Some people are natural dancers because only dance allows them to express themselves. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mar paced softly to the middle of the town, which seemed to be her stage, and everyone waited with bated breath as the plate and drum were set. Mar is about to start dancing calmly and comfortably.

Her slender hand began to dance in a starting hand, giving the impression that her graceful figure was about to begin to perform.

Mar stood there, motionless like a beautiful sculpture. Tang Meng saw that the people around him were holding their breath, and then he felt as if what he said was true.

Then it seemed that her heart began to move, and the movement began, as if leaning over, as if looking up, as if coming, as if going. Each movement is so perfectly connected, so soft that it seems to contain her heart.

Tang Meng was immediately attracted by this beautiful dance, and he suddenly felt that this was similar to the beauty of the old way when dancing the sword, maybe the highest art in nature is the same way, right?

Mar, who is dancing, is so calm and unhurried, and so melancholy. It's a bit self-defeating to use barren language to portray her.

Mar then danced, like a phoenix soaring in the sky, and then changed his posture, and it was like walking, and his casual movements were by no means elegant, and his hands, eyes, and body movements should be accompanied by the sound of drums. The slender willow waist seems to be gently supported by the autumn wind, the long sleeves flutter from the wind, the endless posture flies and spreads, and the twists and turns of the body hands and feet merge.

Finally Mar began to stand on tiptoe, twisting her body in the moonlight, as if it was spinning with the autumn wind, drawing graceful trajectories and gestures in circles, like a fairy.

Suddenly, the drumming stopped at this moment, and only Mar was left spinning alone, and her style changed, as if she was the only one left in the world at the moment, and time passed only because of her spinning. makes people feel the loneliness in her dance.

At the end of the dance, Mar quietly knelt on the ground, with a pitiful weakness, allowing countless people to be infected by her, leaving the town with only melancholy and sorrow at the moment.

Finally someone reacted and applauded, it was Tang Meng, everyone seemed to be awakened, and suddenly the applause in the town was thunderous and enduring.

"This song should only be in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world. Tang Meng muttered, he was indeed amazed by this dance.

"Master Tang Meng, how is it? I'll just say? My daughter dances the best. Flax said proudly.

Lisi was also stunned for a while, and suddenly found that the master was admiring, and immediately made up her mind that next time she would dance a dance that was not inferior to this dance to show the master.

This is Mar slowly walking towards Tang Meng from the center of the town, her usually fair face looks so ruddy because of dancing, and the young people in the town are shouting Mar's name in unison.

"Oh my God, Mar dances so well and is so beautiful, I really want to marry her and go home. A young man said excitedly.

"Hey, she's a good wife and mother. It's a pity she doesn't like me. Another young man said lamentingly.

But soon drowned in the laughter of the dinner, as if the sadness of the dance just now suddenly melted away.

"How did I dance, Lord Tang Meng?" asked Ma'er as he regained his shyness.

"Daughter, you're dancing really well!" flax said with a smile that couldn't hide it.

But Mar stared at Tang Meng, Tang Meng had to nod awkwardly, and Mar smiled at this time. Many young people were drunk when they saw it, but not because of the wine glass in their hands

Then many young people came over as if they were discussing, wanting to toast Tang Meng. After all, Tang Meng was their idol in their hearts, but Tang Meng refused. After all, drinking and mistaking things was given to Tang Mengjiao, not to mention that his alcohol was too large, and he was afraid that he would have to drink a lot of people to end up.

When those young people regretfully left, Tang Meng also got up. He felt that it was almost there, and although the night was lively, it was not his favorite place. Liz quickly stood up as well.

So flax hurriedly asked her daughter to send Tang Meng back, and although the lively dinner party lacked Tang Meng's "protagonist", it was still lively and cheerful.

"Lord Tang Meng, you really don't like to be lively, in fact, I don't like it very much. Maar said.

Tang Meng nodded, Mar regretted that he couldn't find another topic, so he wanted to talk to Lis, but found that the little girl looked at him with a hostile face, so he had to give up.

Tang Meng returned to Linen's house and felt very satisfied when he saw the room, after all, Tang Meng was mostly sleeping in the horse pen before. However, since there is only one room left, Lis, who is now Tang Meng's sister, has a room with Tang Meng.

Then Mar said goodnight to Tang Meng in a restrained manner, and left the room.

"Master, I'll share a room with you. Liz said happily.

Tang Meng didn't know what Lisi was so happy to do, but he still nodded, and then sat cross-legged on the bed, ready to try his cultivation.

"Master, don't try it, your meridians are seriously damaged this time. I haven't regained my strength yet, and it probably won't take me a few weeks to recover with healing magic. Liz said solemnly.

When Tang Meng heard this, he had to stop his movements. The eyes looked at Liz, as if asking what to do.

"It's simple, the owner just needs to sleep. But hold me. Liz said happily.

Tang Meng was suddenly a little embarrassed, but looking at Lisi's serious face, he knew that it seemed that this was the only way. A flash of white light flashed, and Liz regained her angelic beauty.

The dim light in the room shone on her blonde hair, reflecting a brighter light than the sun. That delicate and incomparable face was enough to make any mortal ashamed of himself, and a pair of eyes as deep as the blue sea looked at Tang Meng uprightly.

"Wait, Liz. Is there any other way?" Tang Meng asked awkwardly.

Lisi looked at Tang Meng innocently and shook her head slightly. Although Lisi also knew that this was a bit embarrassing for her master, but her strength had not been restored, and coupled with the consumption of resurrection magic, she was actually very weak now. If Tang Meng wanted to restore the meridians, he could only rely on the power emanating from the angel's body to heal automatically, of course, the closer he got to recovery, the faster he recovered.

"Master, I know this is a bit of a strong man's difficulty, but doesn't the master want to regain his strength quickly?" Liss asked with some strange emotions in her tone, "Or does the master dislike Lis?"

Tang Meng looked at Lisi's teary-eyed face, and had no choice but to touch Lisi's hair.

"Well, no, it's me who is a little too worldly. It's me who is wrong, after all, now you are my sister. After Tang Meng finished speaking, he felt a little relieved.

Lisi looked happy, and suddenly approached Tang Meng, and her hand had already touched Tang Meng's collar.

"What are you doing?" Tang Meng asked suspiciously.

"Sleep, as a servant, shouldn't you be dressed for your master?" said Lis, as she should have been.

Tang Meng's face was suddenly full of black lines, and he felt as if the title of Lolicon was a little inescapable......

(To be continued.) )