Huo Ling had already paced to the center of the sacrificial field, slowly stepping but it was difficult to let go of his posture to dance as he wanted, listening to the music that accompanied the dance, obviously, the musician was from the Central Plains, and he was already frightened, Huo Ling tried his best to control himself and cooperate better with the trembling music, I don't know why, she seemed to be convinced that Mao Dun Yingge, as long as his dance satisfied the Da Yan clan, he would let them go back.

The music in the distance had already reached the camp tent in the west, and listening to the shaky notes that were trembling, Huo Xun was extremely nervous, he got up suddenly, grabbed the door, and in the next second, Yu Juesheng grabbed him.

"Let me go!"

His eyes were firm, and after speaking, he walked forward quickly, Huo Xun stopped in place, bowed his head slightly, he believed in Yu Jue.

The music suddenly stopped, Huo Ling's heart fell to the bottom, despair came to her, she was stunned in place, and some of the dancers who danced with her even fell to the ground and cried silently.

I saw that the face of the big single on the top changed suddenly, and in the next second, the thunderous anger burst out instantly.

"It's against you!"

This is a sacrifice to the god of Kunlun, and Huo Ling believes that Da Dan Yu will definitely sacrifice himself and these dancing girls from the Qin Kingdom to the snow-capped Kunlun Mountains as a living sacrifice!

Not far away, Maudun Yinggo was looking in the direction of Huo Ling, but he didn't make any movements, words, as if they had nothing to do with him, as if he wasn't sure what he was thinking.

The high-ranking Da Yan clan looked at Huo Ling and these humble dancing girls with sympathetic eyes, but it was just sympathy.

Huo Ling was waiting for Da Shan Yu's next sentence, but for a short moment, she heard the chaotic music before as if she had regained her soul, smooth and free, with the charm of the waves rippling in her ears, she couldn't help but look in the direction of the musician's seat, it was Yu Jue, it was Yu Jue caressing the qin!

The dancing girl who was crying on the ground behind her stopped crying at this moment, the music changed, it was not the repertoire they were familiar with before, Huo Ling motioned for them to go down at this moment, and with the sound of the piano, she took a step forward and slowly knelt down.

"Da Dan Yu, Da Yan clan, please give the slave another chance."

The dance steps are rising, and the soft posture steps out of the dream-like soft dance steps, this is not Qin Feng's heroic dance, it is the light song of the Man dance of Qi State, and the amorous and tactful artistic conception is contained in the color lotus step by step.

At this moment, Huo Ling's mood is indescribable, she empties her mind and melts herself into the music, Yu Jue, he is saving zài for her, otherwise, how can his piano sound make her the most intoxicated?

But the dream of Qin Se and Ming should not be in such a situation today.

Yu Jue's slender and good-looking fingers like jade onions plucked the strings, prioritizing, every time the strings fluttered, it was for the delicate dancing under the moonlight, his eyes never took his eyes off her, the heroic and unrestrained of the war in the past, now the style of Qi country, the grace and variety of Manman dance, she will always be so dazzling.

Everyone looked at Huo Ling, feeling the throbbing of their hearts between her dance steps.

Until the last note slipped from Yu Jue's fingertips, Huo Ling slowly paused his figure.

Mao Dun Yingge only came back to his senses at this time, he turned his head to look at Yu Jue in the musician's seat not far away, the two of them, are they the legendary peerless people, but he doesn't like this.

Da Yan came back to his senses for a long time, and tears slid down his face.

She hid her face and wiped away her tears, and whispered something in Da Shan Yu's ear, and Da Shan Yu nodded.

"I just came to tell the queen, this meal is also finished, and the lonely king will leave first."

At the dinner table, King Yan said to the queen opposite, only to see that her right hand holding chopsticks trembled slightly.

"Wait! Didn't you say that as long as it was my request, you would agree to anything? ”

Ji Gu said, and King Yan, who was about to step out of the palace, paused.

"But it's the best option, there's no other choice."

King Yan said, but did not turn to face the queen.

"Let's go......"

She put down her chopsticks, picked up a piece of thorny fish meat, and put it in her mouth.

When King Yan heard the voice, he didn't say anything more and left.

Mao Dun Yingge really let Huo Ling and the others leave the next day, and gave Huo Ling and the others fifty good horses.

The happiest was Duan Jingke, who was jumping around Huo Ling.

"You are really amazing, why did you just dance for a while, and the Huns were willing to let us go back!"

Huo Xun and the others were already on the road, and she was riding with Yu Jue again, at this time, Ying Ge rode over and went straight to Huo Ling.

"Remember what I asked you?"

He asked aloud, and everyone looked at him suspiciously, only Huo Ling, who smiled slightly.

"I will never come to the Huns for the second time!"

Huo Ling replied briskly, at this moment, her heart was already filled with yesterday's dance and the imminent way home, as happy as a flying bird.

"But I think like that, and I will definitely do that, Kunlun God will be my witness! Huo Ling, you wait! Drive! ”

Ying Ge turned the horse's head, and the figure of the horse disappeared in the vast grassland, Huo Ling looked at the direction of his departure, full of beautiful paintings of the grassland.

Duan Jingke is right, this Xiongnu grassland is truly heroic, vast and boundless grassland, with the spirit of a hundred seas and rivers, and the charming gravitational pull, which makes it difficult to ignore its existence.

However, the grassland, Huo Ling does not belong to such freedom, you are not my destination, your beauty, for Huo Ling, is just a magnificent poem, no more!

Straight to Fengyuan County, Yu Jue circled Huo Ling in his arms, and the circle was tight.