Chapter 823: Crazy Fans

The VIP ticket for Bai Sinian's concert held in Luo Feng's hand contained a photo of Bai Sinian. To be precise, within a radius of ten miles of this stadium, Bai Sinian could be seen by anyone looking up.

Luo Feng felt that this girl looked very familiar.

"Is it her?" Until Luo Feng's eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of a poster of Bai SiNian, which was held high in the hands of an enthusiastic fan of Bai SiNian. On this poster, Bai SiNian was wearing sunglasses.

This image immediately appeared three-dimensionally in Luo Feng's mind.

On the train, there was a beautiful woman in sunglasses with a heart problem, and next to her was a little girl about seven or eight years old.

"Is it really her?"

Luo Feng couldn't help but feel a little confused. He was not sure. How could Bai Siannian, such a popular A-list star, bring a child to take the train? What's more, the woman on the train has a fragile body. Let alone a concert, she might be out of breath even when singing a song... unless she took the Nine Turns Pill.

"It shouldn't be her."

In just a few seconds, Luo Feng's thoughts changed several times and he shook his head. At that time, Ni Xiaoqing appeared halfway and stopped him from selling the Nine Turns Pill to the little loli, although in the end he still wanted to be a good friend. Because of fate, he kept the Nine-Revolution Pill, but the probability of the other party taking the Nine-Revolution Pill was very low.

Naturally, Luo Feng would not have thought that Xiaoyu, the girl, gave Bai Si Nian the wrong medicine.

"Bai Missian!"

"Bai Missian!"

"Bai Missian!"

The shouts at the scene were like torrents and tsunamis, one after another. The concert had not even started yet, and the momentum was already stronger than the last. There was still a thin drizzle in the sky, but it seemed to ignite the enthusiasm of the fans even more. Everyone seemed to be extremely excited as if they had taken the Precious Blood Pill.

At this time, the person who actually took the Precious Blood Pill fell into petrification.

From the moment he took the Precious Blood Pill, Taoist Priest Yi Feng sat down cross-legged in the hall. Although it was only a semi-finished product, the efficacy of the medicine was amazing. Soon, Taoist Priest Yi Feng's clothes melted away...

Two hours!

"Get out of here!"

Taoist priest Yi Feng's eyes suddenly widened like fire, and a majestic volcano-like force erupted from his body.

call out! call out! call out!

The cold air in the body turned into ice snakes and flew out,

There were many holes left in the walls around the hall. And Li Yi... Brother Li Yi had already slipped away when Yi Fengdao's long clothes disappeared. As a straight man, Li Yi really couldn't face a naked man for such a long time.

What if it gets bent?

call!

A mad Taoist priest's eyes shot out with an incomparable blazing light.

"Ha ha……"

He raised his head and laughed wildly.

There were tears in the corners of his eyes.

After being depressed for such a long time, he went crazy and could finally laugh wildly again.

In Tao Tian Sect, the strong are respected.

During the time when Taoist Yi Feng lost all his martial arts, there were already voices in the sect that wanted to abolish the position that Taoist Yi Feng currently holds. If it were not for Taoist Yi Feng's special status, I am afraid that his status within the Daotian Sect would not be the same. It had already plummeted.

I have suffered so much ridicule and pity.

Today, the familiar internal energy slowly flows through the eight extraordinary meridians throughout the body.

A crazy Taoist priest laughed wildly...

After laughing, Taoist priest Yi Feng immediately sat cross-legged.

Until nightfall.

Taoist priest Yi Feng was as motionless as if he was petrified.

Finally, his eyes suddenly opened.

It was like two electric beams struck.

"Seventy percent!"

Taoist Master Yifeng jumped up, his expression unable to contain his excitement.

In just half a day, he had recovered 70% of his strength.

Just a precious blood pill!

Taoist priest Yi Feng couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air as Luo Feng's figure flashed through his mind.

This son, Dao Tianjiao, must not be an enemy of him.

Taoist Master Yifeng even felt that after taking the Precious Blood Pill, he still had a faint feeling that he was about to break through the bottleneck.

"This time, maybe... it's a blessing in disguise." Taoist priest Yi Feng clenched his fists, excited.

"Master!" Li Yi hurriedly ran in, "Holy shit!" After leaving a word, he turned around and ran out.

At this moment, Li Yi couldn't help but have a sudden thought in his mind...

My master is not an exhibitionist, right? How long has it been since this morning? He actually... didn't want to put on clothes yet.

"Li Yi, prepare a generous gift for me. I will give it to Luo Feng personally."

…

The concert officially starts at eight o'clock.

Fans entered the venue one after another, including Luo Feng and Qian Yilan.

This was Luo Feng's first time to watch a celebrity's concert up close. Everything felt quite fresh. After entering the venue, Luo Feng realized that the positions of the two tickets given to him by the judge were really good. The stage is right in front, and there will be no equipment blocking the view.

"Bai misses me, I love you!"

"Goddess! Goddess! Goddess!"

"Ahhhhh..."

Screams, shouts, excitement.

Although Qian Yilan didn't scream, she clenched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, unable to conceal her excitement and excitement.

Compared to the craziness of the others, Luo Feng felt that Qian Yilan was terrifyingly quiet.

Eight o'clock sharp!

All the lights suddenly dimmed.

The whole place fell silent for a moment.

Focus on the center of the stage.

About ten seconds.

Snapped!

A beam of light illuminated the center of the stage from top to bottom. On the lifting platform, a figure rose slowly, accompanied by a melody that was extremely familiar to tens of thousands of people present.

Bai Si Nian's famous song, "Missing Heart".

Her figure is graceful and perfect, impeccable.

Her voice is sweet and touching, touching the soul.

Her face is stunning, and her smile is charming.

How can it not drive people crazy.

Almost the whole audience was intoxicated, and they sang along with Bai Si Nian gently, as if they were all trapped in the melody of missing. Her figure and her voice instantly captured the hearts of tens of thousands of fans in the audience.

This is the charm of missing.

Luo Feng also felt it for the first time. Seeing this perfect face up close, Luo Feng's heart couldn't help but tremble.

She is worthy of being the new generation of national goddess, so beautiful that it can stun the soul.

Even Luo Feng, who is used to seeing beautiful women, lost his mind for a moment.

Bai Si Nian seemed to be shrouded in an invisible halo, making people feel sacred and inviolable, but she did not have the slightest nobleness in her gestures. When she sang, she would occasionally reveal a sweet smile, which overwhelmed everyone.

The melody gradually subsided.

"Miss you!"

"Miss you!"

"Miss you!"

Miss you gathered into a river, a lake, a long river, a sea, and roared in...

The uniform voices of the whole audience shook the sky above the entire stadium.

As if announcing something, from tonight, Bai Si Nian will officially take the position of the new generation of national goddess. Even though she debuted less than many first-line stars, her fame, especially in her hometown, is no worse than any star.

"Good evening, everyone." Bai Si Nian smiled.

The whole audience was filled with excited screams.

Each one was like chicken blood.

"Bai Si Nian said hello to me, haha!"

"Go away, she is smiling at me, talking to me."

"Don't be crooked, the goddess is mine!"

Luo Feng's mouth twitched secretly. Isn't it just a greeting, why is it so exciting?

Luo Feng was a little skeptical, "If Bai Si Nian asked them to eat shit, would they... all squat in the toilet?"

The voice he muttered to himself was very soft, but Qian Yilan happened to hear it.

A black line suddenly appeared on his forehead.

What is the structure of this guy's head?

Are they not afraid of being beaten by tens of thousands of people?

Even if each person has a pound of punching force, tens of thousands of pounds of fists will hit him, and the number one on the Saint List will fall.