"Thank you!"

Yun Weiyang turned around and strode back to the center of the square, raised his hand, pulled out his sword twice, and threw the scabbard aside.

Everyone was shocked, and those who reacted quickly began to shout: "Protect the emperor!"

However, when he heard Yun Weiyang's voice crisply rushing to the wind, Qianxi smiled and said, "I wonder what His Royal Highness King Xiang thinks of the sword dance with your "Sky High and Cloud Light"?"

Feng Qianxi was slightly stunned, nodded, and replied a little ambiguously: "Maybe!"

"Hehe, then, His Royal Highness King Xiang, please ......!"

"Please!"

There have already been palace people who brought the soft cushions for soothing the piano, Feng Qianxi's sleeve robe was lightly lifted, and he sat down elegantly cross-legged, and his slender and smooth fingers were as delicate as 'jade', shining with dazzling brilliance under the illumination of the lights and moonlight.

The sound of the piano rises like smoke, brushes through the tender willows, glides through the halo, passes through the air, and slowly floats towards the brilliant and vast sky like a winding.

Yun Weiyang listened intently for a moment, only to feel that his mind was being pulled by an invisible hand.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, her eyes were clear and charming, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in a halo of 'misty'.

Her arms spread out like the wings of a white crane, she began to dance with a sword in her hand, her white 'colored' dress fluttering in the night breeze, her hair like a waterfall and her hair like seaweed, and her body was so light that it seemed that she was about to ride the wind in the next moment.

It is obviously a sword dance, but she dances very gently and elegantly, and in the soft and graceful dance, she does not lose the heroic spirit that a swordsman should have.

Everyone opened their mouths wide, and in a trance they seemed to see the vast blue sky and white clouds, and a snow-white crane was flying and dancing, with white wings and brilliance.

The sound of the piano is sometimes tactful, sometimes low, sometimes like the clear sound of the blue 'wave', sometimes like the murmur of a lover, when the dawn of the sky, people have the feeling of walking in the clouds, and hate to return immediately by the wind, and only be a free immortal from then on.

Spinner, jump, reflex, sword, Yun Weiyang suddenly felt that he couldn't stop, he just wanted to follow the sound of the piano forever spinning, spinning again, and the white 'colored' crane seemed to have already become his own incarnation, and the cold eyes gradually appeared with a 'fascinated' drunken look.

"Click-" was the sound of the wine glass dropping, but no one would pay attention to it, because everyone's eyes were deeply attracted by the two white 'colored' figures in the center of the square.

Don't extricate yourself!

There was a sudden crisp cry in the sky, and the wind gradually rose, instantly blowing out all the lights in the square, but before everyone had time to come back to their senses, the next moment something even more surprising and incredible happened to them.

A golden-colored but invisible-like phoenix flew into the sky, emitting thousands of golden rays of light in the night.

It hovered over the square, dancing with Yun Weiyang, the sound of the piano was entwined, dancing lightly, and the whole world seemed to be left with only a pair of blue people under the golden light of the phoenix.

The 'female' is alluring, and the male is alluring!

There is no one in this world who can compare with it, not even the immortals and gods.

Gradually, the sound of the piano began to slow down, and it was to the end, but Feng Qianxi suddenly felt that he didn't want to stop, so he kept caressing it, sleeping in that intoxicating dream forever and ever.

But dreams, after all, will wake up.

The piano sounded, the dance stopped, and the phoenix circled away, leaving only a lingering sound.