At this time, looking at Ziwei ten meters away, Le Xiaotian was extremely excited in his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because Xiao Jiu finally spoke up: "Drop, I found the star soul mezzo-soprano chief [Tianyan Star God] seed musician, Ziwei, the third princess of the water elf clan, converted mortal age, 17 years old." ”

Originally, after the Shining Star incident, he realized the focus of his life goal again.

However, after more than a year in the law code, Xiao Jiu has not prompted.

Now, she's finally prompted! I really saw the elves! Genie!

At this time, three or five hundred musicians left one after another, but their voices had been automatically blocked by Le Xiaotian, and their figures seemed extremely dim, and even had no sense of existence. All he saw was crape myrtle!

She had waterfall-like blond hair and two perfectly increasing white-purple vine flowers on either side of her ears.

The delicate ears are hidden by blonde hair and arabesques, but the cochlea still looms.

On her flat forehead was a noble green forehead pendant necklace of a sparkling diamond-shaped sapphire. It makes her seem unattainable, but she can't help but want to get close.

Her narrow eyebrows have the beauty of nature, combining the advantages of temperamental beauty willow leaf eyebrows, one-word eyebrows, and moon eyebrows.

Her big blue eyes were so charming, the pupils were as blue as the deep sea, and the whites of her eyes were as white as clotted fat, like two clear and quiet blue seas.

Her eyes flashed with the gentleness of a little woman, and there was a little weakness and fear, even nervousness, which made people can't help but want to protect her for the rest of her life.

With curved eyelashes, delicate nose, delicate red lips, and fair face, her facial features can be said to be perfect to the extreme.

She was not tall, but with the swan neck set off by the emerald neck guards, metal arm guards, one-piece pleated flower dress, carved boots, lovely belly button, and slender legs, her figure became extremely slender and perfect.

Noble but not glamorous, she doesn't have a queenly temperament. However, she has a more gentle, delicate and feminine princess temperament.

In the admiration of her own hot eyes, her heartbeat gradually accelerated, and her eyes seemed to dodge.

Bowing her head slightly, she gently tugged at the corners of her clothes with her pair of jade hands, and two red rays gradually appeared on her face.

In one word, it's beautiful! Even if you don't eat for five days, you're willing to watch it all the time!

She is the existence of countless goddesses in seconds.

At this time, the entire dance room seemed extremely quiet, and there were only Le Xiaotian and Ziwei ten meters apart in the huge room.

Finally, Le Xiaotian walked towards Ziwei with some excitement.

This kind of excitement is like being able to reunite with Su Yun's three daughters soon. Because she is about to become a musician who implements her will to dance musically, this relationship is different from friendship and love, but it is the same extreme.

When she came to Ziwei's side, Le Xiaotian obviously felt her nervousness. Walking behind her, she had a pair of blue butterfly wings on her back, and the patterns on them were very gorgeous, but not ostentatious.

With a perfect 36, 24, and 36 figure, plus her extraordinary dancing strength, she is the female elf she is really willing to cultivate herself!

Walking in front of Ziwei again, Le Xiaotian lowered his head slightly, and then smiled: "Look into my eyes and sing a note to listen." ”

Feeling a strong masculine aura rushing towards her, the nervous Ziwei could hear her own heartbeat.

While plucking up her courage, she met a pair of big black eyes that were close at hand, and in some panic, she opened her red lips: "Ah~"

"Suck!" Le Xiaotian took a greedy breath, and the scented breath of crape myrtle interpreted what it means to exhale like an orchid.

Just when Ziwei was getting more and more nervous and nervous enough to escape, Le Xiaotian spoke: "Your vocal cords, pharyngeal cavity, oral cavity, head cavity, and chest cavity are all good, but the most critical breath is used poorly. Your voice is less of that penetrating sharpness, but it has a little more tenderness that belongs to you from the heart. Very good, you have the potential to be my principal mezzo-soprano. ”

At this time, listen to Le Xiaotian's affirmation. Ziwei was no longer nervous in an instant, but thinking about her tragic past, she couldn't help but have the urge to choke. Finally someone is starting to agree that they can sing!

At this time, Le Xiaotian threw out another question: "Do you like to sing?" ”

I wanted to answer immediately, but when I thought of my own situation, Ziwei was a little hesitant.

In his encouraging eyes, Ziwei's eyes couldn't help but become moist: "I...... I...... Yes...... Mouth...... Stutter. ”

Looking at the soft crape myrtle with that gentle stubbornness in her eyes, Le Xiaotian's heart was broken.

Immediately, he hugged Ziwei and gently tapped her forehead.

With a smile, Le Xiaotian's tone contained a domineering spirit that looked down on the universe: "Dance is the mother god of everything, Le is the eldest son who inherits her characteristic of being tolerant of everything, and language is her younger son." You don't stutter when you sing, what are you afraid of? Tell me, the reason for this ......"

Bang! Laugh at! Whoa!

"What are you doing!"

Without waiting for Le Xiaotian to finish speaking, he instantly flew to a wall in the room, and the large mirror was knocked out of thousands of cracks, and the small lenses fell to the ground. When Le Xiaotian slipped down, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this time, Ziwei's face was full of anger, and her momentum was extremely powerful, although she was not murderous, but she had enough anger.

While wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he got up from the ground, Le Xiaotian laughed instead of anger: "Haha, good fight, I know how to cure your illness." ”

Ziwei was stunned when she heard this, and seemed to realize that she was too heavy, but when she thought that her body, which had never been touched by a man, was touched by Le Xiaotian, she still couldn't let go of the resentment in her heart.

Although he vomited blood from the shock, Le Xiaotian still quickly came to Ziwei's side again, and his tone became serious: "Tell me about you, I want to know your past." ”

Taking a step back defensively, Ziwei hadn't fully opened up to Le Xiaotian: "Listen...... Listen to me...... I...... Say...... Speak...... Need...... Need...... Very...... Yes...... Patience. ”

"Haha, I'm very patient. Come, let's sit down and swing slowly, and you can talk as long as you want. ”

In order to test whether Le Xiaotian can be the conductor she has entrusted for life, she also began to talk about it after thinking about it.

This was said from daylight to dark.

And Le Xiaotian also learned part of Ziwei's past because of this.

Her name is Ziwei, and on her birthday on April 4, she has lived longer than herself. But according to the age of the mortal race, she is equivalent to 17 years old, more than six years younger than herself.

She is the third princess of the water elf clan, and she was originally going to inherit the throne of the empress, but because she was scared by a fifth-level sound beast Chiyan python when she was a child, she has suffered from nervous stuttering since then.

After years of fruitless healing, the kind-hearted Ziwei took the initiative to give up the position of empress who inherited her mother, and even her people didn't mind. But she still didn't want to drag down millions of people, so she came here in order to fulfill her wish to sing.

With a long breath, Le Xiaotian stretched out his left hand to Ziwei, who also got up, after getting up: "You have been on the road for so many days in a row, and you have told me so many things in your heart, you must be tired." Let's go, I'll take you to the Feitian Hotel for dinner and rest. ”

Pulling the corner of her clothes with some fear, Ziwei didn't expect that she would unconsciously say what she thought to Le Xiaotian for most of the day.

Looking at Ziwei's expression, Le Xiaotian smiled and said, "Hehe, if you want, you can deform me." What are you afraid of? ”

Thinking that her previous behavior was a bit excessive, Ziweixiu's face flushed slightly, but at this time, there was an imperceptible smile.

After looking at Le Xiaotian's eyes, and looking at the seemingly thick palm again, Ziwei stretched out her right hand. However, it immediately shrank back again. When she realized that Le Xiaotian's expression had not changed, she put her little hand on it.

Feeling the warmth and delicacy at the beginning, as well as the crape myrtle with a touch of shyness, Le Xiaotian's heart suddenly unsealed the long-hidden command of the Great Dance God's sky-high arrogance!

His face became extremely serious, and while his right index finger was pointing at the ceiling, Le Xiaotian's eyes had a piercing sharpness: "Phoenix Nest, this will be the first stop to achieve your legend, I guarantee in the name of the only conductor of the Star Soul Philharmonic Orchestra!" ”

At this time, listening to Le Xiaotian's ambitious words, Ziwei set off a monstrous wave in her heart!

Le Xiaotian is the legendary Ziyang?! No way!