This sentence immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Qin Feng couldn't wait to open all the wooden windows in the box.

Lin Xi and the two girls were also very curious.

What would the oiran of the demon world look like?

Everyone leaned against the railing and looked down at the window.

But he saw a graceful figure appearing above the high hall.

She has a perfect figure and wears a gold silk dress, which is extremely luxurious.

Her skin is fair and tender, and her long hair is pulled up.

The gauze covers her face, revealing only a pair of autumn eyes.

Her eyes seemed to be able to speak.

"That's it?"

"Can this also be called an oiran?"

Qin Feng smacked his lips, very disappointed.

Having been with Xia Yuyan and others for a long time, his vision has become surprisingly high.

Lin Que looked at the oiran quietly, his eyes moving slightly.

This Ruyan is actually a human race.

Moreover, there is a unique power fluctuation on her body, which proves that this woman is also a monk.

But he couldn't see through his cultivation.

This is enough to prove that the strength of the oiran is at the lowest level of the pseudo-sage.

The saint joins the land of romance?

This thing is a bit incredible.

"Everyone is objective, in order to reward you for your long wait."

"Next, let Miss Ruyan perform a dance for everyone."

After the old bustard finished speaking, in Zuixiang Tower, the formation was activated.

A golden light suddenly appeared, and the roof of the building disappeared out of thin air, revealing the deep night outside.

Above the clear sky, there is no cloud, and a bright moon hangs high.

Amidst the sounds of exclamation, smoke rose up into the sky.

After saluting, he spread out his jade arms and thrust out his long sleeves.

Next, the waist twists.

The dance like smoke is in the style of ancient humans, charming and seductive.

Everyone in Zuixiang Tower was instantly immersed in it.

Lin Que was not included in this list.

His eyes became deeper and deeper.

The movement of power around this woman gave him a feeling of déjà vu.

Mo Qingcheng's attention was always on Lin Que.

She mistook him for the other party, and was seduced by that promiscuous woman.

The emotions that had been building up for a long time completely exploded.

His voice became very cold.

"Does it look good?"

Lin Que felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and with a start, he turned around.

There was water in the eyes of the beautiful woman in front of her.

Before he could explain, Mo Qingcheng turned around and left.

"Qingcheng, why are you going!"

Lin Que didn't care about anything else and gathered his energy to catch up.

However, Mo Qingcheng was moving too fast, and she was stopped by Lin Que until she reached the wilderness outside the city.

Mo Qingcheng didn't say anything, and looked at Lin Que, with sadness written all over his pretty face.

Lin Que saw this and said with a wry smile.

"Qingcheng, there's something wrong with that Ruyan..."

He told everything he had discovered, and Mo Qingcheng's mood calmed down.

Thinking of her previous willful behavior, she felt a little at a loss.

"sorry……"

Under the moonlight, Mo Qingcheng, who has always been known for her coolness, looked particularly gentle at this moment.

Lin Que grinned.

"Qingcheng, I didn't expect that in your eyes, I am this kind of person."

"It breaks my heart so much."

"You have to make it up to me!"

After hearing this, Mo Qingcheng's eyes froze on Lin Que's face.

The lotus steps moved slightly, and the distance between the two of them narrowed to a very close distance.

The fragrance filled his nose, and Lin Que could even see the delicate down on the beautiful woman's swan neck.

Who can withstand this!

He took three steps back in panic.

"Don't mess around!"

"I am a good family man!"

After saying this, Lin Que felt very unwilling.

As a master of love, how could he be at a disadvantage in front of this little woman!

He simply spread his hands.

"Well, be gentle..."

Seeing his embarrassed look, Mo Qingcheng smiled.

"Pooh!"

With a soft sigh, Mo Qingcheng moved her beautiful hand, and a guqin appeared in her palm.

"I can't dance, but I can play the piano."

After the words fell, Mo Qingcheng flew up and sat in mid-air.

The Yao Qin is placed on the lap.

Slender fingers plucked the strings.

The sweet voice reached Lin Que's ears.

His mood instantly calmed down.

The beating notes form a long melody, and the thoughts of the daughter's family are imprinted in it, making it slightly sad.

Playing the harp under the moonlight is to move your heart.

After half a stick of incense, the sound of the piano disappeared and the gentle breeze subsided.

Mo Qingcheng fell to the ground and looked at Lin Que with stern eyes.

Like Yanmei, everyone can watch her dance, but her song is only for one person.

The heart is so clear that there is no need to express it in words.

Lin Que was stunned.

Oops!

Get distracted!

He didn't know how to face it, so he pretended to slap his thigh.

"Wonderful!"

"I've known you for so long, and I didn't even know you had such a talent!"
To be continued...