The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. The officials who are usually high-ranking have already taken off their hypocritical cloak and drank and laughed to their heart's content, as if they had long forgotten the episode just now.

Dongfang Yuanxing has been pulling Zhan Wushuang, not whispering, and he doesn't know what he is saying, he can only see Zhan Wushuang's face change countless times, as if he is making some difficult decisions.

The banquet is in full swing and is getting better.

In the whole room, the guests toasted each other, laughed and sang, but Tang An's seat was deserted, which seemed a little different. These official positions here are higher than him, and no one will lose face and come to toast in person, besides, he has a special status now, and the camp is ambiguous, and no one wants to take the lead and be bored. However, Tang An was also happy to be idle, drinking and chatting with his girlfriend, and sneaking around his white and delicate little hands under the table, but he didn't feel dull at all.

Suddenly, the candles in the hall dimmed, and a crisp and pleasant sound of the piano sounded, soothing the noise of the hall.

Eight dancing girls dressed in emerald costumes streamed out from behind the screen, galloping to the center of the hall like a gust of wind, standing in two teams on the left and right, waving their long sleeves and dancing to the music.

Everyone was at a loss and forgot their words for the time being. After seeing that the eight dancing girls were all young and beautiful, they suddenly sat upright happily, knowing that this was a song and dance performance arranged by Dongfang Yuanxing.

Only Liu Tingge's face was solemn, and he couldn't help but hold Tang An's hand. The soft palms are covered with sweat stains, and I look nervous.

Tang An knew that the woman she cared about the most had finally appeared. Holding Liu Qingge's hand with his backhand, he smiled slightly: "Girlfriend, don't worry, I'm here." “

Ever since he was accepted by Feng Zhilan as a closed disciple, Liu Tingge knew how brilliant his master had been - he was the leader of the world's dance forest, and he almost became the number one master in the world. But the word "almost" has become the pain of Feng Zhilan's life.

As time passed, Liu Tingge's dance slowly matured, and he also touched more of Feng Zhilan's dusty memories.

Fengmen, also known as Phoenix Terrace, is a holy place for people who learn to dance all day long. Those who can enter Fengmen to practice are all amazing and brilliant characters, and Feng Zhiyao is the most outstanding person among them, and he is also the Feng Kui of the year.

It is not easy to gain a firm foothold in a place like Fengmen, let alone be among them, so Liu Tingge understands the bitterness behind this. But in Feng Zhilan's opinion back then, her position was not stable, and she needed to continue to improve, because one person made her feel threatened.

As it turned out later, she was right in her fears.

No matter how hard Feng Zhilan tried, how could the bottleneck be so easy to break through? How difficult it is to go one step further in dancing can only be appreciated by those who practice dance. And just when Feng Zhilan was about to climb to the peak, she found that the top of the mountain that made people look up had been occupied by another person.

That person's name is Feng Zhiyao.

This even more genius woman seemed to have taken away all the light of Feng Zhilan. Although she is young, her talent in dancing is unmatched by anyone in the world. In the final battle, she won the throne of Fengkui with the extremely difficult "Phoenix Dance Nine Days".

The duel between masters, the process is certainly wonderful, but the ending is cold and cruel.

It was once difficult to turn the sea into water. As the former number one in the world, Feng Zhilan couldn't bear the pain of being pressed on top of her head forever. Seeing that her most precious thing was taken away, she couldn't stay there any longer, and watched all the praises that belonged to her be sent to another woman.

For the sake of her only remaining self-esteem, she resolutely chose to go away and came to Datang to open the "Feixue Yue Lan Pavilion". Shuttling between dignitaries and nobles all day long, she always has a calm smile, but Liu Tingge, who is very familiar with her, knows that she has never really smiled.

As Feng Zhilan's personal disciple and half a daughter, Liu Tingge is very heartbroken. Therefore, defeating Feng Zhiyao and taking back the first place in the world that once belonged to Feng Zhilan has become Liu Qingge's biggest dream. It is precisely because of this belief that she was able to fall down again and again when practicing difficult dance moves, and get up again and again, until today, the reputation of "singing and dancing" is the best in Beijing.

But she knew it wasn't enough!

If you understand Feng Zhilan's strength, you will understand how terrifying Feng Zhiyao is. Although the current Liu Tingge has enough self-confidence, this self-confidence is not enough to support her to dare to look forward to defeating Feng Zhiyao, who has the halo of "No. 1 in the world".

She was nervous, afraid that Feng Zhiyao would be far beyond her imagination, afraid that her dreams would be shattered, and afraid that Feng Zhilan would be depressed forever.

Fortunately, she has Tang An.

Seeing Tang An's confident face, Liu Qinge smiled and nodded vigorously. As if as long as he is by his side, there will be endless power.

The dancer is lonely, but she is not lonely. She has confidants, and there are people she can be with for the rest of her life.

While the two of them were gazing affectionately, a purple figure flashed in from outside the door like a whirlwind with bursts of intoxicating aromas. The whole body of the person who came couldn't help spinning, and the gauze curtain under the long sleeves couldn't help flying, setting off a halo of posture, which only made people dizzy to see.

In the light and shadow, a slender figure flashed, and the brute waist that was not in a grip always bent backwards, and it took sixteen turns in a row to come to the center of the stage. When the figure stood still, everyone could see her true face of Lushan clearly.

The woman in the purple gauze never looked more than thirty years old, but her skin was as delicate as a girl, her pointed melon seed face was like a fox, her forehead was lightly wiped with cinnabar, and the red mark was imprinted on her forehead, like a demonic flame, adding a delicate charm to her. A pair of smart eyes are delicate, and under the delicate nose, the slightly upturned cherry lips make her a little more playful in her maturity.

The woman's posture is upright, and the proud twin peaks are about to come out, holding out a full arc between the beautiful Ni clothes, and when it comes to the waist, it is miraculously slimmed. That graceful and moving posture made these powerful people who were used to seeing beautiful women can't help but swallow their saliva, and secretly said that if they can have an overnight relationship with this woman, it will be worth dying immediately.

The most memorable thing is her eyes.

Focused, agile and energetic. Every time the eye drifted, there was a sound of heavy breathing. Tang An asked himself that he had seen many people, but he had never seen such a pair of eyes that blended all kinds of emotions.

As soon as the woman stood still, she attracted the attention of the audience like a proud phoenix. The eight women around her rushed towards her in unison, offering a wreath with their immature bodies, and she was the most delicate stamen, so beautiful that people did not dare to look at her.

Eight women formed a circle, and the emerald green flowers kept spinning, and suddenly scattered in all directions, leaving the purple-clothed woman in the middle to dance solo. She opened her arms, her whole body was wrapped, her eyes were moving, her eyebrows were full of emotion, as if every expression and every movement was integrated into this dance.

Suddenly, the music changed dramatically.

The purple-clothed woman stepped on the ground with her little feet, and the whole person rose into the air, like a dandelion fluttering in the wind, slowly floating in the sky, and the long sleeves dragged into two purple Luo Xuan jade belts, looking like a celestial.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway. This incomparably gorgeous action fell in Liu Tingge's eyes, but it made the latter frown.

To complete such a difficult movement alone, without a solid foundation of dance, light posture and light skills, it is impossible to do it in any way, let alone integrate it into the whole dance. With Liu Tingge's current level, even if he can complete it, it will definitely not be so easy.

"Feng Zhiyao... What a phoenix Yao. Even if you don't have to go out of the 'Phoenix Dance Nine Days', you can still do it so perfectly. Liu Qingge muttered.

Tang An was still very familiar with this name, but being able to see it with his own eyes made him know why Feng Zhilan lost back then and lost his qualification to win Feng Kui.

However, Tang An has no spare energy to answer Liu Tingge's question at this time, this kind of stunner that turns all beings upside down, it is rare to have a chance to see it, how can it be worth the ticket price if you don't look twice?

This chest, this leg... Tsk, there's nothing to say.

The eight young women have been completely reduced to foils by now, and the stunts of the purple-shirted women have already amazed everyone, and the guests applauded in fascination, as if they were dying. Not to mention that this woman's appearance and figure are very good, just this amazing dance kung fu is not under the double dance of singing and dancing and the enchanting queen. Everyone admired and couldn't help but secretly guess: Which kiln chick is this, why hasn't she been called before?

The dance of the woman in the purple shirt is wonderful. All of you here are high-rollers who are used to seeing dance performances, but after seeing this dance, I realized that those I have seen before are like children playing at home, and they are not dances at all.

This dance should only be in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world.

When the music had already stopped, the woman in the purple shirt bowed to the east, and everyone came to their senses. Some people who ask themselves about their status and status are active: such a stunning stunner that is difficult to find in the world, if it is warm and lingering in the house, it will not be in vain to walk in the world as a man.

However, when they heard the woman's first words, everyone completely eliminated Fang Cai's elimination method.

"Qi Guofengmen Fengzhiyao, see Xiangguo! I heard that the Xiangguo Lord Gu Xi Da Shou, the slave family came to dance for a while, wishing the Xiangguo Lord happiness like the long flowing water of the East China Sea, and the longevity is better than the immortal of Nanshan! ”

The yellow warbler's valley-like voice makes people unable to arouse any lust, only deep shock.

The person in front of him is actually the number one dancing girl in the world, known as Feng Zhiyao, the master of the Fengmen Gate who has reached the realm of dance that no one can match? It turned out that I only heard that she danced well, but I didn't expect that she was so beautiful.

The crowd was in awe. Anything to the extreme will produce qualitative changes, although the dancing girl is a lowly profession of dogs and horses, but if you can jump like an immortal, not everyone can do it. It is said that in the country of Qi, the emperor will be courteous when he sees Feng Zhiyao, and she can personally come to congratulate Dongfang on her birthday, which is simply a big face.