Under the twilight of the night, the dancing girl slowly appeared in the silent darkness, with a graceful posture, and broke into the twilight here without warning. The dancing girl, like a spinning top that never stops, constantly whirls and dances, she is dressed in a pale yellow group dress, and allows the skirt to fly quietly in the dancing posture, repeating the same circle in the air, each time it is so intoxicating. The undulating waves of the skirt always maintain the same frequency, making people's eyes unable to move from above, and at the same time, the waves of intoxication are stacked in the heart.

The girl's dancing posture gently caresses people's faces like a spring breeze, the faint fragrance of almond flowers makes people intoxicated for thousands of years, and the girl's skirt folds are like easy waves slowly lapping in, so that you can feel the continuous ups and downs of change, as if life has vitality, little by little with its frequency and heartbeat.

The appearance of the girl filled this pitiful black curtain with a ray of amazement, as if she felt an uneasy threat, the night became agitated, her side curtain began to become illusory, restlessness and change were really pregnant. It can be clearly seen that the night is no longer as comfortable as before, and she is preparing for an onslaught. The edges began to slowly curl up, and the edge of the night officially collapsed. A scene of black paper suddenly curled up, and the offensive was finally about to begin.

The girl's dancing posture is still continuing, and it is still so comfortable, and people don't know less "Wan Shu "It". NSb.M has turned around many times and how many years she has turned, and I don't know when she started this graceful and moving Hu Xuan, I only know that she has been turning forever until the night comes.

The restless night finally couldn't afford to wait. The girl's dancing made her feel one of the inexplicable threats. The night was terrified that he would lose this duel. So she intended to be what she had to do. Yes, she did it in the dark, and with an anxious mood, like Hu Xuan's girl, she launched a fierce offensive.

The endless night quickly leaned the girl over, just for a moment, and before she could react, the curtain of the night had tightly surrounded the girl's thoughts from all directions, leaving no trace of strength. Moonlight can't penetrate either. The girl was imprisoned like this, and an unsettling atmosphere was only brewing, trying to engulf the girl.

However, the girl who kept dancing didn't seem to be disturbed by the dark offensive at all, all she did was keep flying, circle by circle, and carry on the never-ending Hu Xuan, every step was so exquisite, every detail was so impeccable, although there was no audience. The girl also knew what to dance for. This insistence has nothing to do with Fengyue. Just because of the persistence in my heart. He was born as a dancer, so he never stopped turning, kept dancing, and kept turning.

In the darkness, a glimmer of light escaped from the center of the dark curtain through the layers of trapped locks, it was a pale yellow dress belonging to a girl, full of apple aroma, with the smoothness of milk, constantly spreading outward, piercing all shackles and obstacles.

The girl's dance never stops because of any restraint, it keeps turning, it goes on and on, never stops, never stops. The restraint of the night could not bring him any trouble, and the dancer's life was born to dance over and over again, and it would not stop at any time.

The restraint of the night did not bother the girl, and the girl still danced unmoved, dancing in the changing and undulating dark trajectory, without a trace of impurities, purely adhering to her own persistence.

An attempt to strike, the night launched an offensive again, and she must not stop there, she is bound to completely drown the girl. The edge of the night turned into a sharp, spiked spear, and the tip of the tip flashed with ghostly light, as if smeared with deadly poison. Thousands of black spears appeared in every corner in an instant, ready to pierce the girl in all directions. It was just a moment, without any signal, and the tens of thousands of spikes struck out, rushing forward with lightning speed, giving the girl a one-hit kill. …

The spear of the night, sharp and sharp, sharp and swift, like a black light flashing, like a maiden unleashing a deadly attack. There is no doubt that no one will be able to escape this overwhelming attack, and everything is a futile struggle. So there are not many girls, she is a dancer, and at the last moment of her life, she will also dance quietly, never stop there, and will not be shaken by anything.

The dark spear had come to the girl in an instant, and she was still dancing a song of Hu Xuan, her graceful posture turned around, and the waves with the folds of her skirt rose and fell. The dark spear came to him, and the next moment it was about to pierce into the beautiful body of the girl, and the girl spun around again unmoved. Then, the black spear had reached the girl's face, and in the next second, the tip of the spear would pierce the girl's body, making this beautiful scene seem. But the girl did not show a trace of timidity, and her eyes were still unmoved and ethereal, but she turned around again.

The girl never wavered in her dancing posture in the face of all obstacles, even if the overwhelming black spear struck, she did not stop, but just turned her dance steps without moving, round and round, again and again, as if she would never stop.

I don't know how many times it turned, but the eternal melody would not stop, and the last lap passed, and the wave of the skirt pleats turned one last round until the last wave came, and then it continued incredibly, again and again. And then there was another lap, lap after lap, and it went on tenaciously. If a dancer's life stops, it will be a real destruction.

The dark night looked at the girl who was still turning tenaciously, like a mole struggling to beat it to death, but then the night finally noticed something wrong. The dancing girl turned out to be unscathed!

The sharp spear did not pierce the girl's body, but stayed in front of the girl's body coldly, frozen.

The night was suspicious in my heart, and finally found that on top of the girl's dance skirt, there was a layer of light veil, sweet and greasy, which could wrap the sharp thorns, like a light shield that could not be pierced. No matter how the spear of the night rushes forward, it will no longer be able to move forward, and the clothes of the sugar yarn give the girl protection, allowing her to dance again under the devouring of the night.

The night will not give up here, and take a step forward, as long as it can touch the surface of the sugar yarn, even a little bit, it is enough to disturb the girl's dancing.

The dark night did it, and with a desperate blow, he finally broke through the obstruction of the sugar yarn and embedded it in that layer of crispness. The girl's dancing was finally hindered, and the rapid pace began to stagnate. The offensive of the night finally worked, the girl's dance had a little shaken, the amplitude of the movement had a trace of implication, the flying skirt no longer undulated, seeing that the whole dance was about to stop at the end, but the girl still had the idea of giving up the dance and another circle, facing all the constraints of the black spear, the girl turned a circle strongly. Immediately after that, there was another circle, and these black spears continued, which fortunately linked the world. Lap after lap, lap after lap, the girl danced with the whole world. The stagnant form reactivated, flipping and approaching, and nothing could stop her steps.

Finally, under the traction of the girl, the world turned around! Tenacious steps, step again and again, graceful posture, turn again and again.

The spear of the night could not stop the girl, and the girl's persistence could not be beaten by any restraint, and she still had to dance, and it went on. Like a whirling balloon, the world is driven up by a girl.

The black attack failed again, and she pondered how to completely crush the girl so that she could no longer turn. …

A sharp spear is useless, so turn it into a slender rope. The night retracted the sharp spear and transformed it into a rope that could bind everything, clinging to the girl's body. As the girl turned, the rope was also wrapped around the girl's body, circle by circle, layer by layer, the more the girl danced, the more dense the rope became, and finally, the girl's dance steps began to stagnate. There were so many restraints on her body that it took all her strength to not turn once. There is no way to compete with one's own strength. The girl was destined to not be able to continue dancing, and unwilling tears seemed to well-up in the girl's eyes for a moment, but she did not give up, and the dance continued.

It's like falling into a swamp, and every step has to endure tremendous resistance.,The almost suffocating restraint traps the girl firmly.,There's no shortcoming that can break through.。

The girl tried to use all her strength, but it was useless in front of the impermeable net, but the girl did not want to stop there, nor did she pay attention to the darkness, and there was only one thought in her heart to break through this barrier.

With a firm determination planted in her heart, the girl's body, which was already immobilized, burst out with amazing power again, and it was unimaginable that the slender branches could burst out with such a moving light.

The maiden got up and danced again, and since she could not turn the shackles of the man, she tore them apart with a wave of anger, and swept away all obstacles in the path ahead with the firmest determination in her heart. The fierce wind erupted from the girl's body, and in the face of the shackles of the night, the girl began to dance again with the strongest posture, and pieces of flying flowers flew out of the net, and the dark confinement could no longer entangle the girl.

The dancers who belong to the light start dancing again. (To be continued......)