Chapter 1630 The copycat sister

white.

Snow white.

The light ball above my head casts a bright white light, and the spacious stage looks like a snow covered in silver.

At the center of the light is a back wearing a long white ancient style dress.

The music started, and the back turned around, with a white veil hanging on his face.

White beaded hairpin.

White veil.

White long skirt.

But even if only one pair of eyes was exposed, it made people involuntarily want to follow the firm gazes in those eyes and see what was happening ahead.

The sound of the horse-headed piano is melodious.

The girl's body is light and erect.

As soon as the buzzing murderous aura sounded from the music, everyone seemed to have seen the past on the girl.

The brave and warlike father died on the battlefield.

The elder brother who took the lead became the striker.

The young lady who used to parade on horseback went up and resisted the opposition and became a new charge general, leading the soldiers to fight to kill the enemy.

At this moment, there was no lady in the boudoir.

There is no woman who is worse than a man.

Only one breath is left to protect your home and defend your territory.

She was the only one who saw her, but the person who watched her dance seemed to see the thousands of troops behind her and heard the shouts of swords and swords.

The soft sword drawn from his waist was shining with a cold light under the light.

Rising up and falling, a sharp sword wind drew out in the air.

The girl seemed to be tireless, constantly waving the sword in her hand.

Until exhausted.

The music stopped suddenly, the lights above the head became dimmed, and the white beam turned red.

The girl in white seemed to have changed into a red dress.

But everyone knows that it was stained with blood.

The veil was still the same, and the girl's eyes were still cold, but the moment the sword fell to the ground with a clang, the solemn eyes were stained with a smile, and then a small arc of joy was bent.

The next moment, the girl fell to the ground.

Bang!

The beam changed again and turned into a light gray.

The girl lies on the ground, as if she has turned into a small gray mound.

Maybe a gust of wind blew over the next moment, and the mound was blown flat.

The wind rises and the wind stops again.

But will anyone know the girl who died in the battlefield?

Maybe not.

However, Feitian Live Room, Fanxing Live Room, and more than 2 billion fans who watched the live broadcast will not forget that on the night of 520, the Feitian No. 1 sister didn't even show her face and danced a dance that didn't even know what her name was, which shocked the audience.

"Did you tell me this is a PK between the top sisters on the platform? I think you are teasing me! A bronze came out to challenge the king. I really don't know if you should praise you for your courage or laugh at you for being overestimated!"

"Ahhh, I really want to turn into a paparazzi and go and interview the star of the fake girl's mood at this moment."

"Who has registered Fanxing? Go and take a look at the live broadcast room over there, and what are the results of the first round of voting?"

"First of all, I declare that I am not registered. Secondly, I want to tell the person upstairs, you are afraid you are not a fool, right? Who dares to reply to you? Didn't that reveal that you are a double-faced spy's vest?"

"Ahhhhhh! @Flying No. 1 Beauty, @I am Coke, Sister Wan, Coke, what's the name of this dance? I want to see the prequel or follow-up, is there any?"

"The veteran Wanfeng wants to say that this is a dance that my sister in the Wanyi family improvised. Except for the music that is ready-made, the others are improvised. improvised!! Do you understand?"

"My heart is broken..."

In the Feitian live broadcast room, fans were shocked by Ye Wan's impromptu leading the enemy's dance to fly together.

In Fanxing's live broadcast room, Xingxing looked at the voting list and the gift list, and his face was so ugly that he could hardly hold it.
Chapter completed!