sang.

But she was like the most brilliant star in the night sky, emitting a bright light, and everyone's eyes were taken away by her.

The song with strong rhythm is addictive, deeply fascinated by her, the soul trembles, and moves wildly with her song.

Scream, scream, try your best!

Close to the end of the song, the voice of the pink demon king slowly lowered, just like the flowers walking along the water, leaving only a ripple afterwave, gently among the people.

When the song ended, the audience didn't come back.

A song is too fast.

The audience seems to have spent a lifetime with the song. In just a few minutes, life has ups and downs.

Such a voice, such a song, she is the king of tonight.

No one can compare!

As long as the pink devil is on the stage, the brilliance of other singers will be eclipsed like dust.

Born singer!

She is a superstar, with unparalleled charm and madness.

The shouting audience sat down, calmed their excited breathing, twinkled stars in their eyes, and stared at the pink demon king.

The more exciting moment has come.

That's it——

After the jury evaluates the song of the pink devil, the mysterious pink devil will be unveiled soon.

At this moment, everyone's heart was raised.

The pink devil who sings so many beautiful songs.

Who the hell is she?

Of course, the pink devil passed such a beautiful song. If Yang Junyu doesn't want to be scolded again, he can't criticize without conscience.

The tutors of the three jury praised her, especially Ning Minmin, who seemed to be a little fan and joked to ask for the signature of the pink devil.

The host pressed his excitement and said, "now, please open the mask of the pink devil -"