Chapter 1650

In Yasukuni, Baishui city and the boat on the Baishui River, with the voice of the woman on the stage falling, the whole stage suddenly becomes dreamy. The haze rises, the rain of flowers falls, and the sound of silk and bamboo rings. It seems that it takes people to an ethereal valley with white flowers blooming, which immediately attracts everyone's eyes, and the boat is quiet.

"It's a little interesting..." in the private room, Shura pushed away the women around him and came to the window.

Tang Tian's eyebrows pick, let Shura this guy in the cluster of flowers all face things must be not simple, also came to the window, but want to see here in the end can play what tricks.

In the hall, the stage is like a dream. In the light and shadow, a pink lotus slowly appears in the middle of the stage. In the rising haze, it slowly opens, and countless people look forward to it.

But I can't really see the scene on the stage. The haze is like a dream, and the flowers and rain are colorful. Among the lotus on the stage, there is a fiery figure, like a flame spirit.

A hazy woman, wearing a gorgeous red dress, skirt below the waist, can reach the foot bend, waist without inch, will be like a water snake waist in the eyes of the public, waist like willow, as if it will break at any time, above the waist, two fiery red roses can cover the call of the desire to crack the beehive, deep ditch, want to let people indulge in.

On the white neck, a piece of red gauze covers the face. Only a pair of dreamlike eyes gaze at the world. People can't wait to lift the veil to have a look at the face behind the veil. The white arm waves like white clouds, and the dance begins.

This woman, known as Xiao yun'er, attracted everyone's attention just by appearing on the stage. Everyone was reluctant to blink when they opened their eyes, for fear of missing any detail. If someone could hear people's voices, they would know that almost all of them were shocked by this trip.

"It's a little interesting. I didn't expect to see such a dreamy woman in this remote place. Fortunately, I didn't miss it. The enchanting red glow is the sunset that can't be covered by the sun. It's so good..." on the window of the private room, Shura looked at the dreamy dancer on the stage and said with a bewildered face.

On the stage, the dreamlike woman, like a fire spirit, dances with the rhythm on the stage. Every movement and every look gives people a different feeling, as if it makes people sublimate their thoughts. What they see is not the dance, but the beauty they have been looking forward to for a long time.

That kind of dancing posture can't be described by words. Every action is beautiful. It's not too much to describe it by dancing. It has gone beyond gesture language and sublimated into a kind of artistic conception of Tao.

At least thousands of people in the boat were quiet, and the needles could be heard. No one wanted to miss this peerless dance. They were addicted and intoxicated. Even in the hall, some people were dazed, some were intoxicated, some were miserable, and some were happy. From that dance, it seemed that they saw the most unforgettable moment in their lives, and all the living beings showed themselves incisively and vividly.

The rhythm began to become rapid, and the women on the stage began to rotate faster and faster. Finally, it was like a red flame burning in the border town, to bloom the most brilliant beauty in this world.

With the woman's rotation, the audience's heart and eyes suddenly raised up, for fear that the waist like a willow branch, when the woman's rotation reached the fastest, the melody suddenly stopped, and the woman collapsed on the stage.

I don't know why, with the collapse of the woman, everyone's heart suddenly lifted up, and some even subconsciously took the first two steps to help each other up, and then they reflected. This is actually part of the dance.

"Although this dance can't reach the level of the four wonders of the Yasukuni City, it's also the posture of the city," murmured Shura in the private room, not stingy of his praise.

Unlike everyone else, Tang Tian's eyes flashed a bit of surprise when he saw the woman appear, but then his eyebrows wrinkled deeply, and no one found that there was a flash of cold light in his eyes. Even though there was a surge of anger in his heart, he wanted to kill all the people watching the dance.

Why is that? Because, the woman on the stage he knows, Xiao yun'er is a pseudonym, the other party's real identity, but Tang Tian's real in Feixian City met little Que'er, the one who was separated by the real dragon to get!

"I didn't expect that she had such a talent, which was close to Tao. No, she should have understood her own Tao. One of the ways of fire is like fireworks blooming. Although I don't know what level she has reached, it's rare for her to integrate Tao into the dance." he forced down his intention to kill, and Tang Tian secretly said in his heart.

Although I don't know why little queer appeared here, Tang Tian observed that little queer was not forced to dance. In this way, there are many things behind it that are worth considering.

Why are little finches here? Why not with her cousin Phoenix? What did she go through after the supreme tomb was broken? What does this boat have to do with her?

The music stopped and the dance stopped, but people couldn't get their thoughts out of the dance for a long time.

Until little queer's posture stood up from the stage and slowly stepped down, a young man in white suddenly stood up and gave a loud slow! All of a sudden, little queer's action stopped and looked at him suspiciously under the stage. Other people, too, didn't understand what the young man in white was going to do.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the young man in white moved forward slowly, looked at the little sparrow and said, "today I'm lucky to see the girl dance. I have a feeling in my heart. I'll give you a poem. I hope the girl will stay for a moment.".

"He's a smug guy again. He's learning to write poetry from some romantic scholar. He really thinks he's a guy full of money."

"Yes, yes, who doesn't know that the holy land is not far away from here. Any of them are talented people who are full of poetry and books. This guy is also willing to make a fool of himself"?

Ignoring the ridicule of the people around him, the young man in White said to himself, "in the holy land of Haotian, haoyuefeng, Wang Jiaheng, please listen to my poem for you. It's called watching dancing drunk.".

When the young man in white described himself as Wang Jiaheng of Haoyue peak, the holy land of Haotian, no one spoke. They all looked at him in surprise. It turned out that he was the disciple of Haotian holy land or the chief disciple of Haoyue peak, the seventy-two peak outside the gate. Who dares to question his identity?

In the private room, the cultivation pupil shrinks, and there is a sneer at the corner of the mouth, but there is no unnecessary action. It is obvious that Wang Jiaheng, who has just seen one side recently, is very surprised to be here. He didn't find the other side before.

Tang Tian was also surprised. He didn't expect that Wang Jiaheng would appear in this small place. However, at this time, the other party appeared, and his words and deeds made Tang Tian's heart cold.

Wang Jiaheng walked forward slowly, looking at the little sparrows on the stage, he said: "the white water is bending, the lights are rising, the water is murmuring, the bright moon is shining, and I'm drunk all night. I can't help dancing with flying immortals.".

"Well, well, I'm worthy of being a disciple of the holy land of the vast sky. I'm sure I'll tell you a story tonight by telling you what I've done and showing you the girl's dance incisively and vividly.

Wang Jiaheng's words fell, and suddenly a good voice sounded in the hall. I don't know whether it's true admiration or false praise. However, Wang Jiaheng can make a poem in this short time, and the other side still has a certain level.

"What do you think, girl? I think the girl is forced by life to perform here. I'd like to help her. If I'm lucky, can you dance for me alone? If it's a lifetime, it's better, "Wang Jiaheng said slowly, looking at the little sparrow on the stage. Between the steps, he has already stepped on the stage.

"Ha ha, good, good, today we are not only lucky to see the unique dancing posture, but also to see the disciples of the holy land of heaven writing poems and courting. This will surely be a good story, and we are the witnesses," someone said in the hall.

Haotian holy land is known as the holy land of literature, but the so-called gentle lady is fond of her husband. No one thinks that it is wrong for Wang Jiaheng to stand up and say that. On the contrary, he thinks that this is the best thing. Isn't it true for talented people and beautiful women?

Little queer on the stage, looking at Wang Jiaheng, her eyes twinkle. When she wants to say something, she is interrupted by a sudden voice, and her eyes look in amazement.

"Slow down, I can make some nonsense verses. A man should hold his sword in the world. These soft verses can only be made by a woman, and they also mean to show off here"?

A sudden voice rang out, in the eyes of countless people, don't know when to change a set of bloody robes Shura step by step to the stage, ignoring Wang Jiaheng's sneering eyes, light said: "girl, I don't have so many twists and turns, frankly tell you, I also admire you, also made a poem, please listen to it.".

"This guy, I can't see anyone more in the limelight... Wang Jiaheng?"? In the private room, Tang Tian squints his eyes and says to himself, but the first half of the sentence is about Shura.

"Misty mist, scattered flowers, heartless flame burning eyes, dancing spirit drunk world, why not break into the end of the world with a sword, cold water, cold sword edge, blood full of heaven and earth when killing, a person a sword when song line, only lean to the side of the red sleeve incense", Shura ignored Wang Jiaheng's eyes, looking at little queer's mouth hook up a trace of evil radiance light said.

After that, he looked at xiaoque'er and said with a smile: "girl, I was fascinated by your dancing posture when I first saw you. My heart was empty when I was a duckweed, killing people with a sword, and I was happy. Today I have to see the girl, so I know what's missing in my life. Originally, I need a partner who has been dancing with me all my life. I'll kill people. Can you dance for me? Only in this way can we live a long life.

"Ha ha, good, good, good. When a man is alive, he has to kill with a sword. Miss yun'er follows such a real man. That's the best belonging."

"Yes, yes, it's so lonely to hold a sword all over the world. If you are accompanied by red sleeves, it's the sword's edge stained with blood. It's also beautiful...".

No matter what the world, the people who make a fuss never lack. Wang Jiaheng just came out, and this one came out again. There is a good play to watch. Everyone thinks that the other party is more fierce.

This kind of occasion, to put it bluntly, is to be jealous. It depends on verbal skills. Everyone knows that it will only make a fuss if they don't fight. If they lose to others orally and have to use their fists to solve it, they will be laughed at.

In the private room, Tang Tian looks at Shura and sighs in his heart that this guy really deserves to be a flirtatious guy. If it comes out, I'm afraid that ordinary women can't control him at all. Besides, Wang Jiaheng is also a young talent. Which woman doesn't want to be such a man in her life?

However, in any case, since Tang Tian once said that he wanted to get xiaoqueer, he had to stir up the situation here. No one knew that he had said that.

On the stage, little queer's starry eyes looked at Wang Jiaheng and Shura. The corners of her eyes were slightly up, and she was about to say something. But when the third slow word came out of the hall, she stopped to speak again.

Everyone was shocked. Who is this? Who is standing up again? There are many twists and turns. It's a good play.

In the private room, Tang Tian walked slowly to the stage with a golden robe. Although he didn't have the charm of cultivation and was not as handsome as Wang Jiaheng, his noble temperament was not what they had.

Ignoring everyone's eyes, Tang Tian looked at the little queer on the stage. He obviously saw a little surprise, maybe a little surprise and amazement in each other's eyes. He slowly said: "today, I'm very lucky to watch the girl dance. I also have a poem. Please listen to it.".

"Speak quickly, strive to make a poem that surpasses them, ha ha ha...".

"The third one, I don't know if someone will jump out from behind. I'm looking forward to it.".

"Oh, brother Zhao, why don't you have one too...".

Tang Tian stood up and let the scene fall into a brand new situation again. There were lots of people in the audience. Good play, good play, it's right.

Looking at the little Finch, Tang Tian said, "Why are you good at dancing with long sleeves? It's a pity that the story of a small building is desolate? On the Bank of the Baishui River, Acacia leaves, skylarks come from the East and bow their heads. The lotus dances all night. The flowing water murmurs and worries at night. Who will the three thousand green silk stay for? The white flowers bloom and worry alone.

At this point, Tang Tian showed a faint smile. After looking at Shura and Wang Jiaheng, he looked at little Que'er again and said, "girl, you have long hair to your waist. How would you like to marry me?"?

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(ah ha ha, three poems, original by stone, make you laugh)