"Okay, good, Miss Huang dances all over the world, Miss Xiaoxiao is Miss Huang's sister, and she must be beautiful when she dances!"

"That's right, Miss Xiaoxiao, you can dance for us!"

Xu was taking advantage of the wine, the girl in the purple dress had the audacity to hold Sikong Xiao's arm and shake it around, and the corner of Sikong Xiao's eyes twitched, and she silently pulled her hands away from the girl's arms. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just kidding, is the old lady the kind of woman who can dance for people? She's such a crazy and cool and domineering royal sister, dancing or something... It's too inconsistent.

Gu Yao sat aside, seeing Sikong Xiao's delicate expression, he thought of a possibility, "Is it possible that you can't dance?"

Sikong laughed suddenly, how did she guess?

Forehead... Well, in fact, she doesn't want to dance, but it's a pity that she was born with a sound idiot and uncoordinated hands and feet, and in her previous life, she would dance a radio gymnastics at most, and she became a young lady in the General's Mansion in this life, and as the daughter of a nobleman, dancing should be the basic skill of playing small, but who made her so favored?

In the end, poetry, books, rituals, music, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Sikong Huang is more proficient than the other, but he knows nothing.

Alas...

Sikong smiled for three seconds of silence for himself who didn't learn and didn't know how to learn, and then immediately came to Yosu's side, pouting and saying pitifully: "Okay Yosu, I just slaughtered a wolf at noon, and now I'm tired of having soft hands and feet and eyes like Venus, Yosu, you are beautiful and kind, give me a rescue?"

Well?

Josu, who had drunk a lot of wine, looked at Sikong and smiled in a daze, and when he heard what she said, he didn't react yet, and suddenly an extra hand appeared on his waist and pushed himself in front of everyone.

"Come on, Josu!

Hearing Sikong's laughter, Yosu who was drinking red and smiled, turned around and threw her sleeves, danced lightly, and wore a light pink skirt in the wind, and the bonfire behind her was even more drunk.

"Well, it's worthy of being the seventh-ranked Josu beauty..."

Yosu danced, dancing gracefully and lightly, everyone immediately turned their eyes and clapped and applauded, Sikong Xiao also cheered, at this moment a figure suddenly crashed into his arms, coldly startling Sikong Xiao.

*

The corridor is narrow and winding, the pavilions and pavilions outside the corridor, the pavilions and pavilions outside the corridor are elegant and luxurious, although it is already the branches on the moon at this moment, the lights are dim, but the air is still filled with a strong smell of wine, the figure of the pavilion in the distance is still erratic, and the faint sheng song and dance are refreshing.

Zhang Feng followed behind Sikong Huang and looked around cautiously, "Miss Huang, this is here?"

"My shadows. ”

A cold voice came, Zhang Feng paused, and suddenly realized, "It turns out that this is the dark department, I have heard that the descendants of the ancient family will establish their own dark department when they become adults, and today I saw that it really deserves its reputation!"

The moonlight was like water, and the long corridor seemed to have a layer of ethereal white mist, and Sikong Huang's footsteps did not stop, "From now on, this dark part belongs to you." ”

"What?

Hearing this, Rao is Zhang Feng's eyes widened for a moment no matter how calm he was, but Sikong Huang did not react.

The moon was bright and clean, and through the green tiles on the corridor, a fairy road seemed to lead to the heavenly realm was paved on the flat stone slab, and without getting an answer from Sikong Huang, Zhang Feng no longer spoke, quietly staring at the back of the immortal.

Walking to the room at the end of the corridor, Sikong Huang turned around and glanced at Zhang Feng, raised his hand to push open the wooden door behind him, and said, "Come in." ”

Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows, although he had doubts, he suppressed them, and walked in behind Sikong Huang.

The layout of the room was very simple, Sikong Huang walked straight to the bookcase without looking at it, raised his hand to probe on the empty case, and then took out a token and threw it to Zhang Feng behind him.

"Since I have promised you, I will naturally help you become the head of the Zhang family. ”

Zhang Feng pursed his lips, "It's just the Zhang family?"

Sikong Huang's eyes narrowed slightly, "The Zhang family is the first step." ”

"What does Miss Huang mean?"

"The Korean royal family is weak and incompetent, and it is easy to replace it, becoming the head of the Zhang family is equivalent to controlling South Korea; as for Han Zheng, he rarely shows up, I don't know much about him, whether he is dead or alive is up to you; ”

Zhang Feng's eyes froze, and he leaned over and bowed, "Thank you, Miss Huang, that..."

Seeing that Zhang Feng still had something to say, Sikong Huang frowned impatiently, "I'm going to break through the retreat recently, if there is something urgent, you can go to the front building to find a woman named Lifeng." ”

The moment Zhang Feng was stunned and came back to his senses, Sikong Huang had already passed by.

A clear and chilly fragrance wafted into his nose, and suddenly he looked back, the white-clothed figure was already far away, and he looked down at the token in his hand, and Zhang Feng's eyes unconsciously passed a faint and dark light.

*

"Uncle Shen, is it okay for you to take care of your little nephew?"

At the end of the song, Sikong Xiao carried the sleeping little guy next to him into Shen Yicen's arms, glanced at the child's red cheeks, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's not a good thing to learn to drink at a young age..."

"Uh... Laughing girl... Okay, thank you, I'll take him to bed..."

Shen Yicen smiled apologetically, turned around and hugged his little nephew back to the tent.

“......”

Sikong Xiao sat on the root of the tree, the bonfire gradually cooled, and there was no noisy voice, but the air was filled with the mellow aroma of spirits, which was inexplicably a little gloomy.

There are no clouds tonight, the cold and soft moonlight spreads on the face, like a gust of wind, Sikong Xiao looks up at the cold moon hanging high in the reckless sky, the moonlight is cold, like a person.

Sikong smiled and thought for a moment, taking out the transmitter from his sleeve.

"Toot toot..."

"Laugh. ”

An unexpected voice sounded, and Sikong smiled a little surprised, "Sister Huang, you haven't retreated yet?"

Staring at the three huge Dan furnaces in front of him on top of the lava, the corners of Sikong Huang's lips curved slightly, with a faint smile between his eyebrows, he waved his hand to punch out the last Dan Jue, and then whispered to the transmitter: "Tomorrow will be a retreat." ”

"Oh, that's it..."

Sikong smiled sullenly, lowered his head and grabbed the unknown weeds on the ground, "Sister Huang, I miss you." ”

“......”

After waiting for a while, Sikong Huang didn't answer, Sikong smiled and grinned and asked, "Sister Huang, I miss you so much, do you want me?"

Without waiting for a moment, Sikong Xiao asked himself and replied: "This still needs to be asked, Sister Huang, you must want to kill me, don't worry, I will be able to complete the task and go back soon, you cultivate hard, my Sister Huang will definitely become the most talented person in the history of the Four Kingdoms!"

“...... Laugh and laugh. ”

"What's wrong?"

Sikong Huang raised his head slightly, stared blankly at the mountain rock above his head, and suddenly smiled, "Take care of yourself." ”

Yes?

Sikong was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, there were two beeps from the transmitter, and Sikong Huang had already turned off the transmitter.