"Senior sister, it's been a long time since I've heard your piano. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "Xin Yao also came over, since she could not run around in her body with internal force, Xin Yao's complexion recovered a lot.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you dance." Inori said, brushing her hand over the zither.

Yin Weaving gently plucked the strings a few times, and the natural pink of the fiber armor crossed the strings, only to hear the sound of the piano, melodious and tactful, like a beautiful sound echoing the sky, Lian Bin squinted slightly, not feeling a little intoxicated.

The melody is deep and the rhyme is soft and subtle, Xin Yao listened to Yin Weaving play a familiar melody, and her body was a little eager to try.

It's just that in Qingying Mountain before, more often it was Jin Rou who stroked the qin, and Xin Yao and Yin Weaving danced together. It is said to be dancing, but it is actually practicing swords, but one move and one style are beautiful, with light skills, flying around in the bamboo forest, and the clothes are flying, it really looks like dancing.

Now Xin Yao is not able to exert internal strength, can't fly, and can't swing the green glass satin, so he must cooperate with the sword practice step by step according to the internal strength method.

So, how about putting aside the previous "military assets" and showing the real "dance posture"?

Xin Yao held a feather fan, moved the lotus step lightly, her waist swayed with the feather fan, and her elegant face was like a fairy with a faint smile.

After the song was finished, Meng Qingzhi, Lian Bin and Wen Yi were fascinated by it, feasting their eyes and ears, only to hear a few applause from outside the inn room.

"It's amazing, such a beautiful tune, such a graceful dance, it's the first time I've seen it." The shopkeeper was full of praise.

Behind the shopkeeper, there was a middle-aged man standing, a man wearing a cardigan inlaid with gold threads, holding his beard and shaking his head, walked in, "The performance of the two girls is really like a dream, like a fascination, and I am bold, can I invite the two girls to perform a song in the store at dinner time, and the cost of your stay in the hotel will be free." ”

Listening to the tone of this middle-aged man, he should be the innkeeper, and he couldn't imagine that a dance would be able to cover food and shelter, and he couldn't spend it.

Xin Yao happily agreed, she was still unsatisfied.

In fact, Xin Yao didn't want to show her dancing posture in front of many strange shopkeepers, but this room was a little smaller, and she was willing to dance in a more spacious lobby.

When he used the fan as a guide and danced his limbs, Xin Yao integrated the sword style into the dance posture, which seemed to be dancing, but in fact Xin Yao was practicing the sword.

However, it is said that it is practicing swords, but it is just dancing, Xin Yao's body has not yet recovered, and he cannot practice swords, if it is compared to the situation of this kind of dancing, it is not only beautiful and pleasing to the eye, but also has no bad impact on Xin Yao's body.

Qingsimen's swordsmanship is really beautiful and picturesque, once in Qingying Mountain, Xin Yao and Yin Zhi also often practiced swords, wielding.

And whenever Xin Yao and Yin Weaving both practiced swords, if Jin Rou was around, she would definitely praise her two of them for being like dancing fairies, and at that time, Xin Yao only thought that she had performed light skills and flew in the air, which left such an impression on Jin Rou.

Unexpectedly, without performing light skills, without mobilizing internal force, without holding a sword, without practicing mental techniques, just integrating the sword pose into similar dance movements, really stepped out of the dancing steps.

Xin Yao couldn't help but sigh, the grandmother-in-law was really elegant, and every set of swordsmanship and sword moves she made up was coherent, wasn't it just a string of beautiful dances.

Qingsimen's patriarch mother-in-law has passed away for many years, Xin Yao only knows that the patriarch's mother-in-law is respected as a guest goddess on the rivers and lakes, a goddess goddess, as the name suggests, is a fairy-like woman, think about the patriarch mother-in-law when she was young, she should also be a fairy-like picturesque woman.

At dinner time, when it was full, I saw that on a dim edge of the store, the lights suddenly lit up on all sides, and Yin Weaving wore a bright yellow and elegant long skirt, caressing the guzheng on the stage, quite a beautiful and elegant posture, indescribably beautiful and elegant.

Xin Yao's green silk is draped on the side, hanging on her shoulders like a waterfall, standing proudly in the world, just when the customers in the store admired her appearance and shocked the heavens, Xin Yao floated in the wind.

Yin Weaving's stretched smile is like a breeze blowing willows, Xin Yao's elegant green silk is like a neon fairy, Yin Weaving's voice and face are matched with Xin Yao's dancing, the two are like a faint Guerlain, blooming safely in the quiet night sky.

Meng Qingzhi and Wen Yi were already intoxicated, Meng Qingzhi took out his purple bamboo dong flute from his arms, and the melodious sound of the flute joined the sound of Yin Weaving's piano, and the piano and flute ensemble were perfectly integrated.

Wen Yi is also unwilling to be lonely, I don't know when she took her silk bamboo gourd flute, Wen Yi's silk and bamboo sound with a little playful and lovely nasal sound, adding a touch of mellowness to the sound of Meng Qingzhi and Yin Weaving's qin flute.

Lian Bin is the only one in the audience, he can't play a musical instrument, let alone dance, looking at the companions on the stage, elegant and vulgar can not be forced, Lian Bin can only follow the rhythm and applaud vigorously, adding a touch of excitement to his companions.

However, even the applause is not good, and he always can't step on the beat, Lian Bin insisted for a while, and then retreated.

With such a wonderful and rich tune, Xin Yaoyu's sleeves are full of wind, and her dancing steps are like delicate petals flying in the wind, and others seem to be able to feel the fragrance of flowers on the tip of their noses.

The last move happened to be at the end of the song, and a whole set of bamboo sea came down endlessly, and Xin Yaoxiang was drenched in sweat.

The inn suddenly applauded like thunder, and there were more generous sons, scrambling to reward, the shopkeeper held an iron basin, and was busy receiving the reward everywhere, and the shopkeeper smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyebrows.

This transaction is really cost-effective, just the reward money received is enough to cover Meng Qingzhi's food and accommodation expenses, not to mention that in such a flash today, the inn has a good reputation, and it will only be more prosperous and earn more in the future.

"Lian Bin, Lian Bin?" Yin Zhi stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Lian Bin's eyes, Lian Bin was obviously still intoxicated by Fang Cai's wonderful rhythm and did not ease up.

"Ahh Sister Inori, you are so beautiful, I mean, your performance is so good-looking. Lian Bin sobered up from his intoxication, not knowing that Yin Zhi had already called several times, and he felt rude and a little hasty.

"Hehe, thank you, please take the guzheng back to the car." Inori's eyes were like the water of a river under the moon, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised to outline a trace of a smile.

Lian Bin hurriedly took the guzheng and stepped out quickly, and the moment he put the guzheng in the car and took it off, the sleeves hooked the strings again, making a muffled sound.

A hint of curiosity appeared in Lian Bin's heart, and he tried to imitate Yin Ori's gesture and gently plucked a string, but when the string bounced back to the body, it was not as pleasant as Yin Ori's plucking, but made a dull and dull sound.

Lian Bin wondered in his heart, how could this dull string make such a beautiful sound.

In the end, Lian Bin continued to stretch out his fingers and tried to pluck the strings, but fortunately, the quality of Tuoba Wanlie's piano was quite solid, otherwise the strings would have been broken by the rude Lian Bin at this time.

Lian Bin shook his head and left.

Obviously quite disappointed with the sound of his own tug-of-war.