Sikong smiled and smiled, raised his eyes and looked at the woman who was fluttering in white and Ling Ran, what kind of dance would Sister Huang dance?

"Whew..."

I don't know when the wind blew again, the light clouds drowned the bright moon, lost the moonlight, the sky and the earth darkened for a moment, and the snow-white figure on the stage also disappeared into the darkness. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

People began to sigh, isn't it that the fairy sees that there is nothing interesting in the world, and he is back in the Moon Palace?

Just when everyone was feeling melancholy, there was a sudden "click" sound on the stage, the sound was extremely soft, and only a few people who were close to the front of the stage and cultivated well heard it.

Sikong Xiao heard the sound, but for a while he couldn't think of what the sound of the crisp sound like gold and jade was, but the eyes of the ancient people sitting next to him flashed, and his thin lips raised slightly and spit out a word faintly, "Bing." ”

Ice?

Sikong laughed and heard this, but before he could react, the clouds in the sky happened to disperse, and a beam of moonlight was projected on the stage like a spotlight...

Crystal clear, cold smoke drifting, it was a lifelike ice lotus! And on that ice lotus stood a fairy in white dancing with bare feet!

"Zheng..."

There was a clear sound of the piano in the air, and everyone followed the voice, but it was the previous girl who took out her long piano again.

Her eyes that were as indifferent as water were looking feverishly at Sikong Huang in the air, and her slender white fingertips kept plucking out dusty melodies, which should match the dance steps of the Ice Lotus Fairy.

Turn around and raise your arms.

Tens of thousands of green silk float with the wind, the white yarn is never stained with the world, the dance of Sikong Huang is sometimes fast and slow, slow and urgent, as if containing all the rhythm of life; a pair of jade arms are like no bones, a moment is a big wave, a moment is a light wind, a moment is a bird flying in the mountains, the change seems to contain all things in heaven and earth.

Her body was soft enough to take on any shape, but her eyes were always a calm lake.

Moreover, this lake seems to be gradually freezing.

"Zheng!"

After the seven-style dance, Sikong Huang suddenly stopped, and the sound of the piano gradually slowed down.

Everyone held their breath, as if they didn't dare to disturb the fairy who had descended to the mortal dust in front of them, for fear that she would fly back into the moonlight.

The jade foot tapped, and in an instant, the white figure swept up again, but Sikong Huang did not fall into the ice lotus again, but paused in the air where she swept to the highest place.

Suddenly, in the air... To be precise, there was another crisp sound at Sikong Huang's feet.

This time, with the reflection of the moonlight, everyone really saw a newborn ice lotus.

As if taking root in the air, from existence to nothingness, an ice lotus bloomed in an instant, white and flawless, crystal clear, but Sikong Huang's soft boneless jade feet stepped on the ice lotus, which was even clearer and fairer than the ice lotus...

“......”

Everyone is stupid.

Sikong Xiao was also stunned, wow, this is the myth and legend of the lotus step by step, right?

It was another seven-style dance posture, Sikong Huang's toes tapped on the ice lotus again, the white veil fluttered lightly, and another ice lotus bloomed under her jade-carved feet...

The sound of Qingyue's piano has not been interrupted, and it hovers mightily between heaven and earth like fairy music in the world.

Sikong Huang's dance has a total of seven sections, seven sections of a total of seven styles, at this moment the seven seven forty-nine styles have ended, seven ice lotus flowers in the air have formed a circle, and in the middle is the white-clothed Sikong Huang standing in the wind.

Under the night moon, her snow-like skin exuded a faint brilliance, and her light gauze white dress looked like a heavenly god's mansion, but her worldly face, which was the best in the world, was colder than the ice lotus beside her.

Looking at Sister Huang, who was high above like frost, Sikong Xiao frowned slightly, and with a slight thought in his heart, his hands had already begun to move.

Sikong Huang floated in the air, I wanted to see where the little guy was hiding, but there were too many people underneath, and the sky was dark, so I really couldn't find the little guy for a while.

Glancing at his bare feet, Sikong Huang was angry and funny, shook his head helplessly and was about to come down, but suddenly there was a blazing spiritual power in his body.

I was shocked, and before I could react, those fiery spiritual powers poured out of my body, Sikong Huang was a little inexplicable, and I looked around to see that the seven ice lotuses condensed by myself in the air were instantly steamed into white smoke by the blazing spiritual power, and even the flying snow in the air was steamed into mist in an instant.

"Sister Huang!"

Suddenly, there was a secret voice, and Sikong Huang almost immediately identified the location of Sikong Xiao, and suddenly turned around to see the little guy waving his hand at his hippie smile.

At this moment, a phoenix that resounded through the sky descended from the sky and reached his ears in an instant.

Everyone raised their heads and exclaimed into the air.

"Is that a phoenix?!"

"Oh my God! It's an ice phoenix!"

Sikong Huang glanced at the sky, turned his eyes to Sikong who was grinning in the crowd, and asked in a secret voice, "Si Huang, you called?"

Sikong smiled and nodded violently, "Yes, Sister Huang, hurry up, fly to Sister Si Huang's back while the fog has not dispersed!"

"Why? What do you want to do?"

Seeing Sikong Huang frowning and puzzled, Sikong stomped his feet anxiously with a smile, the timing waits for no one! If you don't take advantage of the mist that will dissipate, how can you create a spectacle of immortals flying to the moon?

gritted his teeth ruthlessly, he couldn't care about it so much now, and he had to throw Sister Huang up!

Just after Sikong Xiao made up his mind, Sikong Huang over there seemed to finally understand, and his long sleeves flicked his body into the sky, and in an instant, he fell on the ice glass phoenix hovering high in the sky.

"Phew!"

The phoenix roared, but instead of flying towards the sky, it swooped towards the ground.

Everywhere the phoenix wings passed, the mist in the air dissipated, and at this moment everyone saw the sacred phoenix in the clouds and mist, and the expressionless Sikong phoenix standing on the back of the phoenix.

"It's really a fairy!!"

The exclamations of the crowd followed one after another, and even many people were already kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the air, "It turns out that Miss Gu Huang is the reincarnation of a god, otherwise how could she attract this god phoenix?!"

Wu Shenli and Zhang Feng looked at the Gu Huang with a faint expression in the air, one strengthened the determination to strike first, and the other strengthened the belief of following to the death;

As for the martial god Ruoqi Deqing and the others, their eyes were already full of shock and fear, they looked up at Sikong Huang, looking at her incomparable coldness and ruthlessness between her eyebrows, and the sixth sense of women told them... The woman in front of them, they will never be able to reach.

Regardless of the thousands of speculations in the hearts of the people below, Sikong Huang is also full of paste, what is this doing with a smile?