Chapter 1662 "Striving for Jealousy"

Yasukuni, Baishui City, among the boats on the Baishui River, as the voice of the woman on the stage fell, the whole stage suddenly became dreamlike, the haze rose, flowers rained down, and the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, as if all of a sudden Bringing people into an ethereal valley full of white flowers, it immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the whole boat became quiet all of a sudden. +

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

Tang Tian raised his eyebrows. It must be something difficult for Shura, a guy who has lived among thousands of flowers, to face up to. He could also come to the window, but he wanted to see what kind of tricks he could play here.

In the middle of the hall, the stage was like a dream. Amidst the light and shadow, a pink lotus flower slowly appeared in the middle of the stage. In the rising haze, it slowly opened, and countless people were looking forward to it.

But I couldn't really see the picture on the stage at all. The haze was like a dream, amidst the colorful flowers and rain, a fiery red figure appeared among the lotus flowers on the stage, like a flame elf.

A hazy woman, wearing a coquettish red long dress, the skirt is below the waist, reaching the bend of the foot, the waist is not naked, showing the waist like a water snake in the eyes of everyone, the waist is like a willow, as if at any time Broken, above the waist, two fiery red roses can barely envelop the beehive that is about to crack, and the deep ditch is eager for people to indulge in it.

On the snow-white neck, a red tulle covered the face, only a pair of dreamy eyes gazed at the world, making people wish to lift the veil to see the face behind the veil, the snow-white arms waved like white clouds, and the dance began .

This woman called Xiao Yun'er attracted everyone's attention just by appearing on the stage. Everyone's eyes widened and they couldn't bear to blink. For fear of missing any details, if someone can hear the voices of the people, they will know that almost everyone exclaimed in their hearts that this trip was worthwhile.

"It's interesting. I didn't expect to see such a dreamy woman in this remote place. Fortunately, I didn't miss it. That enchanting fiery red is the sunset glow that can't be concealed by the sun. Good, good... ", by the window of the private room, Shura looked at the dancing girl on the stage like a dream, and said with a fascinated face.

On the stage, the dreamlike woman, like a group of fire elves, danced to the rhythm on the stage. Every movement, every look gives people a different kind of feeling, as if people's thoughts are sublimated, and what they watch is not dancing, but the long-awaited beauty in their hearts.

That kind of dancing posture cannot be described in words, and every movement is so beautiful. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a dance and a city, which is beyond the language of gestures. It is sublimated into an art of Taoist artistic conception.

At least thousands of people in the entire boat fell silent, and the needle could be heard. No one wanted to miss this peerless dance.

Indulge, intoxicated, even in the hall. Some people's eyes are confused, some people look drunk, some people look pained, some people look happy, from the dancing posture. As if seeing the most memorable moment in his life, all kinds of beings are vividly expressed.

The rhythm began to become urgent, and the women on the stage began to spin, faster and faster, until finally, it seemed that a red flame was burning in the border town, about to bloom the brightest beauty in this world.

As the woman spun, the eyes of those who watched the dance suddenly raised their eyes, for fear that the willow-like waist would be the same. When the woman spun at the fastest speed, the rhythm stopped abruptly, and the woman suddenly He collapsed on the stage.

For some reason, as the woman collapsed, everyone's heart suddenly jumped up. Some even subconsciously took two steps forward, wanting to help her up, and then realized that this was actually part of the dance.

"Although this dance can't reach the level of the Four Jue in Yasukuni, it can still be regarded as an alluring posture." In the private room, Shura murmured to himself, not stingy with his praise.

Unlike everyone else, Tang Tian also had a flash of surprise in his eyes when he saw this woman appear, but then his brows furrowed deeply, and no one noticed that deep in his eyes, There was a flash of coldness, and even then, there was a surge of anger in his heart, wanting to kill all the people watching the dance present.

why? Because, he knew the woman on the stage, Xiao Yun'er was a pseudonym, and the real identity of the other party was Tang Tian's real identity, the little Que'er he met in Feixian City, the one that the real dragon avatar bluntly said he wanted to get at a glance woman!

"I never thought that she still has such a talent, which is close to the Tao. No, she should have comprehended her own Tao. The Tao of fire is like fireworks blooming. Although I don't know what level she has reached, but she can control her own way." It is rare for Tao to be integrated into the dance." Tang Tian secretly said in his heart, suppressing the killing intent in his heart.

Although he didn't know why Xiao Que'er appeared here, Tang Tian discovered after observation that this little Que'er was definitely not forced to dance. In this way, there are many things behind it that are worth deliberating.

Why did Xiaoqueer appear here? Why wasn't she with her cousin, Phoenix? What happened to her after the Supreme Tomb was broken? What does this painting have to do with her?

The melody stopped, and so did the dance, but people couldn't pull their thoughts out of the dance just now for a long time.

Until Xiao Que'er stood up from the stage and slowly stepped back, a young man in white suddenly stood up and shouted "Slow!" Immediately, Xiao Que'er stopped moving, and looked at him under the stage suspiciously, and the others did the same, not understanding what this young man in white was going to do.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the young man in white walked forward slowly, looked at Xiao Que'er and said: "I am lucky to watch the girl dance today, and Xiaosheng feels touched. I will give you a poem. I hope the girl will stay for a while."

"Another pretentious guy who still learns how to write poems from a romantic scholar. He really thinks he is a guy full of knowledge."

"Yeah, yeah, who doesn't know that Haotian Holy Land is not far from here, and any one randomly drawn from it is a great talent who has read poetry and books, and this guy has the nerve to come out and make a fool of himself"?

The white-clothed young man ignored the ridicule of the people around him, and said to himself: "I am in Haotian Holy Land, Wang Jiaheng of Haoyue Peak, please listen to me and compose a poem for you called drunken watching dance".

When this white-clothed young man referred himself to Wang Jiaheng of Haoyue Peak, the Holy Land of Haotian, no one in the whole boat spoke for a moment. They all looked at him in surprise. It turned out that the other party was a disciple of Haotian Holy Land, or the chief disciple of Haoyue Peak, the seventy-two peaks of the outer sect. Who would dare to question this identity?

In the private room, Cultivator's pupils shrank, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. But there was no extra action. Obviously, it was very surprising that Wang Jiaheng, who had only met once not long ago, appeared here, and he hadn't noticed him before.

Tang Tian was also surprised. He never thought that Wang Jiaheng would appear here, this small place, but at this time the other party appeared, and the other party's words and deeds made Tang Tian's heart slightly cold.

Wang Jiaheng walked forward slowly. Countless eyes from around looked at the little sparrow on the stage and slowly said: "The white water bends and lights up, the water waves rippling and the sound of silk and bamboo, and the bright moon and clear brilliance make you drunk all night, and you can't beat the flying fairy dance."

"Okay, okay, you are worthy of being a disciple of Haotian Holy Land, and you speak well. You performed the girl's dance to the fullest, and made me fascinated. What happened tonight will definitely be passed down as a good story...".

After Wang Jiaheng's words fell, a large group of good voices rang out in the hall. I don't know whether it was sincere admiration or false praise, but anyway, Wang Jiaheng was able to write a poem in such a short period of time. The opponent still has a certain level.

"What do you think of the girl? I see girls performing arts here, and I think it's because of life. I would like to contribute money to save the girl from the water and fire. If I am lucky, can the girl dance for me alone? If it is a lifetime, it will be better." Wang Jiaheng Looking at Xiao Que'er on the stage, she said slowly, she has already stepped onto the stage.

"Haha, good, good, today I am not only fortunate to see the peerless dancer, but also to see the disciples of Haotian Holy Land composing poems and courting love. This will definitely be a good story, and I will be the witness." Someone in the hall booed .

Even though Haotian Holy Land is known as a holy land of literature, the so-called gentlemen and gentlemen are good. No one thinks that there is anything wrong with Wang Jiaheng standing up and saying that. On the contrary, they think it is the best thing.

Xiao Que'er on the stage looked at Wang Jiaheng with flickering eyes. When he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a sudden voice, and he looked over in astonishment.

"Slow down, what nonsense poems, I can make them casually, a man should hold a sword in the world, such soft poems can only be made by girls, and I still want to use them here to show off"?

A sudden voice sounded, and in the astonished eyes of countless people, Shura, who didn't know when he changed into a blood-colored robe, walked towards the stage step by step, ignoring Wang Jiaheng's mocking eyes and said lightly: "Girl, do you have any questions?" There are so many twists and turns, let me tell you bluntly, I also admire you, and I also wrote a poem, please listen to it, girl."

"This guy, can't you see someone more prominent than him...Wang Jiaheng?" In the private room, Tang Tian narrowed his eyes and said to himself, but the first half of the sentence was about Shura.

"Smoky mist and flowers scattered, flames ruthlessly scorching people's eyes, dancing spirits intoxicate the world, why not use the sword to go to the end of the world, the clear water is cold and the sword's edge is cold, the blood is full of heaven and earth, killing people, one person and one sword are singing, only owe the red sleeves beside you incense", Shura ignored Wang Jiaheng's eyes, watched Xiao Que'er's mouth curled up with evil intentions and said indifferently.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xiao Que'er and said with a smile: "Girl, the first time I saw you, I was fascinated by your dancing posture. I was a duckweed in this incident, killing people with swords. Empty, I saw the girl today, and I realized what was missing in my life. It turned out that I was missing a partner who would dance with me for the rest of my life. Come with me, I kill people, and you dance for me, okay? Life like this is not in vain. ".

"Haha, okay, okay, it's good to say that blood is full of heaven and earth, and it's murder. If a man is alive, he has to kill with a sword. Miss Yun'er follows such a real man, and that is the best affiliation."

"Yes, yes, holding the sword to the end of the world, how lonely and lonely it is. If you are accompanied by red sleeves, even if the sword's edge is stained with blood, that is also beautiful...".

No matter what the world is, there is never a shortage of booing people. Wang Jiaheng just stood up, and this one came out. There is a good show to watch, and everyone thinks that the other party is more intense.

In this kind of occasion, to put it bluntly, it is jealousy, relying on verbal skills, everyone knows that they will not fight before booing, if they lose verbally to others, if they have to use fists to settle it, then they will be laughed at.

In the private room, Tang Tian looked at Shura, and sighed in his heart that this guy really deserves to be a promiscuous guy. If he said it, an ordinary woman might not be able to hold it at all. And that Wang Jiaheng, who is handsome, is also a young talent, Which woman doesn't want to be entrusted with such a man all her life?

But, no matter what, since Tang Tian's avatar once said that he wanted to get Xiao Que'er, he would mess up the situation here no matter what, without him, it's just for face, even though no one knew that he said that if that is the case.

On the stage, Xiao Que'er looked at Wang Jiaheng and Shura with her star-like eyes, the corners of her eyes slightly raised, and she was about to say something, but when the third slow words resounded through the hall, she stopped talking again.

Everyone was stunned, who is this, standing up again? There are twists and turns, this time there is a good show to watch.

In the private room, Tang Tian wore a golden robe and walked slowly towards the stage. Although he was not as handsome as Wang Jiaheng or Wang Jiaheng, the noble temperament on his body was not what the two of them possessed.

Ignoring everyone's gazes, Tang Tian looked at Xiao Que'er on the stage, and obviously saw a trace of surprise in the other's eyes, perhaps a trace of surprise and astonishment, and slowly said: "Watching a girl dance today, but I don't know what to do." It is Sansheng who is lucky, and I also have a poem, please listen to it."

"Speak quickly, try to make a poem that surpasses them, hahaha...".

"It's the third one, and I don't know if anyone will jump out later, I'm looking forward to it."

"Oh, Brother Zhao, why don't you play a song too..."

Tang Tian stood up and once again plunged the scene into a brand new situation. There were endless booing people. It was a good show, a good show, it was the right time.

Looking at the little sparrow, Tang Tian said, "Why are you so good at dancing with long sleeves? What a pity that the talk in the small building is desolate? Acacia leaves on the banks of the Baishui River, skylarks bow their heads from the east, lotus dancing flowers all night, flowing water gurgling at night, for whom are the three thousand blue silks left?" , white flowers bloom alone to be sad".

Speaking of this, Tang Tian showed a faint smile, and after glancing at Shura and Wang Jiaheng, he looked at Xiao Que'er again and said, "Girl, you have long hair reaching your waist, how about marrying me?"

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(Ahaha, three poems, original by Shi Shi, make everyone laugh and laugh) (to be continued...)

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