Above the hall, red candles are shining brightly at night, like a nightless sky.

Silk and bamboo played, drums blared, and accompanied by the long and long sound of strings, twelve beautiful dancers danced gracefully, with graceful waists, exquisite figures, and the rolling trains of their skirts like twelve fluttering colorful butterflies.

The eyes are full of lively colors, but in the eyes of everyone, such a beautiful dancer is just a foil, just like stars holding the moon, surrounding a peerless beauty as gorgeous as a peony in the center.

The woman among them is really like a bright moon hanging in the sky, which makes the surrounding dancers lose their color. But she is wearing a hollow gold silk crimson palace dress, satin veil and brocade flower shoes, and her black hair is combed into a flying moon.

She wore a bun with a shining silver phoenix beaded hairpin inserted sideways. Although she only lightly applied pink and white, her beautiful melon-seed face, bright star eyes like gems and fair and rosy skin all exuded a kind of aura.

A stunning sight that captivates the country and the city.

The woman's long-sleeved dance shows her enchanting figure, her eyes are moving as if full of affection, her pink lips are pursed in a lazy and charming smile, but she exudes an indestructible nobility and dignity from her body bones, which is life-like.

There is no sense of blasphemy, forming a unique temperament that can be viewed from a distance but not played with.

At this time, the music turned from melodious to high-pitched, and the woman stretched her jade arms, moved her lotus steps, and twirled her body to the rhythm of the high-pitched Chinese music. Her red skirt was fluttering in the fragrant wind, like a peony slowly blooming.

It rises, showing the warmth and richness of life. The string reaches a high point and stops abruptly, leaving only the lingering sound, but the beautiful and moving figure is imprinted in everyone's heart.

"Okay!" After the silence, a sound of praise awakened the intoxicated crowd. The speaker was the owner of this place, "I have heard for a long time that Ji Xiang's dance skills are the best in the world. Hu Mou has been looking forward to it day and night. He has wanted to see it for a long time. See you today.

But I feel regretful, I am afraid that after today, all the other graceful dances in the world will not be worth looking at."

The master looks like a young man. Although his appearance is upright, his complexion is dull, with a bit of drunkenness. What is even more surprising is that he has two white eyebrows that look like frost and snow, which adds a bit of decadence. There are two halls.

There is a gilt copper furnace with flowing moire patterns on each side. The charcoal fire in the furnace is bright red, so even though it is cold winter, the hall is as warm as spring. The dancers with gauze and graceful clothes have sweat oozing from the tip of their noses, but this young man is

Still afraid of the cold, he wrapped his fur clothes tightly.

"Second Young Master is making fun of you. Yao Yu is only proficient in dance music. She is far from being considered one of the greats, let alone the best in the world. Not to mention that she is far from the best in the world. Let's just say that the seventh girl in your family is also famous for her music, singing and dancing. Compared with her,

Yao jade is nothing but the light of a firefly. Fortunately, the seventh girl is not here today, otherwise I would never dare to show my shame in front of her." The woman gave a slight bow and replied softly, her voice was soft but not greasy, as sweet and moving as a song.

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The young master smiled bitterly: "Master Ji Xiang is too modest. Although my seventh sister is famous, she is not famous for singing and dancing. A bunch of boring people have seduced her and gave her a few top hats."

It’s just a matter of wearing it. If she believes it to be true, that would be ridiculous.”

"Oh, the Second Young Master is so complimentary, isn't he blaming Yaoyu? If Yaoyu is so tired that the Second Young Master has no intention of singing and dancing from now on, then wouldn't it mean that there is a general missing in the powder pile, and a hero missing in the light tent?

"The woman covered her smile with red sleeves, and her eyes were full of anger and resentment. Although she was just making fun of her, she looked pitiful in the eyes of others, as if she could not bear this unprovoked crime.

"In this case, let me give the incense master an idea." The young master swept away the twelve dancing girls and said, "I usually spoil these girls rotten. They only know how to idle around and be lazy all day long, but their singing and dancing skills are amazing.

Normally, it is rare for them to have this opportunity. If the Xiang Master takes them to dance a few more songs, if they can learn one ten thousandth of the Xiang Master, it will be enough for me to relieve my loneliness for the rest of my life."

The woman giggled and said: "After all, the second young master still doesn't understand Yao Yu's hard work. He wants to trick Yao Yu into dancing for you again, that's all. It's rare for the young master to appreciate you. Today, even if Yao Yu breaks both legs from exhaustion, he still wants to do it.

Dance until the young master enjoys himself.

The musician heard this and immediately played new music. The woman was about to dance when a mournful cry came from outside the hall, disrupting the rhythm of the music.

"Second Young Master, it's not good. The Second Master and the Third Young Master... they... they all died in the battle in Shu." Following the mournful cry, an old servant also staggered into the hall and knelt down on the ground.

As soon as the words came out, the dancing maids in the hall were all moved, and there was an uproar, and some even cried on the spot. Only the young master and Ji Yaoyu looked as usual, as if they had not heard it.

The young master frowned and scolded: "Steward Li, you have been in my Qingqiu Hu family for fifty years, but why do you still act so carelessly and disturb my distinguished guests?"

Manager Li opened his old, cloudy eyes with an expression of disbelief. However, he did not dare to contradict him because of his superiority and inferiority. He murmured: "But... such a big thing..."

However, Mr. Hu completely ignored him and raised his glass to pay tribute to the woman in white: "Master Ji Xiang, this servant is ignorant and makes Master Xiang laugh. Hu is punishing himself with this cup. I hope Master Xiang will continue."

Ji Yaoyu nodded slightly, then turned to the weeping female dancers and said: "The dancer's heart is in the state of mind. If you sisters are not in the mood, you can leave first. I can do this dance alone."

The young master also said: "In this case, the musician can be saved, and I will accompany the incense master alone."

After that, the young master picked up a jar of wine and placed four bowls side by side on the table. The young master opened the mud seal of the wine jar, and the aroma of wine overflowed. He poured the wine pulp in different shades into the four bowls, and then raised the wine jar.

The chopsticks were struck, and the bamboo chopsticks flew up and landed on four bowls and one altar, and the five notes of Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu were played. The music was clear and flying, like bells and drums ringing in unison.

The woman also quickly tied the skirt around her waist, revealing her slender legs, and started dancing. The charming look on her eyebrows swept away, and her eyebrows were sharpened, showing her heroic spirit, and her long sleeves were made like whips and swords.

Soft and gentle, they form a cluster of flowers.

Ji Yaoyu lightly opened her red lips and sang: "I'm riding on a horse, carrying jade paste, traveling around the world to seek spiritual phoenixes. I'm assisting the king in conquering the eight wastelands, and I'm attracting beauties by the river..." Her voice is like broken beads splashing jade, without any traces of it.

Can be picky, born with pride.

Suddenly the style of the song changed, and it turned into a tactful and sad one. The bamboo chops fell like rain on the steps, which was indescribably sad. Ji Yao's jade sleeves also turned dignified and profound, hiding lingering thoughts, like the splendid flower clusters formed by the sleeves.

Unable to withstand the rain and frost, he murmured in his mouth: "The autumn wind blows, and the fragrances wither, and the ambitions are not fulfilled, and they perish. I hate the sun and the moon and don't give time, and I miss my old friends in the sky." That quiet and melodious voice, in

It was ethereal, but there was a hint of sadness. Even Manager Li, who was kneeling on the ground, was fascinated by it. He watched the woman in white dancing infatuatedly, and unknowingly burst into tears.

At the end of the song, the lingering sound lingered in the air. Ji Yaoyu stepped back and bowed slightly. Mr. Hu closed his eyes and thought about it again and again before sighing: "Just now, Mr. Hu said that if he saw Master Ji Xiang dance, he would regret it. Let Hu

If I take back this sentence, if I can watch the incense master dance, I will have no regrets in this life. With just this dance, I will drink three large whites in a row." After saying this, he raised the bowl of wine and drank the three bowls of wine on the table.

Ji Yaoyu leaned forward and said: "Singing and dancing are just a way to entertain people and are not worth mentioning. The young master should have something important to do, so Yaoyu won't bother you." After Yingying bowed, she left gracefully.

Mr. Hu Er picked up the fourth bowl of wine, but did not drink it. Instead, he played with it in the palm of his hand. The sloshing wine was like a deep pool, reflecting the calm face of Mr. Bai Mei, but he saw him saying quietly: "Beauty with sound and beauty, the ax to attack one's nature, is the ultimate

It's to wear away the bones of a hero. If you can enjoy this life, what's wrong with being a boneless person?"

"What a pity!" Mr. Hu stood up and poured a cup full of fine wine on the ground, as if he was offering sacrifices to the souls of the dead in the distance, and also as if he was offering sacrifices to the absurd years that can never be returned.

"Guanshi Li." The young master called softly, and Guanshi Li looked up. The person in front of him was tall and erect, with a majestic posture. The two white eyebrows no longer meant decline, but seemed to have accumulated the wisdom of endless years.

"Inform me that Hu Li, the new 22nd generation head of the Hu family in Qingqiu, wants to see the Northern Dragon King!"

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As the saying goes, "A young man cannot enter Sichuan, and an old man cannot leave Shu." The country of Tianfu is far away from the political center, and there has been no danger of war for a hundred years. It has beautiful mountains and rivers, and beautiful women like clouds. The entire Shu county is like a mirror lake, calm and waveless.

, is indeed a good place to spend time and recuperate, but half a month ago, a medium-sized stone was thrown into this calm lake, causing a ripple that is still rippled to this day.

Half a month ago, Yang Xuanyan, the chief minister of Shuzhong, was imprisoned for some unclear and trivial matters. However, Yang Xuanyan was weak and frail. He stayed in jail for a night and died before being tried. He was left with nothing to clean up.

Named and a weak orphan girl.

Although Yang Xuanyan is just a local official, he is descended from the Hongnong Yang family, and his grandfather Yang Wang was the former Shangzhu Kingdom. Think of the Hongnong Yang family as one of the "Four Generations and Three Dukes" since the Han Dynasty, and has been a famous family for generations.

The previous emperors also clung to the bloodline of the Hongnong Yang family, but they did not want to replace the dynasty. The kings and kings moved one after another. The "relatives of the emperor" of the previous dynasty are now dead in prison. They have become a talking point among the people in Shengdou. How can we not let others

Sad.

If this incident is a small disturbance, there is another incident that can be considered as causing a big disturbance, but ordinary people have no way of knowing about it.

It was also half a month ago that Hu Bugui, the top think tank under Beilong Tianzao and one of the three monsters in the demon world, personally sneaked into Shu, intending to incite the demon clan in Shu to form a demon alliance to jointly deal with the Peacock Master Gong Zi Ling, but unexpectedly Shu

All the demons in the earth yearned for Gongzi Ling. Although they were forced by Hu Bugui's evil power, they only pretended to agree. In the end, under the leadership of the new demon alliance leader Fatty Gu, they turned back and successfully lured out the blue-eyed evil fox Hu Bugui.

Ling even appeared on the spot and killed the evil fox.

If we consider the follow-up of this matter, Hu Bugui is Beilongtian's loyal minister. If Beilongtian starts war again because of this, the collision between the two peerless demon kings, the Beidi Mad Dragon and the Xijin Peacock, will cause a huge conflict.

There are huge waves and turbulent waves that can overturn the entire world. There are countless eyes in the dark, watching this coming storm.

But the two people who really caused the storm left quietly without anyone paying attention.

"Master, are you really going to kill He Guqiong because of your wealth?" On the official road, an old Taoist was riding a donkey leisurely, followed closely by a young man, walking closely, but not out of breath at all, so he still had time to ask questions.

"Are you bothered, kid? You insisted on using this title on me before, and now that I admit it, you have to doubt me again?" The man on the donkey was naturally Qingku, and he replied dissatisfied.

"No, if you are really as tall as He Guqiong, even if you can't fly with your sword and take me a ride, it won't take much effort on your part to carry a package for me. How can you ride a donkey and drink wine? Our legs

Why do you have to carry a package while running so fast?"

Qing Ku leisurely said: "Don't complain, I'm doing it for your own good. You are about to go to Lingxiao Swordsmanship. The disciples there have been training hard since childhood. If you don't polish your muscles and bones, won't you be outclassed by them?"

Ying Feiyang said disdainfully: "Practice hard, practice hard, if you practice the word "hard" in sword practice, then it will be in vain no matter how hard you practice."

It had been half a month since Hu Bugui's death. After Xie Lingyan and the others recovered from their injuries, they returned to Lingxiao Swordsmanship in advance to take care of things. However, Ying Feiyang, under the difficult circumstances of his master's orders, embarked on the road to Lingxiao Swordsmanship.

He said it with disdain, but Ying Feiyang did have some yearning for Lingxiao Kendo, a popular place for learning swordsmanship. However, he left his hometown in a hurry without any mental preparation, and it was inevitable that he felt a little sad about parting.

When I was feeling sad, there were noisy carriages and horses on the official road, and a convoy drove out. However, everyone was wearing silk clothes and plain clothes, their spirits were low, and the horses' hooves were trampled to pieces, and the ground was desolate.

"Well, is it the Yang family's motorcade?" Ying Feiyang saw a few familiar faces in the motorcade, and with a sudden move, he scanned the motorcade, trying to search for that unforgettable figure.

Qingku didn't pay attention to Ying Feiyang's actions, but after hearing about the decline of the Yang family, he couldn't help but sigh: "In the past, we were proud and prosperous, but now we are desolate and desolate. In just half a month, the situation has changed. Things are unpredictable. It's really shocking.

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When he turned around, he saw Ying Feiyang's eyes wandering in the motorcade. He couldn't help but get angry and patted his head and said, "What are you looking at? Let's go!"

People outside the car looked inside the car, and people inside the car were also looking outside the car. Two pleasant but slightly deep female voices were talking.

A soft and mature female voice hummed: "It's just two Taoists, what's so interesting about them?"

Qingyue said in a childish voice: "Eighth sister, those two people are the immortals who came to the house to eliminate demons before."

"Humph, what kind of immortal is this? You talk about catching ghosts and subduing demons, but my father hasn't...he's gone yet. Bah, he's just a liar who pretends to be a ghost!"

"But my father's death has nothing to do with them."

"Okay, you are always so naive. Now that my father has passed away, our family has moved north to join my third uncle. When we arrive at his third uncle's house in Luoyang, you have to be more cautious. Although his third uncle is a kind person, we are still living under someone else's roof.

But it’s no different than at home, where you have to be measured in what you say and do, and you have to be a little cautious about people.”

"Oh, my own home? We don't have a home, so we can just take a break." He sighed softly in a slightly young and childish voice, but it actually contained a sense of vicissitudes beyond his age.

"It's good if you know, and it saves the eighth sister from having to worry about it. It's cold and windy, so you'd better put down the curtains——Miss Yuhuan"

The heavy curtains were lowered, blocking the eyes that were like autumn water, and the motorcade gradually moved away, heading towards the mountain pass in the north.
Chapter completed!