"Let's go! Let's get it! ”

Fuyang Road in front of Dongquetai has never been so lively. Even if you can't see the scenery on the stage at all, it seems that the people who have fallen into the demon barrier are still squeezing in desperately, just to witness the one-in-a-thousandth chance of a peerless duel.

The two big men with big shoulders and round waists struggled to move slowly through the crowd, and they were already hot and sweaty. The whining and rolling eyes of those who can be pushed have never stopped them from moving forward.

Behind the two of them, an emaciated figure clung to the back. Judging from her figure, it should be a woman, but her whole person is wrapped in a wide cloak, and she can't see the true face of Lushan clearly. And all the attention is on squeezing forward, and no one cares that there is suddenly a mysterious woman around.

If they knew that they had been so close to Feng Zhiyao, the "No. 1 Dancing Girl in the World", close to the end of the world, they were afraid that they would regret their intestines.

Every point you move forward requires a tremendous effort. But the two big men knew the great responsibility, and with their powerful arms and tower-like figures, they rampaged through the crowd. Most of the people who were forced to give way were angry, but after comparing each other's figures, they could only turn the dissatisfaction in their hearts into a white eye of incomparable resentment.

Feng Zhiyao finally came to Dongque Terrace.

Looking at the stage that witnessed her stepping on the first throne in the world, Feng Zhiyao's eyes shot a look of remembrance.

At that time, Feng Zhilan was in full swing, but he was unknown, like an inconspicuous weed next to a beautiful mandala flower.

At that time, Feng Zhilan seemed to be a caring sister. When she smiled and told herself: all this is her choice, don't worry about her. When she wanted to continue to walk bravely and let Fengmen stand proudly on the top of the world forever, her tearful appearance and guilty mood were as if it was just yesterday.

At that time, when she stepped on the white jade stage that only Feng Kui could set foot on, her nervousness, her guilt, her expectations for the future, and the complexity of all kinds of emotions entangled became clearer and clearer in her mind.

Just one glance, ten years apart.

Ten years of vicissitudes, Feng Zhilan is no longer the Feng Zhilan she once was, she has found solace, gained freedom, and is no longer a puppet at the mercy of others.

Ten years of wind and rain, when all the prosperity was shattered in a lie, the scarred heart also forced himself to make the bravest decision in his life. So she was no longer the beautiful caged bird, but pecked through the railing and flew out into the outside world.

Ten years of all kinds of flashes of light, one by one in front of the eyes. When those phantoms were like clouds of smoke, they could only be remembered, but they could no longer be touched, Feng Zhiyao felt mixed feelings and sighed softly.

A sigh, but full of thousands of words.

"Who? The Feng family and the Liu family are about to dance, and the idle people are not allowed to enter! ”

A row of guard halberds intersected and shouted sharply. This roar suddenly made her the focus of attention of the audience.

Although the people want to see the excitement, they also understand their identity. In the face of the menacing Great Qi soldiers, Rao is back was squeezed into a pimple, but he was also struggling to endure it, not daring to cross the thunder pool by half a step. And this cloak woman, under the escort of two big men, seemed to have never heard of the angry roar of the guards, and still moved forward unhurriedly.

What does she want to do? Don't you want to break through?

The people were curious, not knowing whether this girl was a daring artist or a madman.

Feng Zhiyao didn't care about the eyes of the people, but slowly took off her hat under the fierce gaze of the wolf-like guards.

She shook her cloud-like hair slightly, and under the imprint of the red plum blossoms on her forehead, the eyes that turned all beings upside down were like a calm lake. But as soon as these eyes watched, the first two guards secretly swallowed their saliva, and a turbulent wave surged in their hearts.

This mother-in-law is not a human being, and the nine-day fairy descends to the earth.

Her looks, her temperament, her calmness that does not change the color of Mount Tai collapsed in front of her, all redefined the hearts of those who saw her stunning face - she would never be an ordinary woman!

The corners of Feng Zhiyao's mouth hooked up a smile, and she said calmly: "I'm Feng Zhiyao, I'm here." ”

A sentence softer than the wind, but like a hurricane, it swept the entire arena. Although her voice was not loud, it drove the people around her who heard these eight words clearly into a frenzy.

"Everyone Feng is here!"

She ...... It's the phoenix of Yaofeng, everyone! ”

"Feng Zhiyao! Feng Zhiyao! Feng Zhiyao! Feng Zhiyao! ”

Just as the scene when Liu Qinge entered the room before, the people let out a hoarse roar again. And as more and more people learn the truth, the voices finally converge into a force that can destroy the world. It's as if an immortal in the sky city hit the bell of the mortal world, and as far as the sun can see, there is a neat aftersound.

"Feng Zhiyao!"

Every Qi person is proud of her, and every Qi person is crazy for her!

She is like a fire, turning the whole grassland into flames!

The guards like a wall are terrifying. They didn't doubt Feng Zhiyao's identity, because there was only one woman left in the world who could have such a bearing.

The two guards obediently moved out of the way, and straightened their backs with respectful faces. When passing by Feng Zhiyao, one of them trembled and whispered, "Feng everyone......"

Feng Zhiyao turned her head slightly.

The man swallowed, blushed and clenched his fists: "You will definitely win!" ”

Will it win? Maybe.

Feng Zhiyao returned with a smile and stepped into the center of the East Quetai. In the admiring and respectful eyes of the audience, she seemed to be the queen of the world.

On the west side of the stage, the banner of "Fengmen" was waving in the wind, and countless brightly dressed women were gathering there with different expressions, some envious and some jealous.

But Feng Zhiyao didn't even look at it, but walked straight towards the station of the "Tang Song and Dance Troupe" in the east.

Liu Qingge, who was dressed in a bright red dance robe, got up slightly. She didn't seem to hear the shouts of the mountain and the tsunami, but just stared at the oncoming woman, with a raging fire in her eyes.

The two were close at hand, and Liu Tingge bowed slightly: "I've seen my aunt." ”

"Dumping, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

Feng Zhiyao smiled, but there was a little more unnatural in her smile.

In terms of age, she is not a few years older than Liu Tingge, but in terms of seniority, she is a genuine aunt. As an elder, she has an unclear relationship with Liu Tingge's man.

Liu Tingge smiled: "Yes, time flies so fast." At that time, Qinge never thought that he would meet you again in such an capacity. ”

Feng Zhiyao escaped Liu Qingge's scorching gaze as if she was dodging, and for some reason, there was a trace of amazement in her heart, and secretly said If I don't be your aunt, will I be my sister?

Of course, such an idea can only be imagined. She took a light breath and asked, "Sister Lan, is she okay?" ”

Liu Qingge recalled Feng Zhilan's relieved expression, and said with a smile on her face: "It was not very good before. But now...... She's figured it out. She has always been a strong woman, so she is doing well now. ”

Hearing her say this, Feng Zhiyao was very relieved in her heart, but after thinking about it: Tang An, a damn bastard, didn't he say that Sister Lan was frustrated in love and looking for life and life? With his temperament, I should have gotten to the point where all this was a lie!

"That's good." He secretly hated Tang An in his heart, but Feng Zhiyao said calmly on the surface. "Dumping, I'm glad you're here. But for the sake of Qi and for the sake of Phoenix Terrace, I will still do my best to fight with you, are you ready? ”

"It's for the best." Liu Tingge's face was full of confidence, and his distinctive white hair fluttered gently with the breeze: "I have long heard that my aunt has excellent dancing skills, and 'Phoenix Dance Nine Days' is unique in the world, and today I will come to ask for advice." ”

"Your Majesty has arrived!"

A loud greeting interrupted the conversation between the two women.

"Woo-woo-"

Accompanied by the low sound of horns, 36 honor guards in bright red dresses on the north side of Dongque waved a large flag with the word "Qi" written on it, which was spectacular.

Li Yu, the emperor of Qi wearing a black and black crown robe, finally appeared on the high platform under the watchful eye, accompanied by a limited number of people such as Dingguo Gong and Liu Gong, and slowly came to the best seat in the center and sat down.

The dignitaries and dignitaries sitting on both sides of the white jade stage saw the main appearance and got up and bowed to the high platform: "Long live Your Majesty, long live!" ”

As if they had received a hint, the people reluctantly knelt down in the narrow space like wheat blown by the wind, shouting long live.

"Flat!"

Li Yu dragged the wide cuffs and swept it flat, everyone got up, and the minister sat down.

Feng Zhiyao looked at the stage, and when she found that Xie Yuan and Liu Gong were all in the ranks, a trace of coldness flashed on her face.

Xie Yuan also looked at Feng Zhiyao.

Even in the countless crowds, she is still so eye-catching, as if nothing can take away her brilliance. But since then, goodbye has been like a passerby.

A trace of gloom flashed in Xie Yuan's eyes, but it was also mixed with a hint of anger. The superior is always accustomed to manipulation, he can take and ask for anyone, but he does not allow the betrayal of others. This kind of unbalanced pathological values made him quickly turn more than ten years of love into hatred.

He didn't stop his gaze on a woman who was not worthy of nostalgia, but turned his head slightly, squinting his eyes at the first dancer of the Tang Dynasty who was dressed in a bright red costume beside Feng Zhiyao.

She still came, so what about him?

Xie Yuan's five fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest of the seat, and he just glanced at Liu Tingge's body, and then looked into the distance absentmindedly.

How he wished that he could see the shadow of the ghost thorn in the crowd, because that meant that Tang An was dead.

The good news is all waiting for it, and those who are too easy to solve are not worthy of being called opponents.

Xie Yuan comforted himself silently. He knew he needed a little more patience.

was silently thinking about his thoughts, when he suddenly heard Huang Weizhong, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites in the audience, raised his head and asked, "Your Majesty, can you start?" ”

Li Yu didn't respond, and was still waving to the people in the distance, as if he had found the feeling of a generation of saints.

Before that, he was actually very depressed for a while.

The Super Dancing Girl Ultimate Duel is a once-in-a-century prosperous era, and it involves the cultural confrontation between the two great powers, so Qi naturally has to pay enough attention to it. It was rare for him to open his mouth and invite Zhang Zhiqian, the first auxiliary minister, and other important ministers to enjoy the dance together, but who knew that those old men didn't know whether they were afraid of fame or afraid of making Wen Lianghou unhappy, so they all said that they were old and frail and difficult to withstand the cold, and they all called themselves sick and took leave.

If the humerus minister doesn't give face, how can he know that Xie Yuan is still uninvited-doesn't he know how much he hates him now?

For this guy who hurt his little lover, even if Li Yu was unhappy, he had to take into account the identity of his father-in-law. And without those old immortals, according to his status, Xie Yuan actually sat beside him, separated by a few idle princes who were not in good or bad feelings, and his poor little Gonggong was actually squeezed to the bottom.

Li Yu was originally depressed, but when he saw the crowd of people in the audience, he suddenly had a feeling that he would be at the top. This feeling reached its peak when thousands of people were prostrate at their feet.

He didn't know that God had placed him in such a position that he had to bend his knees. As for whether these rituals were imposed by others from the heart or by force, he didn't care, and of course he didn't think much about it.

He just stood on a high place, and he saw himself as the king of the world.

This wonderful taste made him forget all his troubles, and nodded to Huang Weiwen with a smile: "The dance begins!" ”