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The southern moon is in it, and the shuttle is like a huge petal blooming, the sword shadow is impermeable, and the overlapping columns are formed, and the snow-colored soft yarn is not like the long river under the waterfall, and the ice cuts the cold mountains.

The desert is lonely, and the strong man asks the world for grief and triumph.

The scene of slaughter, desolation, thin horses and empty cities, the wind and sand roll up thousands of bones and cold, for a time the battlefield scene is vividly in front of people's eyes.

Wan Yanmin's eyes were dull as he looked at the figure floating in the night sky, and the slingshot in his hand hung weakly on his lap.

And the mind is not stiff.

The emperor's heart is clearer at this moment than at any moment.

I know the intuition that has been suppressed in my heart for a long time, I know the chaos that I haven't had in recent times, and I know why the confusion that I can't even solve the wine grain seed has, and all the chaos returns to calm and calm the moment it is recognized.

People can't deceive themselves, life is so short.

Wan Yanmin admitted it quietly and liberatingly in his heart, admitting that he had been suppressing and escaping all along, as well as acknowledging the feelings he had suppressed and avoided.

Even if this state of mind is still ignorant, it does happen inevitably and hopelessly, and it grows savagely and wantonly with a very tenacious vitality.

My heart is relieved. He doesn't need to let anyone know, as long as he understands himself—that's exactly what Master said.

Helian Tuo was also looking at Nanyue intently, and the glass cup in his hand was about to break.

Then he looked at the high platform with some unfairness and jealousy, and saw the fool on the dragon's collapsed look on his demented face.

Helian Tuo only felt that this fool was a hundred times luckier than him.

That person obviously has nothing, but his queen is smart, resolute, fresh and lovely, and has a dazzling and brilliant vitality like a wilderness.

Helian Tuo's mind flashed the veiled face of that night, and he couldn't help but be in a trance, thinking of the decisiveness in those bright autumn eyes. She was alone in ambush on the outskirts of the field to rob his carriage, a sword to his throat made him unable to move, and a silver needle killed more than a dozen samurai beside him.

The woman's sly and bright smile made it impossible to take your eyes off.

Today, it is easy to convince him to put on a big show in front of everyone.

And all this she did was all for the fool on the high platform, and the country that the fool would not be able to hold sooner or later.

Helian Tuo looked at Wan Yanmin with increased anger.

He suddenly had a chilling instinct, and the eyes of the Crazy Emperor's black hole were also staring at him.

For some reason, he even felt that Wan Yanmin's sluggish face had a murderous aura.

There was nothing wrong with Helian Tuo's intuition.

Two men who are not stupid face each other in the sky, swearing suspicion and warning to each other.

The air is tense all the time, as long as people and eyes are there.

The last note fell.

A song sounded. Stop.

The seats were full of only the sound of wind and solemnity.

The crowd was still silent in a great atmosphere of sorrow. Silence is sometimes the most sublime recognition.

"Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince satisfied with this second condition?" Helian Tuo's thoughts were interrupted by Nanyue's clear voice. Qiong Sha's white clothes had landed on the ground, and she questioned him confidently.

"Very good! Very good!" Helian Tuo clapped his hands twice, looked at Nanyue in a trance, his evil lips were shallow, and his eyes were confused: "The queen's Alluring Sword is a hundred times better than the Alluring City Dance." ”

At that time, Nan Qingxue, who had just come back to her senses from the sound of the piano, had a burning face, and the hatred in her eyes seemed to be difficult to hold. Fingernails scrape against the wooden tabletop.

Helian Tuo's eyes were relieved and cunning, and he said quietly: "This qin naturally belongs to Beiming." ”

After a long pause, he slowly spoke again:

"However, the queen mother and the little county Wang Xuan descended to dance this song to the city, how can I Xiqi not be polite and still communicate. Someone, a gift!"

Nanyue was suspicious, but he returned to the gilded couch step by step, and his demeanor was like a phoenix returning to the nest.

As soon as he sat down, his arm was tightly pressed by Wan Yanmin and held on the armrest, and the strength was extremely heavy.

Slowly, it loosened again.

It's just a very slight movement, but it is still caught in the eyes of a pair of smokey eyes.

For the first time, the smile on Concubine Jing Lin Yilan's face was slightly stiff.

However, it is only in a blink of an eye.

Helian Tuo raised his hand to sign.

In the center of the booth were already seven or eight men in strange masks, with long loose hair, colored silk wrapped around their foreheads, and colorful bird feathers stuck in their heads.

The gang was armed with rattles, wore exotic garments with wide and long sleeves, copper-colored calves exposed under the hem of the thatch, bare feet, wide soles, and half of their faces painted with oil paint.

Helian Tuo stood up from his seat and said to Nanyue: "This is the unique ghost face dance of Xiqi, which symbolizes auspiciousness and prosperity. Today, I wish the emperor and the queen the blessing of the world, and the prosperity of the North Underworld. ”

Nanyue listened to it and smiled, the blessing of bullshit will be prosperous for all eternity.

It's a plan.

Several people began to rap in a language they didn't understand at all, but it seemed as if they all had their own rhythm. Several of them were tall, barefoot in the center of the phonograph.

The god mysteriously held Shao Ling and jumped, his legs staggered to the ground powerfully, and the dance steps were intricate.

The torches in their hands flickered on and off.

The vision of the spectators is a little dazzling

Several people danced and jumped faster and faster.

From time to time, a face swooped in very close, magnified in front of the eyes, and then retreated.

A weird and novel dance.

A person got closer and closer to the dragon and phoenix couch, almost jumped on Nanyue's face, humming a strange tune in his mouth, and then bounced away like a frog, followed by the next companion, similar movements.

The officials and wives were elegant, dignified, serious, and patiently appreciating this exotic dance.

Although they can't understand it, they still have to smile and exchange points with each other.

The dancers' pace slowed down again, and the formation began to be cleaned.

The singing is low, if the tone of their mouth can be called a song.

Suddenly, the torch in one person's hand was thrown towards Nanyue without warning.

Nanyue had already taken precautions and dodged away.

But his eyes were covered by heavy flames, and he couldn't see what was happening in front of him.

Taking advantage of the chaos, a dancer had already revealed the long knife hidden in his sleeve, jumped to the dragon in three or two times, and hijacked Wan Yanmin.

All the dancers jumped next to the man, and they all gathered behind Wan Yanmin.

Where there is a dancer, it is clearly a samurai.

The people below were panicked. The sound of tables and chairs squeaking on the floor. One young lady stepped on the skirt of another young lady in a panic and fled, and the two immediately forgot their lives, and fought in a chaotic manner, and soon became a shrew.

Yan Ruyu only reacted at this time: "Escort! Escort!"

"Escort!" Zhong Mingyang also shouted loudly outside the crowd.

During the palace banquet, the Yulin army was on the periphery of the imperial garden.

Yelu Mingxiu, who was drunk and unconscious, had already woken up at this time, or had already woken up, and Youyou stood up from his seat and smiled at Zhong Ming: "It's too late, Lord Xian!"