The temporary insertion of the performance ended quickly.

On both sides of the stage, there were two lanterns, and the others were removed, and the center of the stage, in the deliberately dim darkness, was hazy.

Outside the stage, everyone was waiting for the sword dance of the Liuxia Sword Pavilion, but the performance of Shicai Chun Jianli and Meiyutai was too amazing, surpassing any sword dance of the Liuxia Sword Pavilion in the past. Many people are already thinking that this time, Mei Yutai is probably going to surpass Liuxia Sword Pavilion in one fell swoop.

If it is on other occasions, even if it loses for a while, it may not have much impact, but at this moment, it is not the princes, nobles, and wives here, and the impact is naturally more far-reaching than on other occasions. If Duan Sanniang loses to Chun Jianli here, the name of "the No. 1 sword dancer in the capital" will naturally have to be given up.

On the other side, in the corner, Chun Jianli held her hands behind her back, and the corners of her beautiful mouth were mocking with a slight meanness.

In her opinion, tonight can be said to be a victory or defeat.

Duan Sanniang and Liuxia Sword Pavilion, who were caught off guard, had no possibility of turning the tables.

And it was at this time that the mysterious sound of the piano sounded softly and softly behind the screen temporarily placed on the right side of the stage.

Chun Jianli frowned slightly...... Liuxia Sword Pavilion didn't even arrange anything, just put a screen, and then started to act? Is this self-defeating?

The audience outside the stage also quieted down, looking forward to the performance of Liuxia Sword Pavilion. Although many people have begun to think that it is impossible for Liuxia Sword Pavilion to win against Meiyutai tonight, no matter what, this is also tonight's "finale".

With the sound of the piano in the sky, someone could hear that it was the "Bronze Immortal" that had risen a tune, and the person who played the piano was obviously hidden behind the screen. The melody rises from the subtle, ethereal, with an elusive dreaminess.

A young man's voice, in an unknowable place, with the slowly spreading piano music, Langlang sounded: "Scatter the love in the past, condense the thoughts in the grave." The beginning and the beginning are not distinguished. will turn a blind eye to it, and want to hear it without hearing it......"

The audience in the garden held their breath for this unusual opening. In today's world, the emphasis on literature and light on martial arts, can be here, all of them are proficient in the four books and five classics, poetry and songs, this with the sound of the piano and the three paragraphs and six sentences as soon as the sound of the piano comes out, everyone has heard extraordinary, or in other words, just this beginning, has made many people who are good at making endowments ashamed of themselves.

Chun Jianli was a little stunned, thinking that Liuxia Sword Pavilion knew that it was impossible to win in the sword dance, so she used Song Fu to deal with it? However, you are the "Sword Pavilion", not the "Poetry Pavilion"? And this voice...... The first genius in Tongzhou?

"It's a few outlines, and it's still a sloppy one. Light and clear for the sky and dense, heavy turbidity for the earth and coiled......"

With the sound of the young man's groan, a ray of light opened up on the dim and dark stage, like Pangu splitting the heavens and the earth from the universe called Chaos, the clear qi rose and the turbid qi fell. The sword light was between the separated heaven and the earth, and it pulled away horizontally, and a beautiful girl, wearing a white veil and a snow dress, appeared in the turbidity of the sword light.

She is not Duan Thirteen Niang! Although people are aware of this, the moving feeling, combined with the amazing verses, beautiful piano sounds, and the unexpected choreography that appears out of nowhere, still touches everyone's hearts in an instant. And the girl who seemed to be born in response to heaven and earth, slashed through the turbid girl with a sword, and danced the sword light with incredible movingness.

The shining sword light came and went like electricity, with a pleasant sword sound, the brilliance bloomed, and the sword flower bloomed. The sound of the piano became rapid, clear and clear, and the sound of gold and stone. The turbidity rising to the heights blooms suddenly, and the sky is full of rain and fluttering colors. The beautiful girl, wearing a veil of mystery, danced in the scene and music, floating and golden, with a sword and a thousand ......

"Er Qi moves, wind and rain are like obscurity, thunder and lightning work together!"

"Er Qijing also, the body is like a mirror, and the stars are open and falling!"

"Its color is clear, its shape is lonely, although it is far from Lou Ming's eyes, it has not been able to exhaust its shape!"

"Its body is vast, its momentum is insignificant, and it is impossible to praise his father day by day, and he can't be poor!"

The young man's chanting is full of a mysterious sense of rhythm, and every word is fine. The girl is like dancing with poetry, sometimes quiet like a virgin, sometimes moving like a rabbit. Thousands of flowers continued to rotate with her, and the girl's sword light spread out like a heavenly river, and these flowers were like stars floating on the Milky Way, flying in the air. The sound of the piano is intertwined with the sound of her sword, like a jewel falling on a plate, sonorous and sonorous.

The audience in the garden didn't even dare to breathe. The spring paper in the corner is beautiful, and she is dumbfounded. Among the princes and princes on the other side, a man named Song Junzhe recognized the girl dancing with a sword on the stage at a glance, but he didn't expect her to appear here, and his heart was pounding while he was dumbfounded.

Suddenly, the sword dance on the stage, like a burst of flames, became more magnificent. The sword qi is swayed, on the Chongdou Mansion, with the continuous spread of the dance beauty, with the tune of fairy music, the distant mountains, swallowing the Huang River, the mighty, the cliffless, the yin wind roars, the turbidity waves are emptied, the sky is up and down, and the air swallows thousands of miles......

"The floating sea is turbulent, and the green mountains are chaotic. For the head of all things, to be the spectacle of all materials. ”

"The most wonderful, the most mysterious. You can't measure the end, you can't determine the beginning. ”

In fact, with Xiaomeng's sword dance, although it is good, it can't cooperate with the waves of scenery and the music that is higher than the wave, and in front of so many people, performing on stage will inevitably be a little stage fright. However, now she only recognizes her brother's voice, whether it is scenery, music, people, or things, all of which have been forgotten by her.

It's like practicing sword dancing at home, while my brother recites poems and dances the sword by himself, which is natural and fun. As for everything else, she didn't care about it anymore.

Gan Yushu and the eldest princess, one is a second-class jinshi and the other is a lady of heaven, both of whom are outstanding in their respective fields. They didn't go to see the little dream girl's sword dance, they just followed the poems written by the young man, which were enough to be famous for the ages, set the scene, set the tune, swayed at will, and galloped vertically and horizontally. Scenery, music, dance...... In the recitation of the teenager like the conductor of a large-scale concert, it is perfectly coordinated, mysterious and mysterious, wonderful, all in one go, seamless.

"This can't be ......" Chun Jianli muttered to herself as she looked at the sword dance on the stage that was so amazing that even she was moved.

Behind her, the dancing girls on the Meiyu platform were also depressed and completely at a loss......

"Five stones are difficult to make up, Jiuye Huanshu. The stars shine beautifully, and the sun and the moon dwell on them. It is not what we look up to, but it is the dwelling of the immortals. Er is a legacy of the world, and it is a matter of absence. Raising empty dwelling is nothing, and punishing resuffocation. Ling Qing and self-reliant, Zhen Yu Yi to belong to the ......"

The endowment is endless, the dance is amazing, the strings are solemn, the scenery is spreading, the super Hongmeng, the mixed Xiyi, the ocean is sprinkled, and it is shocking......

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(Tang Dynasty Zhai Chuxian. "Biluo Fu")