After dancing all night, she finally sat cross-legged with a satisfied smile and breathed and breathed. There is no night or day in the divine realm, and her three days are just an hour constraint. After waiting for the body to recover, she walked out of the Fengguan Dance Hall and strolled through the garden of the Qingyou Temple.

"One, two, three...... Fast! Rotate ......"

The fairy's crisp voice was like the sound of a dawn finch disturbing her thoughts. Looking up, I saw that on the blue grass, three or four fairies from the Divine Dance Hall were training a group of fairies, all of whom were about four or five years old, spinning, jumping, and splitting their legs...... It's all basic dance moves. The fairies worked very hard, and their faces were flushed and full of tiredness and hard work.

"You! Lazy again! A fairy suddenly scolded.

The pink-clothed girl leaning on the convex stone stretched her waist and replied lazily: "They, born fairies, can I be compared to mortals?" You can go on and on, but I'm going to sleep and eat. ”

Sure enough, she is worthy of being the daughter of the Disturbing God Realm - Falling Smoke!

She looked at her coldly. The first time she saw the girl's expression, she sensed something strange. After all, they are mortals, and they have a unique smell among the fairies - not cheap, but strange.

"Didn't you just wake up from a full meal?"

"Mortals have three meals a day......

"I care about you mortals, gods, men! If you don't practice the rest of this section, you won't want to eat anything! Another fairy rushed forward, pulled the girl into the open area, and stared at her to practice.

The white mist thickened, wrapping around her legs and feet. She started lazily, jumped not high, stood unsteadily, and did not have her crossed legs in place. The fairy secretly moved her fingers slightly, and with a "snap", there seemed to be a force that stiffly split her legs. A look of pain flashed across her face, but she gritted her teeth and didn't squeak, only slamming her eyes at them.

"Don't think that what the Divine Monarch sends is a privilege! A failure at the banquet of God, and all suffered! Relax yourselves! ”

"Failure!" One fairy shouted, followed by the others.

"Humph!" The girl only sneered.

"You see, these have to be stepped on. Otherwise, don't want to leave! The fairy's hand waved high in the air, and countless lights appeared around her, high and low.

She has always looked at her coldly, she knows in her heart that these lights must be played with dance steps, and if the dance steps are wrong, the light will not disappear but more and more. And the 10∠10∠10∠10∠ released by the fairy, m.★.co↙mstyle_tt; Dance steps, I'm afraid I can't finish it after ten years of cultivation, how can a mortal girl who is only three years old complete it?

Interesting!

She simply found a convex stone and sat and watched the farce. The fairy glanced at her suddenly, and then roared:

"You come with me to the main hall to practice."

In the end, on the huge meadow, only she, the red looker and the girl in pink, were left.

Well, falling smoke! She looked at the pink shadow and muttered, remembering that Feng Wan had called the baby girl like this. Luoyan has been silent, looking at her from afar, and seems to be reminiscing.

But how many memories can a child have? She smiled with utter disdain.

She glanced at the smoke, and suddenly her feet were on the ground, stepping on the layers of light and flying away, and her feet and legs bounced and turned her hands to touch ...... Step by step. There is no mistake or omission in a hundred postures, such as a pink butterfly arbitrarily shuttling through the starlight, devouring. When she landed steadily, there was only a light left in the air, hanging between her eyebrows. She looked up and stood on tiptoe, pouted and kissed lightly, the light disappeared, and the dance ended perfectly.

When she came back to her senses, she found that she didn't know when to stand up and watch! This girl's magic is all in the way! There was a more contemptuous smile from the air, and then he turned over the light bar set by the fairy and disappeared into the distance.

Shenjun Changxuan's fancy, how could there be a mistake? The mistake is that he can't guess the word "love"!

Almost on the same day, news came from the Divine Monarch Palace: The Divine Dance Hall was temporarily supervised by the Biyun Fairy of Fengyun Pavilion, because the Dancing God Phoenix Feitian Dance went to Fengyun Pavilion privately in order to seek a colorful cloud ribbon, and unfortunately fell and injured himself. As for the extent of the injury, it was not disclosed, but he was temporarily left in Biyunju to recuperate. The Divine Monarch Hall sent two fairies to report and brought two fairies from the Divine Dance Hall to take care of them. One of them secretly named her - Feng Guan!

Feng Feitian Dance broke both knees!

"I'm afraid this bone can be reunited under the divine power, and it should be no problem to walk, but it's just ......" Biyun Fairy's face was slightly melancholy.

"The Temple of the Divine Dance should have been in charge of the Mighty Fairy." Feng Feitian Dance replied indifferently.

"Divine Dance should be your life's pursuit."

"Sister, we don't have reincarnation! Skip hundreds of years, no matter how obsessed you are, you should have fun. ”

"Yes. The goddess Aichen likes to dance in the sky. I'll explain when I find an opportunity someday. ”

"Sister don't worry, in a few decades, there will be another miracle in the Temple of the Dance."

"Hehe, why take decades, don't you have one now?" She slowly walked out of the fairy maid lineup, looked at Biyun and said with a light smile.

This is the main dance of the Divine Dance Temple, why do you need to disguise yourself as a fairy maid?

"She! Isn't she—" Biyun almost shook off the jade cup in her hand.

"Below is the dancing fairy Ji Fengguan of the year!"

Back then? When do you want to recall? Yaochi's affection begins? It's just that now that I think about it, I don't know why I ran away that day? Just because she and Yifan are willing to believe in Master Wuyan? But today, it seems that the belonging of the human race in the world is not the ancestor Yifan! And the lost Hengtian, I don't know if he still stays in this space?

These memories are still there, but the one who is overtaken is already the blood pool cultivation and bleeding Ji, not the original "empty" her. Now every action and every word of Fengguan is not interfered with by her. It was as if her mouth was tightly gagged, confined in a narrow and dark space, with only two eyeholes left for her to look at the outside world.

It is not strange that he has not cultivated into a god, and he is full of demonic energy. In addition, she burst into tears, telling about the experience of the blood pool in the past three years, and even the jasper fairy shed a lot of tears with her, and finally gave her a fragrant bead to cover up a lot of bloody demonic energy. This time, there is no need to be ashamed of her Feng Feitian Dance all the time, compared to just losing her knees.

After this heartfelt conversation, Fairy Biyun couldn't hold her breath after all, sent away all the fairy maids, and said mysteriously: "This demon king really can't be underestimated. I remember that three years ago, the Divine Monarch had not appeared publicly since he returned to the dormitory, and later it was secretly rumored that he was injured......"

"No wonder, after that mortal baby was sent to the Divine Dance Temple, he never saw the Divine Monarch show up again." Feng Feitian Dance followed the memories.

"Huh! The blood array cultivated by tens of thousands of Nine Phoenix Red Foxes can dissolve all living beings! Even if God is afraid, it is hard to resist! Fortunately, it was the Divine Monarch who appeared that day, and if it was other cultivators, the bones would have been gone. She sneered.

"The demon spirit blood curse in the legend can really destroy the ...... of the gods"

Before Feng Feitian finished speaking, Fairy Biyun immediately interrupted: "This can't be messed up!" ”

"Didn't I, the last Nine Phoenix Red Fox, escape? The Demon Spirit Blood Spell is not something that can be practiced by practice. ”

They looked at her and said almost at the same time, "You must stay in the Celestial Realm!" ”

On that day, the goddess Ai Chen also mentioned that Yaochi danced with affection, and she never forgot it. Why don't we hold a banquet tomorrow and surprise them? ”

Biyun had a whim, Feng Feitianwu of course strongly supported her, and she also responded to this surprise half-pushed.

Just do it, Biyun really deserves to be the lord born for the god king. Thousands of fairies were summoned at the moment, and the Fengyun Pavilion was transformed in a few hours. The natural stage is set high among the colorful floating clouds, surrounded by round tables, which is another beautiful scenery. Immortal fruit wine cakes were sent to the mortal heavens. At the same time, countless immortal cranes hurriedly flew into the mortal realm with invitations in their mouths. There is no need for a reason for the divine banquet, the Biyun Fairy came forward, and the goddess Ai Chen agreed, how dare the god elders not give thin noodles?

A few hours later, she stood on the highest stage of the Protoss again, her eyes shining with a thin veil on her face, and she swept over all the high-ranking Divine Ancestors present. It wasn't her who opened the scene, but the lovely fairies of the Dance Temple. Pink peach blossoms are as light as yarn, flying back and forth, and finally holding a silver plate and jade cup, landing in the center of each round table.

She held a silver kettle and jumped a thousand feet! Step on the clouds and leap into the sky at each table. Flipping and twisting, the divine brew fell like rain, only falling on the jade cup and not splashing the silver plate. Hundreds of round tables, thousands of dancing postures, thousands of pouring wine and charming. God exclaimed, stunned every viewer. Finally, the goddess Ai Chen "snapped" a few crisp applause to wake up the gods.

The fairies handed the silver plates to the viewers. They still took the jade cup and drank the divine wine.

"Uncle Whitehair, your wine."

It was the sound of falling smoke, like a ball of powder yarn at this time, kneeling on the round table in front of Chang Xuan, smiling sweetly. Divine Monarch Changxuan seemed to wake up from his contemplation, took the jade cup in her hand without saying a word, and drank it all. A satisfied smile appeared on Luoyan's face.

At this time, the dazzling sound gradually sounded, she looked back at them with a light smile, stepped on a floating cloud, fell back to the high platform and began to dance back to "Yu Yisong"! Thousands of miles of long yarn, all the dancing is the blood red of the sky! A white shadow in the audience suddenly stood up, stepped over the red gauze long silk, and rushed towards her on the dance floor.

"Haha! It's up to you? ”

With a long laugh, the 10,000-mile long silk yarn turned into a whirlpool, followed by "Bang!" Bang! "There were several loud bangs, like a dam bursting, the red belt shattering, and finally it actually dissolved into pieces of water and splashed everywhere. The entire Fengyun Pavilion instantly fell into a sea of blood, and the stage tables, chairs, wine and food were ...... Everything that falls into the red stream has dissolved, and the fairy gods are no exception.

The world has long been bloody and miserable!

Changxuan's face was ugly, and a trace of red actually oozed from the corner of his mouth. For God comes, but where does the blood of mortal beings come from? However, not only him, almost all the gods had blood on their mouths, some of them had already fallen to the ground and groaned in pain, and even more were unable to fight back at all, and were directly swallowed into the huge waves...... He squinted at the jade cup in his hand, the empty divine brew was no longer the wine of the divine race!

Luo Yan was still half-kneeling on the round table, holding a silver plate in his hand, and looked at Changxuan in horror. The jade cup on the plate made a "gurgling" sound, which was her trembling with fear. Chang Xuan smiled helplessly, pulled over the pink cloud, and jumped up to the clouds when the red waves flew into the sky.

"Changxuan, you-" A blue shadow flashed into the sky at the same time, it was the goddess Ai Chen.

Chang Xuan looked down, and his eyes just met Feng Wan's gaze! Suddenly, a divine order resounded:

"Wuyan, she's not Fengguan!"

It's not a dancing fairy, such a big rebellion must be a capital offense! Chang Xuan's order is no forgiveness!

"She can't kill!" Goddess Aichen drank in time!