Chapter Eighty-Five: The Dance of Neon Clothes and Feathers
Ziyi saw that Yao'er and Yanluo had already sat down, so he said to the two: "Yanluo has worked hard today, and I personally cooked for us, and prepared delicious human delicacies for us!" ”
"I think it has been since I experienced in the human world at that time, and now I haven't eaten this mortal snack for many years! I miss the smell of fireworks in the world! ”
"Who says it's not, although you don't need to eat and drink as an immortal, the beauty of this world is not only the beautiful scenery above the Yao Pond in the heavenly realm, there are surprises everywhere in the mortal world!" Donghua said this, but his eyes drifted away.
Yan Luo looked at Ziyi above and Donghua, who suddenly fell silent, and coughed lightly, "Pure water is the holy land that cannot be reached in this mortal world!" ”
When Yanluo said this, Mo Tong glanced up at her, and Yanluo continued without knowing it, "Today we can gather in this water purification fairyland and taste the most beautiful taste in the world, and the Baihua Brew made is the most beautiful thing."
Yao'er slapped her face and said, "Sister Yanluo said yes, brother, isn't it boring for us to drink like this!" How about we have something new? ”
Ziyi bowed slightly: "Yao'er has the most ghost ideas!" What a great idea do you have! ”
Yao'er's eyes wandered, "Fairyland, beautiful scenery, beauty-Present, when there are delicious wines, delicacies, poems, songs and dances, wouldn't it be better!" ”
"Good! Yao'er's idea is good, so let Ben Xian dance the sword to cheer everyone! Donghua was the first to make a sound of approval, and before everyone could agree, he turned to the center of the stone table like a gust of wind.
Mo Xiejian flew out from which direction, but Donghua shook his head, "Go back!" The sword seemed to whimper, and then disappeared again
"Why don't Donghua Immortals use the Mo Evil Sword?" Yao'er looked at Yanluo in confusion.
Yanluo smiled and said, "I've cultivated to a certain level." A little stone can be turned into gold, and if you want to come to Donghua Shangxian, I am afraid that I don't want the Mo Evil Sword to become a plaything in my hands to help people with fun! ”
Looking at Yao'er's skeptical face, Yanluo smiled and said, "It's a tree trunk." It can also be used as an artifact to ward off enemies, but it depends on who uses it! Yao'er nodded
Looking at Donghua again, now it is a combination of man and sword, where is there still a figure, only the fast-moving white remains.
From time to time, there was a thunderclap sound in the void, and the water on the lotus pond had set off a huge wave more than ten meters high, and the water light suddenly came out of the water surface and went straight to Donghua.
The white light swayed, and the water shone freely. Yao'er was still dazzled looking for Donghua's shadow, only to feel that her body seemed to have a cool touch, and a little splash had splashed on her.
Look at the Donghua Shangxian near the lotus pond, but the white clothes are already standing in it. There is not a trace of dust on the body.
He didn't mean to pant at all, with a sparse smile on his face, and all he held in his hand was a slender tree trunk.
Yao'er was stunned, "I heard my brother say that Donghua Shangxian swordsmanship is outstanding, and there are almost no invincible opponents within the six paths!" I used to think it was a rumor. So it's all true? ”
Yanluo smiled and bowed her head. At the same time, she applauded Donghua Shangxian, and Yao'er slapped her hands even more painfully.
Ziyi smiled and said, "Donghua's swordsmanship is really a thousand miles a day!" ”
Donghua smiled sparsely, "I haven't competed with you yet, Ziyi, you have to get better soon, you and I must have a good competition!" ”
Ziyi responded, "I wrote it down, and I won't let you down!" ”
Donghua turned his head to Yao'er, "It is said that the Yao'er fairy of clean water is the most versatile, I wonder if Yao'er can help me and Motong dance today?" ”
Yao'er Jiao smiled and said, "Why not, it's just that I dance alone but it's boring." Why don't you go with Sister Yanluo? ”
"Yanluo's "Dance of Ni Clothes and Feathers" once topped the world, but Ziyi was not in the heavenly realm at that time. Otherwise, you'll be feasted on for the eyes! Mo Tong suddenly spoke.
Yanluo continued, "This dance is nothing, it is a woman in Yuecheng who can dance, Yanluo is just a mistake, not the best in the world." Besides, this dance should have been a combination of rigidity and softness, if one day I can dance with Fairy Chang'e, then it will really be the best in the world! ”
Ziyi's eyes didn't feel dim because Yanluo mentioned Chang'e
Yao'er glanced at her brother's slightly embarrassed face, grabbed Yanluo's cuffs with one hand and said, "Sister, this is clean water, you can dance with Fairy Chang'e again when you have the opportunity in the future, and dance with me today, okay?" ”
The insistence in Yao'er's eyes made Yanluo couldn't bear to refuse, and finally nodded, Yao'er almost jumped up with joy, "Great!" Brother, would you like to touch the piano, I will dance with Sister Yanluo"
"I'd love to play the piano and cheer everyone up!"
"Let me come!"
"Motong, when did you learn to play the piano?" A smile appeared on the corner of Donghua's mouth, and he asked knowingly.
Mo Tong didn't say a word, and stretched out his hand at Yanluo: "Fengwei Yaoqin, borrow it!" ”
Yanluo took off the phoenix hairpin from the top of his head, and the silver-white hairpin body suddenly appeared with a touch of red light.
The light emanated from within the phoenix's gaze.
Mo Tong placed the original Yaoqin on his table, and then nodded at Yanluo, Yanluo came to Yao'er, and the two turned around and entered the dance floor.
Mo Tong sat down peacefully, his fingers gently plucked the strings, and the sound of Qingyue sounded from mid-air.
Yanluo looked at him in surprise, and didn't know why he automatically asked to play the yaoqin. I didn't have time to think about it, but she was already dancing lightly with Yao'er with the music, Yao'er was like a cheerful butterfly, accompanied by the sound of the piano, happily releasing her enthusiasm.
And Yanluo was much more subtle, even a little restrained, Ziyi frowned slightly, he glanced at Yanluo, and then looked at the ink pupils who were concentrating on stroking the qin, and his heart was clear, the sound and dance of the piano seemed to arouse the sadness of these two people, and he sighed unnoticed.
Mo Tong remembered the scene of playing with Yanluo Qin Xiao that day, although Yaoqin was not proficient, he was not completely proficient, remembering the state of mind at that time, although he had long known that life and separation were inevitable, he had done his best to weave a beautiful dream for Yanluo.
After all, it is a dream, you have to wake up, no matter how beautiful the memories of that day are, they have all become yesterday's yellow flowers, even if they are picked, they are withered.
Thinking of this, the sadness in Mo Tong's heart flickered, the sound of the piano did not feel heavy, Yan Luo was still slowly dancing with the sound of the piano of the ink pupil, but Yao'er was a little unable to parry, and had the heart to scold the ink pupil, but seeing that he seemed to be playing very devotedly, he had to return to his seat alone
Watching the smoke and luo swing the water sleeves and dance lightly, the blue water sleeves are as light as a fairy in the dark night, the corners of the ink pupils are a little smile, looking at the elves dancing in the night, but the heart is full of sadness.
Maybe the time has come to let go. (To be continued......)