A dance is in the city, this can be the end, the field is still a needle drop can be heard by everyone, between the beautiful spring, refreshing, but it is still not as bright as the snow girl on the dance floor.

--Bang--,-Bang-,-Bang-!

Bursts of applause in this silence appear extremely abrupt, the previous melodious afterglow was broken by this burst of sudden applause, like a beautiful work of art being ruthlessly torn, from that beautiful artistic conception, a group of spectators seemed to be pulled back, everyone's eyes from sluggish, empty, gradually back to reality.

The sound of the piano turned sharply, and the Snow Maiden gathered her water sleeves and slowly got up.

-pop--,-pop-,-pop-and-pop

The applause never meant to stop, Yan Hong couldn't help frowning, his eyes glanced down, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and a flying knife had already jumped on his finger.

Seeing that the dance was interrupted, everyone in the audience couldn't help but start complaining, and the scene was extremely noisy for a while.

"Who is so presumptuous!"

"I'm here to stir things up!"

It can't be the same as the one who came here today, Fei Xue Pavilion has been pre-selling tonight's seats since a month ago, and only the top fifty bidders can be qualified to sit here, so tonight's people here are either aristocratic royal families, or pro-noble doctors, everyone is Yan Guo has real power, and has a head and face, the more this kind of people, the more they can't tolerate others to find sex and make trouble!

"Hmph--" A drunken man stood up suddenly, slammed his big fist on the table, and roared loudly, "What bastard disturbs General Ben's Yaxing!" Get out of here! ”

When the people around looked around, it turned out to be Yan Yi, the general of Yan Kingdom, who wanted to take a look at the excitement together, but when he turned his head to look, he was suddenly as quiet as a cicada, and at the same time, he looked at Yan Yi with a bit of schadenfreude!

"Humph! , this is really a big forest, there are all kinds of birds, where did such trash fish come from? Gently sipping the wine, Yan Hong is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai at the moment, he really seems to see if this lifeless fool can pick up a rotten life from Yan Chunjun's feet.

-- Click, buzz --

From the gate of the Feixue Pavilion, there were bursts of neat footsteps, as well as the sound of armor rubbing, and the originally slightly crowded crowd instantly gave way to a wide road, and a dense crowd of people knelt down like ants all around, these were the house slaves and servants of these kings and grandsons.

Among them, there was an old man with gray hair, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and whispered to a young man in Tsing Yi beside him.

"Oops, the adults have drunk too much."

"Huh? How could it be? "It's the little guy in Tsing Yi who doesn't know, so" Seeing that there were many royal guards on the street just now, I knew that there was a big man from the royal family who was coming, and I didn't expect it to be this one! ”

Eight large sedan chairs are brilliant, hung with red silk satin, a whole piece of soft curtain gently fluttering, slowly there is a trace of gaps, there are four small and delicate lanterns hanging on both sides, bright candles flickering in it, and six pure gold made of letting the bell hang on both sides, swaying between the crisp and pleasant sound, in the reflection of the surrounding candles, a little golden light flashes, it is extremely eye-catching.

In the shadows behind the sedan chair, eight guards followed closely, and from a distance, the temples were bulging high, the thick palms and knuckles were beating, the fingers were on the hilt of the sword, and there was a trace of deterrence in their eyes, faintly forming a formation to protect the people in the sedan chair.

The Snow Girl turned around, her hands folded on her waist, and her delicate face was presented in front of everyone, but the original soft gaze was gone, replaced by a vigilant look, looking at a gorgeous sedan chair in front of her, the Snow Girl's heart couldn't help but be a little nervous.

The sedan chair was carefully dropped, and the eight people carrying the sedan chair silently bent down and retreated.

"Who the hell is this lord?" The little guy in Tsing Yi asked, his tone was extremely light, obviously afraid that he would be heard and bring disaster to himself.

"He is the most powerful person in our Yan Kingdom! The king's own uncle! The life and death of everyone in Yan Kingdom are in his hands! ”

――Stinging――

At this moment, Zuo Wei's long sword had been slightly unsheathed, and a little cold light flowed out from the visible gap, exuding a terrifying smell of blood, and his cold gaze swept over the entire Feixue Pavilion, making everyone feel cold, like a thorn in the back, unconsciously, his hands were subconsciously tightened by the collar.

"Who was scolding just now!" With a loud shout, the anger has already been revealed, no one in Yan Kingdom dares to offend Yan Chunjun, because the people who have done this are already dead!

"Ahh Yan Yi's legs were weak, the anger just now was gone, and he instantly became a four-legged toad, prostrate on the ground, and said tremblingly, "The last general Yan Yi didn't know that Yan Chunjun had arrived, how disrespectful, and I hope that the adults will not care about the villain's faults, and atone for their sins!" ”

"Oh? It was General Yan......" Sitting in the sedan chair finally spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, a little playful, a little banter.

"The last general ...... Please forgive me! "This poor general, at this moment, his intestines are all repentant, and he only knows how to kowtow blindly, hoping to escape a small life.

"What sin do you want me to forgive you?" Still so hoarse, still so playful, like a cat playing tricks on a mouse, watching the mouse struggle little by little, and he is looking for a pleasure in it.

"Ah...... Ah......" The poor general was almost crying at this moment, and his speech was almost stammering, without a complete word.

"Zuo Wei, sue General Sù Yan, what crime has he committed."

Respectfully saluted Yan Chunjun slightly, turned his head, but Zuo Wei shouted, "As a soldier, insulting the royal family is a capital crime!" "Every word is already a terrible voice, and the killing machine is no longer hidden!

"Your Excellency...... I beg your forgiveness......" Finally, the hapless general, under the threat of death, uttered a complete sentence!

――Qiang――

Before the words fell, Zuo Wei was already flying up, and the three-foot Qingfeng was pressed against Yan Yi's throat, believing that as long as Yan Chunjun gave an order, the general would be in a different place.

"Ahh

"It's over, it's over...... This sucks. The old man sighed, not knowing whether to sigh for the life of his master's family or for his own job.

Zuo Wei looked at the trembling general who was crawling at his feet, and smiled contemptuously, General-?

It's just an ant!

Looking at the bewitching figure on the dance floor, Yan Chunjun's eyes flashed with an irrepressible **, but when he spoke, there were wisps of praise.

"Zhao Guo's music and dance are unparalleled in the world, and the young Handan of Yan is a toddler, but he has become a joke of the Seven Kingdoms; And Zhao Wu, the Snow Girl, is proud of the world, and the world is fortunate to see it, and she has no regrets in this life. ”

"General Yan's rude behavior is indeed ruining the Yaxing of the Concubine Snow Pavilion tonight, although he committed a capital crime, but tonight, the owner of the Concubine Snow Pavilion is the Snow Maiden, and his life and death are still decided by the Xue Maiden!"

As soon as the conversation changed, today's Yan Chunjun didn't seem to be really angry, and actually handed over the conversation to the snow girl on the dance floor, but his eyes never left for a moment.

"Yan Chun's monarchy is all over the world, in front of the adults, the snow girl is just a dancing girl, where is the qualification to be the master; What's more, Fei Xue Pavilion is just a place for recreation and enjoyment, regardless of the government, only talk about elegance, this is not an adult's palace and official office, let alone a killing ground. ”

"Bold—"

The right guard scolded sharply, but Yan Chunjun didn't care, waved his hand casually, smiled, and stopped his subordinates from talking.

Immediately, the originally closed curtain was unfolded little by little.

Suddenly, the flying knife was swirled by Yan Hong in his hand, and the killing intent in his eyes was already like a substance!