It didn't take long for the two to come to the Feihuang Bar.

It is better to say that it is a "Black and Yellow" bar.

It was smoky, noisy, and filled with the smell of hormones.

Ye Wudao glanced at the singing stage, a man was singing, and he did not see Concubine Xiang.

The Nightingale team quickly explained: "Miss Xiang Fei'er is the finale of the bar and will not appear until the end."

"Why don't we go backstage and take a look?"

Ye Wudao thought for a while, and finally shook his head and refused: "No need, we'll just wait here for her to appear."

Obey.

Fortunately, after less than ten minutes, it was Concubine Xiang's turn to appear.

As the master of ceremonies read Concubine Xiang's name, the audience boiled over.

Soon, a woman holding a guitar, with a hot body, handsome and cold-hearted, came to the stage.

Her beautiful and glamorous temperament is much stronger than that of the stars.

After all, he is from a big family, and the aura on his body is not comparable to that of a star.

The audience cheered continuously, accompanied by teasing whistles.

Concubine Xiang turned a blind eye to all this, sat down as if nothing had happened, played the guitar, and sang folk songs.

Singing quiet ballads in a bar like this is really nondescript.

However, the audience was unusually quiet, and everyone listened to this wonderful sound of nature and admired this beautiful picture.

In less than five minutes, the ballad was over.

Xiang Fei'er was about to step down while holding the guitar.

The crowd suddenly shouted: "One more song, one more song."

This did not stop Concubine Xiang's footsteps, and even her speed did not slow down by half a step.

The voices from below were so loud that the emcee had to come on stage to stop Concubine Xiang and signal her to play another song.

However, Xiang Fei'er pushed him away without waiting for the emcee to finish speaking.

The emcee was embarrassed.

Suddenly, a wine bottle flew towards Concubine Xiang, and the target was her head.

Concubine Xiang dodged subconsciously, sparks of anger burst out from her eyes, and she looked down at the stage.

"Who threw it." The voice was as cold as her appearance.

I threw it.

A man over fifty years old walked up to the stage with a smirk on his face: "Miss Xiang Fei'er is beautiful and her singing is very sweet."

"I've never heard such a beautiful song in my life, so I'll give you a bottle of beer, and I hope Miss Xiang Fei'er will accept it with a smile."

Concubine Xiang rolled her eyes at the other party: "I can't stand the beer of the third master. I'm leaving."

With that said, Concubine Xiang bypassed the third master and was about to leave.

Who knew that the third master grabbed Fei'er Xiang's clothes and said, "Who the fuck said that Miss Xiang Fei'er can't stand my beer? I'll smash him to death."

"Someone, in my name, give Miss Xiang Fei'er six bottles of beer."

"I heard that Miss Xiang Fei'er has a lot, but today I'm going to experience it."

Soon, the third master's subordinates delivered six bottles of beer.

The crowd also booed and shouted one after another.

Concubine Xiang looked indifferent: "Third Master, what do you mean?"

The third master said, "what's the point? I just appreciate you, so I gave you a beer. What's the matter?"

"If you don't drink it, you just don't give me face."

Concubine Xiang was unmoved.

Nightingale Thirty couldn't take it any longer, and was about to move: "Master, do you want me to take action?"

Ye Wudao shook his head: "No, just look at it for a while."

Ye Wudao actually dealt with Concubine Xiang.

Concubine Xiang was sent to the frontier by the old prime minister for training and was assigned to Ye Wudao's command.

At that time, Concubine Xiang was still a daughter of daughters, cowardly and afraid of things, her body was weak, and she always caught a cold and fever.

After training under Ye Wudao for half a day, he collapsed from exhaustion and lost half his life.

Concubine Xiang today is completely different from her past.

The current Concubine Xiang is her own masterpiece.

Since it is a masterpiece, it is of course to be appreciated slowly. JrNovels.com