Chapter Ninety-Six: Gongsun Yunshang
Yang Yu felt that he would never be mistaken. With such a strong aura, it can only be a ground-level martial artist.
The five futons in the front, sitting in the middle, feel terrifying when you think about it, two ground-level martial artists on one side, I don't know, I think it's his guard, but Yang Yu knows that he is suffering.
"Boom!"
A piano sound came, Yang Yu was stunned, and looked towards the pavilion, only to see that the bead curtain had begun to roll up slowly, and many people also looked up.
"Gongsun Yunshang is coming out, it is said that she is a big beauty." Someone was whispering on the side.
When the other person heard this, he nodded: "Gongsun Yunshang is indeed very beautiful, but when she dances the sword, her style is unrivaled, and many people can't help but immerse themselves in it." ”
"There is a god-level martial artist once said that Gongsun Sword Dance contains the mystery of the sword, the higher the cultivation of the sword dancer, the more this mystery is expressed, but it is a pity that Gongsun Yunshang only has the cultivation of a Xuan-level martial artist, if she has the cultivation of a heaven-level martial artist, the god-level martial artist will come to see her sword dance." A yellow-level martial artist whispered.
"It's incredible, if the rumors are true, after watching the Gongsun Sword Dance, my Wind Sword will definitely be successful, I'm really looking forward to it."
It was Huang Yunhui who said this, and I saw him sitting in a row in front of Zuihou, who was one of the more than twenty yellow-level martial artists.
"Hehe, Senior Brother Huang, your copper-colored invitation cost tens of millions, but if a swordsmanship can be successful, it will definitely make a lot of money." A lewd man on the side said.
"Tens of millions of dollars were only obtained through relationships." Huang Yunhui didn't hide it, "But if the rumors in the rivers and lakes are true, I don't care if I spend tens of millions more, compared to cultivation, these copper-smelling things are nothing." ”
When the lewd man heard Huang Yunhui say this, he also felt the same way: "Yes, what is money, as long as we martial artists want it, there is always a way to get it, but martial arts does not mean that you can comprehend it." ”
"Don't let me down this time." Huang Yunhui gritted his teeth, expecting and nervous.
"Senior Brother Huang, calm down, you can't comprehend it this time, and there will be a chance in the future." The lewd man saw it very openly, but then said: "If you can marry Gongsun Yunshang home in the future, and watch her dance the sword every day, any swordsmanship can be accomplished." ”
Hearing this, Huang Yunhui's eyes also showed a hint of hope, but he soon lost this idea. What kind of person is Gongsun Yunshang, not to mention the pride of the sky, it is almost the same, and she is also a Xuan-level martial artist, and what kind of goods is he himself, the two are not in the same shijie at all.
"Senior Brother Huang, what's wrong with you?" The lewd man pushed Huang Yunhui, "The sword dance is about to start, what are you thinking?" ”
Huang Yunhui was stunned, looked at the lewd man, smiled slightly, and then pointed to Yang Yu in front of him and said, "Who is that?" Why is he still standing now, and how can a yellow-level martial artist sit at the front, does it have anything to do with Gongsun Yunsheng? ”
"I don't know about this, but it doesn't look like an old Jianghu. Just now, Gongsun Yunsheng's sword maid checked his invitation, and he shouldn't be mistaken. The lewd man thought for a moment.
"Oh." Huang Yunhui nodded, then looked at the lewd man, and asked, "By the way, junior brother, I don't know what your name is?" ”
"Eh, senior brother!" The lewd man was stunned for a moment, and then said: "My name is Nie Xiaoli, two-eared Nie, and I covet Xiaoli for small profits." ”
……
"Boom!"
There was another piano sound, the bead curtain was pulled halfway, and a delicate phoenix tail appeared in everyone's sight.
Yang Yu was stunned, this piano is very similar to Tang Wei's, but the color is obviously darker, and it shouldn't be that piano.
"Yunshang girl, don't rub it off, if you rub it any longer, the sunset will set." A loud grinning voice came.
"Senior Fu, this is the third time to watch the sword, I didn't expect to be so anxious, wait a while, isn't there still a guest who hasn't sat down?"
The pleasant voice came, and everyone was slightly shocked, this voice was like a heavenly sound, but Yang Yu didn't have time to reminisce about this voice at this time, because the irascible senior was staring at him.
"Boy, it's already a great honor for you to sit at the front as a yellow-level martial artist, don't sit down quickly, don't delay the old man's time."
"This, junior Yang Yu, sit down." Yang Yu said hurriedly, and then immediately sat down on the futon.
"Yang Yu!" Huang Yunhui was suddenly startled, his eyes stared at Yang Yu's back like an arrow, "He said his name was Yang Yu, it turned out to be him!" ”
"Senior Brother Huang, what's wrong?" Nie Xiaoli said strangely.
"This person named Yang Yu should be damned!" Huang Yunhui smiled coldly, "I didn't expect to meet him here, and it is impossible for him to live again today." ”
"This, Senior Brother Huang, don't be impulsive, this Yang Yu can sit at the front, maybe it has something to do with it?" Nie Xiaoli whispered.
"Hmph, what's the relationship? It's just a dog from the Tang Gate. Huang Yunhui instantly analyzed where Yang Yu's invitation came from.
Nie Xiaoli was a little inexplicable.
……
The bead curtain continues to pull.
What Yang Yu saw, a beautiful woman, a classical beauty, seemed to come out of a painting, wearing an ancient long skirt, long hair coiled up, sleeves fluttering, between movement and stillness, it was already a hundred flowers.
Beautiful, so beautiful!
Not only Yang Yu, but even the group of warriors behind were also stunned. Although there is no shortage of beauties in the city, it is definitely the first time to see such a classical beauty, if it weren't for knowing that Nangong Yunshang is a modern person, Yang Yu would definitely think that she came from which dynasty.
This dress, this look, a living ancient beauty.
"Tang Weicheng doesn't deceive me." Yang Yu had to think like this, if such a woman is not a beauty, then there is really no beauty on Shijie.
in the pavilion.
Gongsun Yunshang slowly stood up, and the two waiters quickly put away the piano in the pavilion. The sun is setting in the distance, the sunset is molten gold, reflecting this peach blossom, this pavilion, the sword has not yet danced, and many people are already intoxicated.
"What a beautiful view." Yang Yu was unconsciously amazed, this scenery, he kind of understood what kind of scenery 'Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky'.
"Here comes the sword!" Gongsun Yunshang beckoned, and the sword maid walked over respectfully holding a cyan sword in both hands.
The sword dance is about to begin.
Gongsun Yunshang took the sword and flicked it lightly twice, the sword made a pleasant sound, it was a very pure sound, but hearing this sound, a smile appeared on the corner of Gongsun Yunsheng's mouth, a sword flicking action, she seemed to know the idea of the sword.
Many held their breath.
Gongsun Yunshang made a starting gesture, which is a very strange action, that is, the cyan sword is slowly pressed down, pointing at the ground at a forty-five degree angle, but this one action, it seems to be very complicated, if you carefully stare at the trajectory of the sword, you will find that the trajectory of the tip of the sword is not an arc, but a straight line.
Although I don't know if this is weishenme, a circle is not the same as a straight line, a straight line seems to be cut down, and a circle is like a cut down, and the two are not the same thing at all.
Yang Yu understood it this way, but he found that the four ground-level martial artists around him had already closed their eyes, and it wasn't until a few seconds later that he opened his eyes in surprise, as if he understood something mysterious.
"The wonder of a sword, indescribable, Yunshang girl, your sword dance is even more mysterious." A ground-level martial artist next to Yang Yu took a deep breath, "This is the ninth time I have watched Gongsun Sword Dance, and I hope that this time I can comprehend the Sunny Sky Haori Sword Technique to a complete extent." ”
Gongsun Yunshang didn't speak, and the sword in his hand had already moved.