These words are clearly mocking the woman opposite. As soon as you open your mouth, why do you have such a bad mouth?
The woman's words were so obvious that she couldn't stand it on the spot. She was about to have an attack, but a woman next to her held her back.
A cold look came from the superior, and the woman snorted unwillingly.
He glared at Mu Yuyao with a pair of sinister eyes, then sat aside and started drinking.
At exactly this time, Xuanyuan Jianxiong was also welcomed in by the head of the family.[
The woman looked at the cold and handsome Xuanyuan Jianxiong, and her eyes couldn't go wrong.
That peach blossom face slowly took on a spring color.
Such a look fell in the eyes of Mu Yuyao across from her, and she sneered softly. She had seen many women get excited by Xuanyuan Sword Hero, but she never expected that this arrogant woman would not be immune to such clichés.
"Master Long, please, please."
After guiding Xuanyuan Jianxiong to the upper position, the woman named Luo clapped her hands, and a group of dancing girls came out to greet her.
The music started playing and the dancers started dancing.
The woman looked at the dancing skills on the field, her eyes turned a few times, and a trace of thought appeared in her eyes.
As soon as the dance ended, she quickly stood up and said, "Mother, I am not very talented, so I want to perform a dance for the noble Lord Long. Whatever you want, please ask this beauty next to Lord Long to dance with Qin'er."
She looked at Mu Yuyao with arrogant eyes and a cold smile on her lips.
Provocation, Chi Guoguo's provocation.
How could Mu Yuyao not see it? Looking at her tight-fitting clothes and a sword on the table, Mu Yuyao instantly understood that this woman was probably going to dance the sword in the hall. By the way, let's
I'm embarrassed.
Master Luo was stunned for a moment when he saw his daughter doing this.
After all, she is her own daughter, so she is still very used to it.
After glaring at the woman in red, she looked at Xuanyuan Jianxiong in embarrassment, "Master Long, look, why don't you invite your little maid to dance with my little girl?"
Xuanyuan Jianxiong's indifferent eyes glanced at Mu Yuyao. Seeing that she didn't look panicked, he nodded, "That's fine, we're having fun together anyway."
Mu Yuyao, who had never danced before, now wanted to go up and dance with the woman in pink clothes. This really made Mu Yuyao confused.
However, she is not the kind of person who is afraid of trouble.
Since her Xuanyu magic skill has improved, she also wants to test her level. Today, a woman insisted on coming to let her practice swordsmanship, so she nodded in agreement.
"Sir, I'll go. However, I also want a sword. People say that dancing with me will make you look more lively and lively. If that beauty is the only one dancing with the sword, wouldn't it be a bit disappointing?"
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Upon hearing this, Chunhua on the other side had a sarcastic smile on his lips, "Okay, we all use swords, but the swords will be ruthless for a while, sister, you have to be careful."
Whether there is internal strength or not, anyone who knows kung fu can tell at a glance.
From the way Mu Yuyao stared at her just now, Chunhua could tell that this woman had no internal strength at all.
In other words, she is just a mortal existence.
She is so simple, and if she, a swordsman who has studied for twelve years, dances with her, she can figure out the outcome without using her brain.
Even Xuanyuan Jianxiong was a little confused. However, his face was always calm. Even if Mount Tai was overwhelming him, he would not change his expression.
The two picked up their swords, and Mu Yuyao came on stage with a nonchalant smile.
Throwing away the sword in his hand, he stared at the woman in front of him, "Sister, I'm very scared. Alas, she can't do anything anymore. She can only dance like this. So, sister, you can forget it in a while.
Even if you want to cut me and hurt others, you must be merciful. Ahh... people are really scared..."