After sending Su Youyu down in the cold weather, she returned to the house and sat down, sacrificed the snow piano, stroked the qin god with her slender fingers, slowly plucked the strings, and with the sound of "Zheng", the stage slowly fell all kinds of rose petals, in the intertwined light and shadow, like a dream, a woman in a fiery red dance skirt slowly landed from mid-air, a string of agate-colored delicate jade pendants in front of her forehead, and her black hair was curled with a red hairband at will, simple and style. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info red gauze mask, leaving a pair of blue eyes outside, between the eyebrows is full of all kinds of style, black hair is windless and automatic, and the fiery red clothes are entangled, the stark contrast between black and red, the beauty is like a demon, and all kinds of elegance are displayed in an instant.

Although she didn't make any movements, and everyone couldn't see her face, it just made people feel charming...... Boundless ......

Everyone was intoxicated by this scene, and they didn't notice that those charming eyes had no focus.

Seeing this in the cold weather, his eyes darkened, his fingers were heavy, and the sound of the piano suddenly made an accent, and everyone only felt that their hearts were hit by something, and they immediately came back to their senses.

At this time, Su Youyu had also landed on the big drum in the center......

The melodious sound of the piano sounds, as crisp as the ding dong of spring water, as beautiful as the light strike of the ring, buckled on the heartstrings, as if stepping into the bright spring ......

With the light sound of the piano, Su Youyu's toes moved, dancing on the central drum, and a row of bells around her waist also staggered with the dance, making a burst of "jingle bells", she moved softly, danced briskly, catering to the sound of the piano in the cold weather, sometimes tactful, sometimes coquettish, just like a girl in the flower season and her beloved going out to play, her heart is shy and happy......

Suddenly, the sound of the piano turned, the nickname of the children's language, the grievances and grievances, the desolate and sad atmosphere lingered in the entire Yuyu Qionglou hall, and everyone's faces also unconsciously turned from the previous happiness and joy to sadness, and some women had even begun to cry......

Su Youwei's footsteps gradually slowed down, and finally even a little sluggish, wanting to move but unable to move, just like a teenager rushing to the battlefield, the girl is about to be separated from her beloved, and she wants to let go of her hand but is reluctant to hesitate and entangle, the two of them cry tears and ripples, reluctantly......

The silver bottle burst into the water slurry, the iron cavalry highlighted the sound of swords and guns, the sound of the piano suddenly became loud, and the warriors went to the enemy field, and everyone's hearts couldn't help but tremble, nervously watching the dance steps of Su Youwei on the stage.......

I saw that Su Youyu was on tiptoe, and quickly swept through more than a dozen big drums, and with her movements, the big drum made a "dong dong" sound, like a horn blowing on the battlefield, and the scene instantly became intense, the killing spread, and the blood flowed like a river......

Everyone's hearts were inexplicably excited, the man's face was full of blood, and the woman was clutching the handkerchief in her hand tightly, and her shoulders shook slightly from time to time with the sound of the piano and dance steps......

The warbler is singing at the bottom of the flower, and the lonely clouds are screaming, dripping gold and rain, and breaking the jade pot ice.

After the agitation, the sound of the piano was low again, and it was even more desolate and sad than before......

The hearts of the people also rose and fell, from excitement to poignant again......

Su Youyu's footsteps were intermittent, and her hand movements were sluggish, and the ringing of "Jingle Bell" seemed to be quiet, telling ......

The boy died on the battlefield, I don't know where the dry bones are buried, the girl seems to have passed a hundred years in an instant, showing the vicissitudes of life, the heart is dead, the bamboo horse has passed away, how can the green plum remain? The whimper, the blood flew, the girl slowly closed her eyes......

At the end of the dance, there is a sound of heartbreaking......

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Quiet...... There was silence......

Injure...... A sad ......