After a dance, Xiang Ling was already a little sweaty.

She gasped and stood still, watching the reaction of the people in the audience.

Their expressions were all very good, as Xiang Ling expected, and they were all dumbfounded.

"What's the matter, Young Pavilion Master, can I take Du Kang back?" Xiang Ling saw that the man in the middle had not closed his mouth so far, and he felt full of confidence at the moment.

The young pavilion master saw Xiang Ling's smug face, and suddenly realized his gaffe. He smiled awkwardly, and regained his unfazed look.

Only this time, there was an extra layer of disdain on his frosty face.

"The girl's dancing skills are really amazing, and the master of this pavilion has never seen it, but it's a pity."

Hearing the man say that his dancing skills were amazing, Xiang Ling immediately became overjoyed.

To be honest, I still had some concerns before dancing this dance, because I didn't study this jazz dance for a long time, and I learned it with Liu Jing and Yang Mo for fitness, but after all, the company was busy, and the learning course was still three days of fishing and two days of drying nets.

Now, in order to save Du Kang, Xiang Ling didn't know why she suddenly thought of using a dance, jazz dance is about rhythm, and naturally there will be no sound configuration here, so she can only sing and dance by herself, and the effect will of course be greatly reduced.

Now hearing the young pavilion master praise his dancing skills, Xiang Ling's heart is very useful, but I don't know why, although the young pavilion master is praising his mouth, but the meaning of the words is not so kind.

Especially, those two words, alas?

What a pity?

Xiang Ling was puzzled.

There were doubts in his heart, Xiang Ling didn't hide it, and ran down barefoot from the high platform and said, "What a pity! ”

The young pavilion master watched Xiang Ling stand still in front of him, but suddenly found that the position of the two of them at this time seemed to be a little awkward.

He was sitting, and Xiang Ling was standing, so his gaze was almost in the raised position of Xiang Ling's ----- at the moment.

Moreover, Xiang Ling had just finished a dance and hurriedly ran down, his breath had not completely eased up, he was panting rhythmically at the moment, and some positions were also rising and falling together.

Also, the hot breath of the whole body after the exercise is rushing towards him one after another.

Of course, Xiang Ling himself didn't feel it, but the heart of the young pavilion master suddenly beat violently uncontrollably.

He subconsciously turned his head, and between his cheeks, a trace of blush slowly crept up. "I, I thought that the girl ----- be able to --- cough cough in order to ---- a friend, and not hesitate to offend our Dihuang Pavilion, so, it should be a, cough cough, the heroine of the female middle school---- such a person, the master of this pavilion is fortunate to know, but it's a pity that ----"

"What a pity!" Xiang Ling heard the man's praise for himself, his heart was refreshed, his body stood up slightly straight, and the person subconsciously relaxed a little, and his posture changed from the original forced question to ask.

The man looked at Xiang Ling's body and retreated slightly, he saw that the embarrassing situation had been broken, so he turned his head sideways again, and said, "I thought that the girl was different from those who did not hesitate to sell their hue in order to tie up with our Dihuang Pavilion, but now from the girl's gaudy dance, the girl is also a vulgar fan who does not hesitate to do things in order to achieve her own goals!" ”

When the man said this, his tone was unusually serious.

Although Xiang Ling's dance is still a little different from the previous girls' head-scratching postures, the basic movements of jazz dancing with chest and hip twisting still make men a little unacceptable.

Israel?

Hearing that the young pavilion master actually used these four words to describe himself, the fire in Xiang Ling's heart jumped up as soon as he jumped to the ground.

She went from the countryside to the big city to work hard, because she didn't want to do things to others, and she relied on her true ability in everything, so she would be more difficult than others, and only she knew how much hardship she had paid.

Now, the man in front of him, who doesn't know himself at all, actually says that he is a person of Israel?

And, dancing a jazz dance on your own?

This group of pedantic antiques who can be fossils, don't understand the appreciation, and even say that they are sexuals just because they dance?

When others say that she is good at everything, Xiang Ling can laugh at it, but she is most disgusted with men attacking herself as a woman.

This made her intolerable.

The anger in his heart began to burn, and between Xiang Ling's eyes, a thick hatred suddenly crept up.

Her fists clenched slightly, and the two swords stared at the man opposite.

Xiang Ling was racing in his brain about how to teach this man who didn't know how to teach him a lesson, but he didn't notice it, and the faces of the people around him began to become frightened.

Especially the Chief Lai beside the Young Pavilion Master, his body was moving slightly sideways at the moment, as if he was deliberately blocking the Young Pavilion Master.

Xiang Ling saw that Manager Lai was actually standing between her and the young pavilion master, and her heart was on fire for a while, and she subconsciously stretched out her hands to pull Manager Lai away.

It's just that her hand hasn't touched the body of the Chief Lai yet, and the young pavilion master behind him stood up and pulled the Lai Administrator in front of him away.

Without the cover of Chief Manager Lai, the eyes of the young pavilion master at this moment directly met Xiang Ling.

One angry, one quiet.

"Something is coming at me! Don't hurt the innocent! The Young Pavilion Master looked at Xiang Ling coldly, and his tone was cold.

Of course I will come at you, and no one else will say that I am a servant. Xiang Ling muttered in his heart.

However, soon, she discovered that there was something in the words of the young pavilion master.

No, I just wanted to teach you a lesson, but I haven't acted yet, how can I say that I don't want to hurt the innocent?

Besides, these are all the people of your Dihuang Pavilion, how can I have the ability to harm the innocent.

Therefore, there is a problem with the words of the young pavilion master!

After Xiang Ling made a decision in his heart, his eyes subconsciously glanced at Mother Wang beside him.

Mother Wang's eyes at this moment were frightened, she looked at Xiang Ling and looked at herself with an incredible look.

Think about it again, the chief Lai just now blocked in front of the young pavilion master, as if he was going to beat him.

Xiang Ling always felt that something seemed to be wrong.

So, she calmed down her mood, and her eyes secretly swept around.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Xiang Ling's heart was suddenly frightened when he saw it, and it was in his throat for a moment.

Some of the utensils on the round table in the lobby are floating in the air at the moment, chopsticks, plates, wine jugs, cups, all things are trembling and showing off their wealth on the round table.

And the sharp ends of these vessels are all directed in the direction of a person.

The one in front of him, the young pavilion master.

This astonishing scene made Xiang Ling instantly blinded.

It can be seen from the eyes of everyone that this scene should have been caused by himself, but when did he have this ability?

From Du Kang's mouth before, I have heard some of them, saying that they can control some small metal objects after learning mind control, but those are only done by Du Kang and Master Zhou.

Although Du Kang said that he had a problem with his brain, as long as he concentrated on learning, his ability would definitely be above them, but after all, he had not learned those abilities, and he didn't know how to control his brain waves.

But why is this happening this time?

Xiang Ling, who was hesitant, suddenly remembered the scene when he came to Yunyu Pavilion just now.

The flowing river can fall down to save itself when it falls, and it can take the initiative to send itself up when it wants to come to Yunyu Pavilion?

Could it be that none of them just now was an illusion, it was true, that I really had the ability to control the river and these pots and pans?

The huge discovery made Xiang Ling not only not have any joy, but was full of fear.

Because in order to prove whether she was really capable of controlling those things, she gathered her spirit, and kept silently reciting in her heart, so that all those utensils were returned to their original places.

However, she found that it was useless.

The vessels were still trembling and floating in the air, their sharp tips trembling slightly, and their direction still did not change at all.

Obviously, the present form of these instruments is very aggressive.

And the target of the attack was the young pavilion master who had spoken ill of himself just now.

Xiang Ling's heart was a little panicked, although the man was unreasonable to herself, but she didn't want to take someone else's life because of a word.

Therefore, in a hurry, she immediately dispelled her hostility towards the young pavilion master, and instead hurried to the nearest round table and spoke to a floating plate on it.

"Come down, come down, I command you to come down!"

Of course, the disc couldn't understand the words, and it still swayed its smooth and flat body and shook slightly in the air, with no intention of coming down.

Xiang Ling frowned slightly, and continued to give orders, "Come down, you all hurry down for me, otherwise, otherwise -----"

Xiang Ling's otherwise didn't end yet, when he heard a symphony of pots and pans in close contact with the ground.

Jingle bells, crackling, and crisp sounds, one after another rang in the lobby.

Xiang Ling subconsciously looked back and saw that the Young Pavilion Master Assassin was opening his palms and making a downward posture.

It seems that this symphony was made by the young pavilion master.

Although I feel sorry for the smashed pots and pans, it is better than letting them hurt people.

Xiang Ling was relieved, and then turned around and walked towards the young pavilion master.

"I'm sorry, I was just a little angry that you would talk about me like that, so I was excited, and I don't know why such things suddenly listened to my ----"

"Take her away!" Before Xiang Ling's words were finished, the young pavilion master waved his hand impatiently, and his expression seemed to be very dignified.

Soon two people wearing yellow cedars came up, one on the left and one on the right, and set up Xiang Ling.

"Take him with you!" The Young Pavilion Master glanced at Du Kang, who was still on the side of the high platform.

Before Mother Wang and the girls came to their senses, the lobby suddenly fell silent.