What kind of dance is the rice dance, everyone has never heard of it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Tirina looked at her and asked, "Is this dance easy to dance?" Can you really win Gujia? ”

"I don't know, because I didn't skip either."

Mo Guoer replied honestly. The reason why she knows about these long-lost dances is because of her Ema.

She Ema is half a steppe person, and half of her bloodline belongs to the Southern Han Dynasty.

There are a lot of scholarly families in the Southern Han Dynasty, her Ema was born in the Western Han Dynasty of singing and dancing, at that time, dance was popular, and her mother was absolutely charming, from the southwest family of the legend of the dance, yes, she has many long-lost dance books.

These orphans were also brought into the Ula River with her mar father, whom she married.

She inherited her mother's appearance, and also inherited the legend of the southwestern family's enduring dance, and her mother discovered this, so she taught her the dance on the lone book, but it was a pity......

Before she finished teaching, she ......

Mo Guo'er's eyes darkened slightly, and in the blink of an eye, they were full of blood that could not be washed away.

"Mo Guo'er, are you okay?"

Lianzhu was the first to notice her trembling body and immediately came over to support her.

Tirina also looked at her face with some concern, which was whiter than the snow on the plateau, and thought of how she was uncomfortable when she just went to call her, and said worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell?" If you don't feel well, you won't jump, I'm inviting you to relax, but I don't want to see you sick. ”

"I'm fine."

Mo Guo'er smiled lightly, held Lianzhu's hand, and said slowly and firmly: "I teach you to dance the rice dance, you will definitely win." ”

Although she didn't know why she was suddenly so confident, everyone couldn't help but cheer, and a few of them blew the prairie whistle.

Mo Guo'er smiled sincerely this time.

She thought that even if her Ema was gone, she would continue the immortal legend of her southwest family for her, in the grassland, in the vast desert, in the alpine snow pool, in the sound of men's horses' hooves.

Since they were going to dance, everyone chose their own costumes, and then gathered for a rehearsal.

When it was their turn to dance, the bonfire was at its climax, and the men were drinking and thirsty, and when the drummers appeared, and a golden shirt swept in front of them, he was about to get up and leave.

He didn't plan to carry out the bonfire to the end, he just came over for a walk, he still had important things to do.

But as soon as he got up, and the beautiful figure appeared in a dance that he would never have imagined, he was stunned, and he stopped his steps to walk, and sat down slowly again, silently pouring himself wine from a flask.

Mo Guo'er's appearance was like the warmest wind, instantly blowing through the hearts of everyone present.

Zapi was also stunned.

He had seen Mo Guoer dance, and he was once fascinated by her dancing, but he had never seen this kind of dance.

What dance?

A piece of wheat gold, such as hope blooming in the dry field, everyone's body is the wings of the Roc Mai Mangyi, falling from the sky, sweeping down the earth, rising a golden field.

The hammer of the drummer "Bang Tom" and "Bang Tom" is played step by step, and it is played very rhythmically in the hearts of everyone.

In the dull and blood-pumping sound of the drum, there was a "pop", and the sound of the wine glass shattering was drowned out.

Kuta crushed the silver cup in his hand, his eyes locked on Mo Guo'er with a predatory light.

Hu Lilie smiled coldly and hid his face to drink.

And Gu Jia, stunned, faint jealousy and anger rose in her eyes.

How could she not remember this woman, when she was in the inn, Kurilie had personally told She Charo that she was his woman.

The tone is so determined, and the attitude is so tough.

Gu Jia clenched her fingers, lowered her head and asked Yu Rong: "Have you found out her life experience?" ”

"Well, the long-lost Ula River Clan." Fu Rong replied.

"The Ula River Clan?" Gu Jia chuckled, "It turns out ...... Then don't worry about her, she won't be able to make any waves anyway. ”

Anyway, the Ula River clan has been wiped out, and there is no one behind her.

Gu Jia's clenched fingers loosened, his expression eased slightly, and he poured wine and drank.

Suddenly, the thunder drum turned, the dance changed instantly, the atmospheric sonorous sound was drunk from the mouths of the dancers, the swing of the wind and the current, one person on top of each other and one person rushed up like malt breaking, like a bamboo, in one go!

"Good!"

In the crowd, I don't know who suddenly shouted, and then the tide continued to applaud and the continuous undulating whistles, mixed together, and dyed the grassland with an inexplicable meaning.

In the distance, the man in ink-colored clothes stood quietly far away, with deep suspicion and surprise between his eyebrows.

"Does it feel familiar?" He asked Shen Jiu beside him.

Shen Jiu's indifferent face was unconcealable excitement, and he exclaimed: "My lord, she ......"

"Well, it's strange that she would do this kind of dance."

Lin Fengque spoke lightly, the ribbon around his waist fell into the soles of his feet along the fluttering wind, and there was a trace of warmth in his cold eyebrows and eyes that could not be touched.

Shen Jiu stared at Mo Guo'er, and there was a bit of pain in his words: "Could it be that back then, she ...... Not dead? ”

"Maybe."

Lin Fengque turned around indifferently, and the scene of seeing Mo Guo'er for the first time flashed in his mind, her frightened eyes, trembling lips, and the delicate and extremely beautiful face that did not fit the grassland woman at all.

Isn't it, she was like this back then?

At the end of the dance, Mo Guoer was a little tired, holding her arms to leave the stage first, Tilina was the first time to win Gu Jia, and she was proud, seeing that Mo Guoer was really uncomfortable, and she didn't force her to stay, she told her to go back and have a good rest, so she went to the side to brag.

Kurilly left for the backfield.

Zapi was waiting for Mo Guo'er, but when he was looked at by Hu Lilie, he also followed him.

Nalan Mu fried the medicine, and when she came to the camp, she didn't see Mo Guo'er, probably guessing that she was going to the bonfire party, but she didn't care, she fried the medicine and put it on the fire to boil slowly.

Mo Guo'er returned to the tent, and as soon as the curtain was lifted, before the light flashed into her eyes, her waist was suddenly grabbed, and the unfamiliar lips and tongue invaded in an instant.

"Ahh Save ......"

She opened her mouth to shout in shock, but before she could shout, her mouth was covered, and her body was violently pushed to the ground.

She whimpered and struggled, but the man on top of her didn't care, his big hands tore at her clothes hard, and his legs pressed her legs, forcibly pressing her underneath.

"It's your honor to be favored by me, what are you struggling with."

The man's heavy breath sprayed on her neck, his burning hands unceremoniously caressed her delicate skin, and his mouth still let out a sigh of admiration from time to time: "It's really a stunner, haven't you been touched by a man yet?" ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head, biting the placket of her collar with his teeth, and tugging at his trouser belt with one hand.