The woman with peach blossoms stood there quietly, her eyes shining with light, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.
Then he put the guzheng on the ground, and the five slender and beautiful fingers danced wildly, producing a few sonorous notes.
The long sword in his left hand was curled into a sword flower, and he started to dance while playing.
The performance is a fast and rhythmic marching song.
Although there are occasional gaps while dancing while playing, the special rebound sound of the guzheng not only does not make people feel broken, but also feels that the rhythms are different and very dynamic.
The dance was a sword dance.
The sword dance was very good, sometimes hard and sometimes soft.
Moreover, all the experts present could see that the female swordsman was not a pretty showman.
Besides being beautiful, he could see casualness everywhere.
The invisible murderous aura brought about by the dance of the sword.
The sword is a killing weapon, a masculine weapon that is extremely strong and yang, and a woman is a beauty, a woman who is as tender as water.
But today, the combination of beauty and sword, the yin and yang, turned out to be so perfect.
Accompanied by the sonorous sound of the guzheng, everyone felt a battlefield filled with corpses, where a peerless woman who had lost her lover was killing people with a sword, but the killing movements were so graceful and touching...
The sword dance is over, and the song is over...
But the young masters were still silent in the touching scene just now, as if they were in a dream, and in a state of intoxication.
It wasn't until Yue Qingcheng bowed lightly, turned around and sat down next to Yue Ji, that everyone finally woke up.
There was a chorus of applause.
"Miss Qingcheng can conquer a country.
A thousand troops are here in vain, and this dance can make a big difference."
Tu Qianjun's eyes were shining, he picked up a large glass of wine on the table, shook it towards Yue Qingcheng, raised his head and laughed.
After drinking it, the movements and tone are so chic and impeccable.
Yue Qingcheng smiled slightly, nodded lightly, and said nothing.
"Miss Qingcheng's sword dance is unparalleled in the world.
Her unique skills of playing and dancing at the same time must be unmatched by anyone in the world.
This dance is worthy of a big show."
Feng Zi also stood up quickly and said not to be outdone.
After speaking, he raised a big The jar of wine started to drink violently, without any pause in one breath.
He drank it all, not a drop was left. .
Seeing Feng Zi not panting or shaking after drinking a jar of wine, the flowers and dragon water behind him who were about to raise their glasses were dumbfounded.
This madman is worthy of being called a madman.
How can we be embarrassed by what you are doing?
We can't worship two altars, can we?
In the end, they stopped raising their glasses, picked up tea, shook their heads in toast, and said a few words to express their love and appreciation for Yue Qingcheng.
Then the young masters took turns to express their praises, saying that Yue Qingcheng's performance was so dazzling that it was unparalleled in the sky and on the earth.
Although the words are different, the purpose is the same, but they are all expressing - we admire you very much, we value you very much, we want you very much, we are willing to marry you back, hold you in our hands like a treasure, I hope you can Pay attention to me, consider me, I am very good and so on.
Yue Qingcheng nodded and smiled in response one by one, but finally her eyes stopped on Ye Qinghan, who was happily eating the suckling pork roasted on the campfire alone.
A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
It was indeed like this.
After a moment of silence, he raised his head and said coldly: "Mr.
Han, why haven't you expressed your opinion?
How come you are so embarrassed by Randao Qingcheng's performance?"
Yue Qingcheng is very beautiful and can dance well.
Although Ye Qinghan also wants to praise her a few times.
But since Ye Qinghan agreed to Feng Zi and the others, at least the superficial work must be done.
Otherwise, he will break his trust with others, and the main reason is to break his trust with others at this time.
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When the time comes for the war, Ye Qinghan is very afraid that Feng Zi and the others will also break their trust and cause trouble.
Of course, his sister's life is the most important thing in his heart, so when he was dancing in Yue Qingcheng, he focused on the golden suckling pork roasted on the bonfire.
Of course, he would not follow the crowd to flatter him at this time.
Although this horse's butt looks really good.
"Um...not bad!"
Feeling the cold gaze of Yue Qingcheng and the eager gazes of Feng Zihuacao and the others, Ye Qinghan raised his head slightly, said something, and continued to focus on the roasted suckling pig.
It seemed that the pig was taller than Yue.
Qingcheng is more delicious.
Forehead!
not bad?
What kind of words are these?
The young masters looked at Ye Qinghan in surprise as he was immersed in fighting the suckling pig, with a rich expression on his face.
Yue Qingcheng asked questions for the first time today.
This young man didn't feel excited or flattered... but he said something so perfunctory, not bad?
After saying that, she continued to eat from him without even looking at Shuiyue Qingcheng.
Not to mention that Yue Qingcheng is stunningly beautiful, and she really danced very well today.
As a saint of the Yue family, Yue Qingcheng has such a noble status, and he has to deal with it a few words.
As soon as he appeared today, Young Master Dongfang Dao Nangong Qiang rushed to claim his mastership.
They thought that this young master was very fierce, but they didn't expect that he was even more fierce now...
He was so tough that even the saints of the Yue family were Not rare anymore?
Dongfang Dao and the others looked at each other, smiled, and collectively gave Ye Qinghan a thumbs up behind his back!
Feng Zihuacao and the others raised their glasses with smiles on their faces.
Of course they knew why Ye Qinghan was like this, and now it seemed that this boy was really interesting, kept his promise, and was a good brother!
Tu Qianjun also looked over with a smile, a hint of interest in his eyes, and whispered a few words to Xue Wuhen next to him.
He glanced at Ye Qinghan again, then silently watched Yue Qingcheng and stopped talking.
Ye Qinghan didn't care about the gazes of everyone, nor the warning look from Ye Qingniu above.
Instead, he tilted his head slightly and whispered to Feng Zi next to him: "You are just giggling here, why don't you go up?"
Behave well, you know what it means to get the upper hand?"
"Thank you, good brother!"
Feng Zi slapped her forehead, stood up, coughed slightly to attract everyone's attention, squirmed the two exploding muscles on her chest, and said freely: "Today is Miss Qingcheng For the coming-of-age ceremony, Feng Zi Bu Cai also dances with two swords to celebrate!”
It was said to be a sword dance, but Feng Zi did not reach out for the sword.
Instead, he made a strange gesture.
He stretched out his index and middle fingers on his closed fist and flicked it forward leisurely.
There was a sword sound, but the giant sword behind him suddenly unsheathed, It turned into a white light and flew straight into the sky.
Then he quickly changed his fingers, and the giant sword twisted several times in the air, turned around, and fell straight towards the bonfire in the field.
When they were about to touch, Feng Zi quickly changed his gestures, and the giant sword actually made a circle on the bonfire, pierced a suckling sheep and flew towards the moon.
He flew to the table in front of Yue Qingcheng and paused.
After shaking a few times, the suckling sheep split into seven or eight pieces and fell into the jade plate on the table.
After the work was done, Feng Zi withdrew his gesture, sheathed the giant sword, and then said with a satisfied smile: "I'm sorry, Miss Qingcheng, this roasted suckling lamb can be regarded as an expression of my feelings."
"Young Master Feng, you are interested."
Yue Qingcheng smiled faintly and nodded in thanks.
The young master next to him raised his middle finger to Feng Zi in his heart, "You're playing so big right from the beginning!"
Just show off your Feng family's sword-wielding skills, and then ask others to do it later, how can you do it?
And even if you want to please Yue Qingcheng, there is no need to cut the meat of the big guy you kill for food?
"Old man Feng, that's good!
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This boy of yours has probably reached the sixth level in his sword-wielding skills."
Ye Qingniu whispered to the Supreme Elder of the Hefeng family at a row of square tables above.
Yue Ji also nodded with satisfaction and said: "The small-scale control is already very good.
With the strength of the third level of the general realm, I am afraid that even the first level warriors of the marshal realm cannot beat him.
Feng Zi's talent is the best in a hundred years."
A person with a bright future.”
"Where?
Where?
Compared with you guys, I have to work harder."
The Feng Family Supreme Elder said modestly, but his face was full of joy.
"Haha!
My boy is ready to play.
Let's see what special performance he has."
The elder Hua smiled and drew everyone's attention to the field.
When Huacao saw that Fengzi had picked up the jackpot, she felt a little unhappy.
She stood up, bowed her head towards Yue Qingcheng and said, "I'm here to join in the fun and give Miss Qingcheng a mysterious gift."
As he said that, the flowers and plants slowly walked towards the field, their steps were very elegant and brisk, just walking As he walked, his body slowly blurred in front of everyone, and finally disappeared completely.
"sneak?"
Everyone was shocked and their expressions changed.
They had heard about the stealth skills of the Hua family, the assassin family, but what they didn't expect was that the flowers and plants disappeared in front of everyone?
If he lurks next to me and stabs me casually, why should I die immediately?
The only young people in the scene who did not change their color were the descendants of the four major families, Long Shuiliu and Tu Qianjun.
Long Shuihui had seen it before, so he didn't feel panic, while Tu Qianjun showed no expression, just a slight look of contempt in his eyes, as if he didn't care about this little trick.
Of course, the great elders above would not be surprised or change their color.
Although Hua Cao could use the stealth technique fairly well, with their powerful cultivation in the saint realm, they were almost invisible.
Flowers and plants go quickly and come quickly.
After everyone opened their eyes and looked around for a moment, Huacao finally appeared, but he walked directly from the outside to Chaoyue Qingcheng.
He was holding purple roses in his hands and taking strange steps.
The speed seemed very slow, but afterimages appeared behind him.
In the field, Wanru appeared in a row of three flowers and plants holding roses in their hands, walking towards this side with smiles on their faces.
The scene was extremely strange.
Finally, the afterimage disappeared, and the flowers and plants stood in front of Yue Qingcheng and bowed sincerely and said: "Miss Qingcheng, may your beauty be like this bouquet of roses and never wither!"
"Thank you, Mr.
Hua!"
Yue Qingcheng still had a calm expression and stretched out her jade hand to take the purple rose.
Forehead!
In order to pick up girls, he used the afterimage clone technique.
Such an awesome escape skill, the ladyboy actually used it to show off!
Everyone shook their heads slightly and secretly decided that there was no need to embarrass themselves later.
Anyway, the children of the four major families and Long Shuiliu were the last to have a young master from the divine city.
There was absolutely no hope for people like them, so they had better think about it.
How can I grab a spot among the twelve elite women of the Yue family just now?