Ye Ge wanted to get rid of the disbelief in their hearts, so he studied the dance of the leader of the Dream.
That year, the leader of the Meng clan was criticized by thousands of people.
Some people say that she corrupts the virtues of women and curses her for being unable to die well.
A natural disaster, a race that descended to the middle level, dared not care about other races.
She was not afraid of danger and saved this clan.
The cold in winter rose up. When she saved the person, the tribesmen of other tribes came here one after another and accused the leader Meng of being the murderer.
The leader of the Meng tribe did not explain, but started dancing at the moment when it snowed.
Red plums fell one after another, snow covered the entire world, and countless people held their breath and looked at the beautiful dance.
The moon rose behind her, and under the bright light, there was only her graceful and soft body.
After the dance, the leader of the Dream Clan disappeared from the world and returned to his dream Clan.
When people learn the truth, they think of that dance again, and they feel endlessly aftertaste in their hearts.
A painter with excellent brushwork skills painted the scene at that time and was auctioned for a sky-high price. The painting was his pinnacle, and even he himself could not surpass it.
The painter is famous for this, and countless people come to see him and paint, but he is rejected. He only said one sentence to the praises of the world: It is less than one ten thousandth of that of the dream god.
That painting is called the God of Dreams.
Since Ye Ge heard this story, he has been searching for information about the leader of Meng. After studying for a long time, he finally got some confidence.
She will be a second dream god.
Night Song after Nirvana is so confident.
Thousands of spectators in the Blood Dance Tower were obsessed with a dance by Xian Ji.
In front of the window of the Yafang, the ancestor put down the teacup and blew his drooping beard as he groaned: "It's unbearable to see."
The leader of the Meng clan only danced once in his life. His ancestors were lucky enough to see him. When he watched Ye Ge’s dance, he felt that he was so irritating.
"One is the moon in the sky, the other is the dust in the ground, how can it be compared? It's just an imitation of Dong Shi, the world's rumor." The ancestor sneered. The leader of the Meng clan was able to get rid of those stigmas because it was just a rumor in the world, and has never been said to have been to the world.
There was a real evidence, and the leader of the Meng clan was kind-hearted and rushed to Kunlun to save people. Facing the accusations of the world, she had no anger and was just a sad person.
Liang Wu turned her sleeves and left.
The ancestor became more and more angry as he watched it. "Can this kind of dance be called a dance? If the leader of the Meng clan knew about it, he would be so angry that he would crawl out of the coffin!"
Qingge turned his head and looked at his ancestor, and couldn't help but wonder, was the ancestor of the Ye clan a little fan of the leader of the Meng clan?
No. 2 took a few steps towards the windowsill, looked down at Ye Ge's Wu and fell into deep thought.
There is indeed a dance deep in her dream.
There is no sorrow, no sharpness, no charm.
It's just sadness in the world.
A drop of crystal light fell.
No. 2 raised his hand and wiped his face, and tears came from the back of his hands.
After hearing the patriarch of the Meng clan, Qingge paid attention to No. 2 and became more convinced of No. 2's identity.
Qingge suddenly glared at Ji Yue: "Does it look good?" She actually found that this guy was watching Ye Ge dance.
Ji Yue shook her head quickly, "It's not good-looking."
Everyone: "..." Is it really good for you to flirt like this?
On the high platform, when the night singing and dancing were finished, it also imitated the patriarch of the Dream Clan. A snowy scene appeared like a magic trick. After the snow, the night song disappeared.
Looking at the windowsill of the elegant seat again, the bead curtain moved slightly, and behind the curtain was a beautiful woman with elegant temperament; she hummed a small song, and the sound of silk and bamboo came from inside, and she picked up the wine glass...
"It's mysterious and vulgar!" said the ancestor in an atmosphere: "The pheasants who come from don't know where they dare to compare with the holy dream clan's appearance?"
The ancestors were almost out of control and wanted to dig out their eyes and wash them before putting them back.
The aunt of the Ye clan felt helpless when she looked at the ancestor. Whenever she mentioned the leader of the Meng clan, the ancestor could not calm down.
It should be noted that the person who took the sky-high painting was his ancestors, and the painting is still treasured in the underground palace of the Night Clan.
The room was silent for a long time, and then there was a roar of surprise.
Behind the bead curtain of the Yase opposite, Ye Ge felt fragrant and sweat from his forehead. He drank a sip of tea, and a radiant radiance of confidence between his eyebrows.
The maid came and took a soft handkerchief to wipe Ye Ge's sweat: "Xian Ji, the dance just now is really unforgettable."
"The essence of the dream leader is like a shocking robe." Ye Ge said proudly.
She completely got rid of the humility in her bones, and from then on, she was a noble fairy girl in the Thousand Clans.
After experiencing the disaster of ice prisons and the pain of changing one's body, Ye Ge's thoughts and temperament have undergone earth-shaking changes.
Ye Ge raised his eyebrows, and the maid took out the embroidery glasses she carried with her, put them in front of Ye Ge. Ye Ge drew her eyebrows for her and put them on some makeup.
"Am I beautiful?" Ye Ge asked.
"Beautiful, Xian Ji is outstanding in appearance, extraordinary temperament, and is truly the most beautiful woman in the thousand clans." The maid said softly.
"What about compared to Ye Qingge?" Ye Ge narrowed his eyes.
The maid in front of me once saw Ye Qingge on the beacon of martial arts.
The maid was stunned and then smiled and said, "That ordinary woman is naturally not as good as our fairy girl. She doesn't deserve to carry her shoes to our fairy girl!"
Ye Ge smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, enjoying the maid's praise.
Through the bead curtain and a layer of gauze, Ye Ge listened carefully to the sounds around the platform.
"This dance is hard to see in the ages. How fortunate are we to witness the dance of Xian Ji!"
"It seems that the leader of the Dream tribe appears again and dances again."
"I heard that the dance of the fifth elder Blood Demon is also extraordinary. For her, the Demon Lotus specially set up a Blood Dance Tower to let the Blood Demon dance."
"Who has seen the Five Elder's dance besides the Demon Lotus Demon Lord? Besides, what good-looking dance can a person who doesn't even dare to show his face."
"Since ancient times, who has not had a very ugly appearance to cover his face with a mask and a veil?"
“…”
Hearing this sentence, Bingmu in the seat was so angry that he was crazy.
At the forefront of the public seat, the demon queen sat there.
She admired the audience's reactions and calculated the time when the guests arrived.
The demon queen raised her eyes and looked at the Yafang of the Ye clan. She really didn't understand how the Ghost King and Ye Palace protected the Blood Demon.
It is not that easy to control the Demon Abyss if the Evil Palace intervenes!
The demon queen only regretted that she was not moving fast enough and did not take down Demon Abyss City and Lintian City as soon as possible!
A member of the demon world tribe came over and bowed to the demon queen's ear and said something.
The demon queen's eyes lit up and she stood up to meet the door that suddenly opened on the east side.
The door is open, reflecting dazzling light.
Several figures with outstanding temperament appeared at the East Gate.
Although Changbai Fairy's fairy mother is ten thousand years old, she is young and beautiful, and she is ashamed of flowers as if she is from a god.
She took her distinguished guests to the auction hall from outside the east gate, and the crystal embedded in the tall buildings emitted light again, and the auction hall was bright.
Behind the Immortal Mother are the Demon Palace of the You Clan and the distinguished guests from the Shenyuedu.
Three big figures came to Shenyuedu. In the elegant room on the north side of the ninth floor, the aunt of the Night tribe looked below and whispered: "The Seventh Palace Princess, the Red Flame Goddess, and the Five Kings Thunder God are here. It seems that Shenyue
They are all very interested in the little demon king.”
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