After six hours, Yunao City was shocked, all the lords of Fengyao Pavilion arrived in the city and hurried into the city. Then, the demon Meiji and the various lords of the lords would also enter, gathered in large quantities and prepared in a busy manner.
"Yiyi, go and prepare quickly, otherwise it will be too late." A charming and natural-cultivated woman walked in front of this woman. She was the Lord of the Blood Prison City. If she looked at her appearance, she was no less than that of this Lord of the Pavilion.
Guan Su Yiyi sighed in thought and patted the woman's left shoulder with her hands.
"Oh!" Su Yiyi nodded blankly, got up, took off her clothes, and took a bath. Her eyes closed slightly, and her thoughts were changing, but she didn't know what to remember.
After seven hours, Xiaoyu frowned and asked Hong'er beside him: "Isn't it okay yet?"
"Reporting to the young master, it's almost time. Sanjue needs careful preparation. The young master suddenly asked for a performance. It's too late. Please be tolerant." Hong'er was very thoughtful and would not be foolish about the time being. Instead, she retreated and advanced.
Begging for tolerance, as for how much time to allow, it depends on the preparation below.
"Is that true!" Xiao Yu glanced at the three demon princes who had not yet had fun, and stopped talking and waited quietly.
Eight hours, not delayed for a moment, nor advanced for a moment, a charming man summoned all the beauties here, leaving only the distinguished guest here. Then, he also lowered his head and left, and the scene was a little cold.
Eighty-one demons Meiji danced in with the light. At the wrists and ankles, the bell trembled slightly, sounded but not sounded, like dreams and illusions, pointing directly to the heart. There was no distinction between the sound, and there was no difference in strength,
All are taking one step forward, rippling together, and integrating into one.
Nine is the level, representing the great fortune of heaven. Eighty-one Rakshasa demons group are flawless dances, called the world's unparalleled ones. These women are enchanting in shape, and their bodies are the same. They are even the same as their slender arms and ankles. They are not only difficult to see.
Distinguishing, even the will scan is consistent.
The bells under the wrists and feet are ringing and moistening, the singing and dancing begins, picking up flowers, catching the wind and shadows, and inviting the moon to the heart of the moon. From breathing to the song ringing, everything is naturally like the spirit of the world, releasing the surging artistic conception, vitality, and spreading magnificence
.
Every step and every change will sublimate, like a butterfly clothes, flying like a bird, graceful as a phoenix dance, as luxurious as a green phoenix, as vicissitudes as crows, every breath shows the vitality of the heavens, as beautiful as a dream
, yearning is like the wind, and destruction is like empty, all of this shows a cycle, flowers bloom and fall, and origin and disappear.
The hot dance has surpassed the shackles of restraints and shackles, releasing the last waves, and finally life, every demonic beauty is like a fallen fairy in the mortal world. Looking back, she has outstanding grace and figure as gentle as a demon flower, blooming and withering
withered.
Xiao Yu was dazzled and could not even sigh. This was no longer a dance, but a meaning, a peak posture that showed the beauty of the world and was difficult to surpass. After seeing this dance, everything became empty, even if the Immortal Emperor came here
I will also be intoxicated by it.
Release the craziness of life, in the attic, the earth begins to change in the four seasons, the demon charming girl should respond to the earth, the environment, the beauty, the mood, the harmony, the opportunity, the original intention, the glory, the unity, and dissolve the self in one
In the dance, there is no roaring tone, but there is no Google alley, no applause, but there is no flawless beauty.
All seasons have passed, and the waves have been stirred up again. Opposition and harmony bring an unparalleled state, holiness vs charm, masculinity vs softness, light vs heavyness, and everything in the cabinet is completely abandoned. Here, there is only dance, only
The beating spirit has only one and a fiery heart.
I was completely selfless, and the five figures present had already put down all their distractions and sorrows, and they had let go of their worries and scheming. They listened and stared naturally, and did not want to miss this feast. Xiang Yu'er was demented. At this moment, she knew what the real dance was.
The demons and the colorful clothes are inverted by the incest. A dance will cause the flowers to lose their seclusion and the moon to dim. Even God is close to them. This is a truly unparalleled city that is difficult to surpass.
For a whole hour, the dance was so painful. The eighty-one demons charming girls brought out the final smile. Is it helpless or sad? The beautiful face began to break, just like a dream becoming the past, the stars all over the sky brushing their faces, making the sky
Yu stood up and roared.
"No!" After a word fell, the magic hand reached out and grabbed it forward, holding only the starlight, emitting a faint light from the firefly. The eighty-one enchanting lives lingered, but the pure and liberation in the end, helpless and sad.
Smile.
It is hard to calm down. For a dance, they give their lives. Is this the true meaning of this dance! I worked hard and tried too much, just to release the last power of life, complete the end, and pass by with the wind
, there was no time to watch and listen to the applause and praise.
"So cruel!" Xiang Yu'er had already had tears in her eyes. It turned out that dancing can make people go from joy to sadness in just a moment, and this dancing will be unforgettable for her forever.
Three young masters, Yun Hong already knew the ending, shook her head and sighed, the second time, it was still so sad and hard to understand, Yun Jiang was angry, regretful, and even more ferocious, Yun Tao was solemn, this dance made them linger
Unforgettable, cruel and angry, it is hard to tell.
"Young Master is satisfied. This demon's radiant dress dance is called unparalleled in the world!" Just as the star lights in the sky collapsed and disappeared, a shadow walked into this place and spoke faintly.
"The world is unparalleled, the world is unparalleled, there is no dance that can be compared with it. In life, you can see this dance without regrets!" The demon clan standing at the front could not deny it, nor did you dare to deny it. This dance was real
It is unique, even if it goes against the heart of Tao, it is difficult to pick out any flaws.
"Since the young master is satisfied, then the Pavilion Master will play a song for you next." This woman nodded and turned her head out until half an hour later, and her heart slowly calmed down. Su Yiyi
Pick up the lyre and enter here slowly.
The hair was loose and covered with solemn face, and the whole body was covered with gauze. The mood was neither sad nor happy. She gently put the piano on her dreamy sleeves, gently brushed the glass, and hooked the strings of the index finger and tweaked it out.
The seven-character syllables beat, and the mountains, rivers, and poetry and painting are all played out. The seven strings are intoxicated, playing the bumps, and bringing the blue sky. Every time you pull it, the tone goes deep into the heart of Tao, perfecting the shortcomings and caressing the pain.
Flat, gentle and exciting, the will and soul gradually leave the body, rippling here, playing and having fun, forgetting.
Xiao Yu's eyes were hazy, his mind was separated, his soul was separated, his body fell into the gate of reincarnation, and he began to dream of young, his mother, his father, his wife, his honor disappeared, and he was reshaped into his thoughts. This was a perfect and elegant
A dream, a moment of yellow beams, has been a thousand years.
In the reshaping of the cycle of reincarnation, Xiao Yu practiced martial arts at a young age, had a prominent family background, was handsome, had a kind father and a filial son, all negative sins, murderous hearts, and scheming were far away. The world became a big brother, and the three wives gave birth to hundreds of sons.
Dead parents will prolong their lives for thousands of years, and will always be the same, respect subordinates as ministers, and enemies as generals. The blue map outlined by them has no flaws or regrets.
The song of the seven-stringed lyrics brings a renjian from heaven, reshaping perfection, life in the song is endless, like new and one.
"So!" When everything came to peace, a slight harsh sound came, Xiao Yu suddenly opened his eyes. At some point, he had already lie beside him, and was filled with cold sweat. He looked around and looked at the front of him, lying on the piano with a charming slump on the piano
On the top, his face was pale, his breath was dying, and he frowned. When he recalled the sound of the reincarnation piano, he was still in his ears, and his identity in his dream was still clear.
Xiang Yu'er is the most crazy. She actually confused dreams with reality, muttering to herself, and was heartbroken. The three young men were all extremely excited, naked ** sang and danced, and their movements were obscene, holding the fairy chair in front of her.
I touched and grabbed it all the time, and didn't know what was going on in my dream. When I woke up, I was ashamed of myself. The law covered my body and took out my clothes and wore it in a hurry. The real loss of face was beyond words.
"This song is called "The Reincarnation" and I wonder if the young master is satisfied?" After a long rest, Su Yiyi stood up and saluted and spoke.
To be honest, today is the day of cao-egg. The most modified words in history are the most modified. At least two thousand have been deleted. Alas! It is becoming increasingly flawless. Somehow, I write the novel as my son and daughter.