Chapter 113: Xiang Zhuang's Sword Dance is for Pei Gong.
The music started again, Siyan was holding the sword and dancing, the yellow Bixialuo with phoenix embroidered on it, the pink smoke gauze skirt that meandered to the floor, her skin was as solid as fat and her air was like orchid.
She is charming and boneless, with two strands of hair on her cheeks blowing gently in the wind, adding a bit of seductive charm, while her flexible eyes move intelligently.
Wearing a light green dress, her waist is not too tight. She is so beautiful that she is so beautiful. Her eyes are more charming than peach blossoms, and her skin is like snow. Her black hair is pulled into a high bun, and her hair is full of beauty.
The beads shined dazzlingly in the sun, and the bright red lips were slightly raised.
The big red silk hanging down from the beam is wrapped around the waist. Siyan is like a mermaid flying out of the sea. As the silk is floating in circles, the shimmering cold light and the alluring red silk complement each other.
This charming and ecstatic sword dance, that stunning appearance, and the cold light and scaly shadow of the sword are like a picture of ice and snow filled with alluring flowers...
Except for the music, the hall is lonely
It was so quiet that even the sound of breathing disappeared...
King Mu was also shocked. He did not expect Siyan's sword dance to be so amazing. Everyone stared at Siyan's dancing figure.
Yan Fei's eyes were full of flames, burning with envy, jealousy, and hatred
At this moment, it seemed like she was practicing Drunken Boxing again, her erratic figure was as soft as water. Siyan was now drunk, and she felt very good dancing with the sword.
but……
There was a person who didn't seem to be looking at Siyan very much. Siyan just happened to see this person from the corner of her eyes. This was the person wearing the iron mask.
When the others got excited, the man stood behind with a bottle of wine and drank to himself.
Siyan's figure flashed, and the long sword danced and pierced straight through. The man's glass cup was instantly shattered, and the sword tip continued to attack...
"Come here..." Yan Fei called out hurriedly, she would never let go of an opportunity for revenge.
Suddenly, dozens of guards rushed in with knives and surrounded the center.
As soon as the iron-masked man dodged, Siyan's sword that was stabbing at him missed, and he immediately swept past, but the man couldn't dodge. The tip of the sword passed by, a white light flashed by, and with a clang, a piece of the mask fell off.
The sword crossed with a few wisps of blood, which was sprinkled in the air. The man's right arm had a cut, and the blood flowed out, and the wound was immediately dyed red.
Siyan put away her sword and looked at the masked man. He covered his right arm and gasped.
"who are you?"
A piece of the mask was cut off by the sword, but the face of the man was still not visible.