Ye Qi raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were cold again, he looked directly at the person behind the woman in white, and said: "It's just that if Mr. wants to dance, what is it for the master of the Mei Pavilion to stand on this 'art stage' specially made for Mr."

Mei Shuying turned the jade fan in her hand when she heard this, looked at the brocade man in the vermilion wood chair on that side, and said calmly and coldly: "Isn't the prince proud that he has this military array and archers to cheer on his side, and the pavilion master can't even take anyone away from this place?"

Ye Qi's eyebrows froze, and he sneered: "With the ability of the Mei Pavilion Lord, it is naturally not a problem to take one person away, but the rest of the people, I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of it!"

Mei Shuying lightly hugged the person in her arms, and there was a sneer on her face: "The rest, what if I don't want to take care of it?"

A cold light flashed in Ye Qi's eyes, and he said faintly: "If you don't care about it, will Mr. Duanmu also ignore it?"

Sensing that the breath of the person in her arms was slightly heavy, Mei Shuying's eyes gathered a cold coldness, and she snorted coldly as if she was smiling. "I can't take care of it if I want to be afraid, it's true that I'm threatened by others, it's better to ignore it!"

Mei Shuying said that she held the person in front of her chest closer with her left hand, and clenched the green jade fan in her hand with her right hand, her eyes were full of slaughter.

It's just that the next moment, Duanmu Xiaoxian reached out and covered the hand holding the fan.

The woman in white called softly: "Pavilion master." The implication is to stop him.

Mei Shuying's eyebrows froze, she snorted impatiently, and looked at her coldly, with an extremely complicated expression.

After a moment of silence, he finally breathed.

"What do you want to do?"

Duanmu was already powerless to suppress his voice, he just shook his head lightly when he heard the words, and did not answer, and the five fingers covering the back of Mei Shuying's hand were slightly tight, as if he was uneasy and seemed to be comforted.

Mei Shuying's face looked even more impatient, frowned, and was momentarily irritated and speechless.

Ye Qi lightly supported his chin and sat firmly in the open chair on the side of the nail table, his deep and compassionate gaze fell on the waist and overlapping hands of the two of them, and his voice unconsciously became cold. "Mr. has the heart to finish a song, this king is not good, but the master of the Mei Pavilion is also standing on this 'art stage', why don't you also want to perform on the stage for this king...... Or dance?"

Ye Fei, who was behind Ye Qi, burst out laughing when he heard it. "You have the ability, Mei Shuying, you can also dance!"

Ye Lan also sneered coldly.

Duanmu Xiaoxian frowned slightly between his eyebrows when he heard this, and the next moment Mei Shuying looked up at Ye Qi, but instead of being angry, she smiled, and said coolly: "My son has always grown in everything, that is, singing and dancing......"

As he spoke, he felt that the breath of the person in his arms was condensed, and he was already gathering his strength, and he wanted to be self-reliant...... Mei Shuying's eyebrows twisted, her breath sank, and then she raised her voice: "...... That's fine. ”

Everyone was stunned.

Even Duanmu Immortal was stunned for a moment.

Ah Zi couldn't help but be frightened, and shouted: "I wouldn't know Mei Shuying even said that he can dance?!"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Lan looked over and looked at the man in purple and sneered again.

Ye Qi couldn't help but look up and laugh, the more he laughed, the more he laughed, the more cold he became, and the next moment he said quietly: "Okay~ This king only said that the master of the Mei Pavilion is highly resourceful and can speak well, and if he doesn't want to, he can still sing and dance, and Lan Xinhui is good...... It's that this king underestimates the master of the Mei Pavilion. Yan Yan raised his sleeves slightly, and said with a low smile: "Then please." ”

The people in the rivers and lakes in front of the fort couldn't help but look at each other, they all knew that King Ling had the intention to make things difficult for the two, and they wanted to see the jokes of the prince of Jingyun, but they didn't know why the master of Jingyun Pavilion should respond?

Mei Shuying folded the fan and turned it, but she also smiled and said: "The prince's flute is played beautifully, and it is an honor for Shuying to have the honor to sing together, which is ugly." ”

Ye Qi looked at the two of them directly, the air around him was gloomy and cold, the jade flute on his lips was horizontal, and the gentle and melodious flute sound was raised again.

Duanmu Xiao's immortal eyes were slightly worried, and let go of Mei Shuying's hand on the nail surface and stepped forward with his sleeves raised.

The person holding the fan followed like a shadow, not only did not let go of the person in his arms, but took a step forward in reverse, grabbed the woman's waist and turned around.

In an instant, the breeze blew on his face, the white clothes floated, and the green silk and snow hair twisted gracefully.

Mei Shuying still held the woman in her arms, and whispered to her: "You don't have to concentrate on it...... next moment, she seemed to be afraid that the woman would not know, Mei Shuying added: "I am here." ”

Duanmu Xiaoxian's stunned eyebrows flashed in a trance.

He said: There is no need to concentrate on it...... I'm here.

My heart was suddenly suffocated, I don't know if it was palpitation, pain or emotion, a very unfamiliar emotion, but I was relieved.

Duanmu Xiaoxian lowered his eyes for a moment, his expression was much calmer, his pale face was as light as the mist and light smoke in the depths of the distant mountains, his body was not condensed, his eyes were closed, his long sleeves were slightly raised, and Bai Lian, who was several feet long, suddenly waved out of his sleeves and swept into the air.

The people watching from both sides couldn't help but be shocked.

This side of the white practice out, fluttering like a spirit, if the clouds like flowing water, in her body open and then close, close and reopen, like a pen walking dragon painting Danqing, and like mountains and mountains overlapping waterfalls.

The white clothes are like snow, and the green silk is slowly spiraling, floating like a fairy.

Mei Shuying hugged her in her arms, and sometimes picked people up with Ye Qi's clear and distant flute, making Bai Lian dance high and leisurely, and sometimes swept and turned, making the white clothes fly down like pear snow.

Mei Shuying's expression was always calm, and suddenly she threw the person out, and caught her steadily when she raised her sleeves and danced.

The hand holding the green jade fan was behind him, watching the person in his arms raise his wrist and brush his hand, lightly relaxing his cloud sleeves, Mei Shuying suddenly smiled, and the clear and bold and low singing voice flowed out with the flute sound:

"The meaning of the country, pick up the pen to indulge.

Look at the clouds and smoke,

Sigh a lifetime of Shaohua.

Broad-minded, difficult to cover.

Singing the sky and the earth are wide,

Sing the sky.

……

The flowing water is all over the place, and it is full of vicissitudes.

The mountains are far away, and there is no end to it.

Thousands of Beidou, close to the end of the world.

A hundred years of life and death, thousands of dust.

……

There is no home, and the liquor warms the throat.

Sentimental lyrics, difficult to write.

Listen to the pine wind,

Appreciating beauty is like jade.

Wave the pen and ink,

See the picturesque scenery.

……”

The man's singing voice is more and more hard, high-pitched and powerful, like a broken jade, although he sees a low return, but it is still clear and long, majestic and clear, slowly flowing out, echoing in everyone's ears and in front of the nail stage.

The people in the rivers and lakes unconsciously listened to their hearts, and their hearts were unsettled, as if they had seen thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the dragon roared wildly, and broke through the clouds and fog.

Duanmu's expression was also shocked, he didn't feel solemn, as if he hadn't expected it, he lowered his head and raised his sleeves to look back at Mei Shuying, and his eyes were stunned.

Mei Shuying didn't care, only focused on the person in her arms. Fu sang casually, both proudly and unscrupulously.

The two figures are always like separation, opening, closing, raising, turning, twisting, turning, waving, and up, suddenly parting and closing, Ye Qi's flute is getting deeper and brighter and brighter, just because every time the woman steps and sweeps away, Mei Shuying catches her in time where she lands, or stretches out her foot to let her step on her instep.

Two white shadows, one fluttering, one vigorous, one rigid and one soft, one static and one moving, one fast and one slow, the wind blowing white clothes between the flying, and the green silk dancing slowly between the spinning.

The flute is cold, the song is wild, and the dance is like a limbo.

Everyone can see that the red plum on the plum sparse shadow clothes rises and falls from time to time between the sweeps, just like the snow and the plum blossoms and withers, a little sad and a little leisurely and unintentional. In the rotation of the body, it contrasted with the little blood dyed on the woman's white clothes before, and they seemed to be wearing a white snow and red plum dress, which was combined and dustless, and separated and cold.

"Look at the sea of clouds, the waves are born and the waves are destroyed...... Standing alone on the side of the high cliff, a glass of turbid wine, drinking the mountains and rivers......"

Ye Qi looked at the figures of the two leaning on each other, and then listened to Mei Shuying's singing, the flute sound became colder and colder, and his eyes were already cold.

When the next sound was changed, Mei Shuying grabbed the woman's waist and swept the volley, and the white and red plums swirled like flowers, falling quietly.

Like a white bird startling its wings, like a flying snow quietly falling plum branches.

The people on both sides of the audience forgot for a moment that they were in front of them the dangerous situation of soldiers and horses being forced and the poison fortress being surrounded, as if they were in the deep ravine of a deep valley, listening to the singing and singing, high spirits and clear; seeing the clear waves in front of them stirring the white lotus, and the flying snow falling all over the wild path, what they saw in their eyes and what they heard in their ears was so elegant, cold, and so absolutely dusty.

Although it is unintentional and unintentional, these two dance together, sing together, but it is like a fairy like a spirit, it is difficult to hide the floating atmosphere, but also accompanied by arrogance, both rigid and soft, like flying flowers like falling snow, beautiful like a fairy, difficult to ignore...... It can be described as a lifetime of elegance.

The people in front of the poison castle had to feel emotional, and once sighed, sighing that if they had a heart, they were suddenly like beautiful people.

The praising fairy couple is afraid that it is nothing more than that.

It's a pity that these two people are not compatible, and they are both expedient measures in front of them.

Duanmu Xiaoxian listened to the end of the music, turned around and turned his sleeves close to Mei Shuying's neck and said to him: "Stand ......"

The woman's breath almost blew on the side of Mei Shuying's ear, and the sight in the vermilion wood chair suddenly condensed with anger.

Mei Shuying's eyes narrowed slightly, and she was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes fell on the only person sitting in the open chair on both sides of the nail platform. The color in my eyes is already clear.

With a low "um" in a low voice, Mei Shuying grabbed the woman in her arms and swept the volley twice, and the white clothes spun like the wind...... The two of them were attached to each other in mid-air, spinning each other, and clinging extremely tightly.

only heard the sound of "pop", and the jasper flute in Ye Qi's hand was twisted off.

King Ling pressed his hand on the red chair, got up, and said angrily: "That's enough! You two will die on the nail platform today!!"

After that, he raised his hand and ordered the arrow to be released!

But almost at the same time, a white shadow Ling Ran jumped up, and the moment Yu Ye Qi stood up, Bai Lian fell straight into the vermilion wood chair behind King Ling.

When Ye Lan and the others woke up, Bai Lianru was full of energy, and instantly rolled up an object in the chair and Ling Ran took it back.

Ye Qi was even more furious, raised his hand and grabbed the thing that Bai Lian had rolled, and then flew towards the place where Bai Lian flew back and swung out a palm, and the palm was facing the heart of Duanmu Immortal.

The next moment, Mei Shuying jumped over and grabbed the woman who jumped to pick up the object, and at the same time slapped Ye Qi with one palm!

Hearing the strong wind, the robes were fluttering, the two of them took three steps back, and Mei Shuying's face was even more pale.

Ah Zi's eyes lit up and he was immediately happy: "Shaoyang Sword!"

"Mei Shuying-" Ye Qi's eyes fluttered, and he raised his palm again and waved it towards Mei Shuying!

The person holding the fan gathered his palm to pick it up again, and his eyes were also cold, and at the same time, Duanmu raised his hand and palmed together with Mei Shuying.

As soon as the dust and wind were blowing, the white clothes were cold, and the three of them were rushed back by the strength of their palms. Mei Shuying raised her hand and wiped the bloodshot at the corner of her mouth, hugged Duanmu Xiaoxian, swept around, and retreated to the door of the poison castle.

Ah Zi immediately rushed forward to block the two of them.

At the same time, the man in the smoke brocade robe retreated more than ten steps in a row, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot. Ye Lan's four people also immediately came around.

"Good...... Good ......" Ye Qi looked at the woman in white who had always been protected by Mei Shuying, and laughed angrily, and his voice was extremely compassionate: "Duanmu Immortal, I will definitely make you regret what you did today......

But as soon as the soldiers in front of the castle moved, the bows and arrows came out, and Duanmu Xiaoxian raised the Shaoyang sword in his hand and said calmly: "If the prince forces each other again, Duanmu will immediately break this sword." The inner arsenal map will also be destroyed with this sword, and it will be difficult to take it out, and the prince should know it. ”