Chapter 117: True Beauty

"Yun Zimu can play the piano? Is this true? ”

"I'm lonely, I once heard a song by Miss Yun at the birthday banquet of the fourth prince, which is called a heart-wrenching and fascinating entry!"

"Cut, brother, you're bragging, that ugly monster can have such good piano skills, I'm afraid it wasn't for Yun Zimu's invitation......"

Contempt, disdain, expectation, ridicule......

All kinds of voices sounded after Yun Zimu came to the stage.

Except for those who had heard the sound of Yun Zimu's qin at the banquet in Chi Zhangting, the rest of the people were not optimistic about Yun Zimu.

In the eyes of many people, Yun Zimu was forced to perform by the remarks, and she didn't think that her performance could be better than Lianyi, and even in the eyes of some people, Yun Zimu was not worthy of performing on stage, because she was ugly!

All kinds of teasing and mocking eyes fell on Yun Zimu, waiting for her to perform and speak, and then ridiculed.

At the pianist's place, Yun Zimu talked to him for more than ten seconds, and then returned to the stage.

This scene made all the people who thought she was going to perform playing the piano with a look of doubt!

Then, some self-righteous people already thought that Yun Zimu was afraid of being embarrassed, and wanted to give up halfway before the game started.

This kind of remark just sounded, and Yun Zimu, who was standing in the center of the stage, made them obediently close their mouths!

In the center of the stage, Yun Zimu stood quietly, her face covered with a silk veil.

Dressed in a simple white dress, the hair is tied up at will, and a hosta is decorated for the whole body.

Yun Zimu, who covered her face, changed her temperament dramatically at this moment!

Holy, elegant, simple, just quiet, not cannibalistic fireworks...... It seems that all the words of praise can describe Yun Zimu at this moment, she is like the most perfect and pure person in heaven and earth, which makes people unbearable to blaspheme and be amazed.

Yun Zimu, who was wearing a veil, made everyone unexpectedly stunned, including several people who were familiar with Yun Zimu, Chi Zhangting, Duanmu Huaye, and even Yun Mulin!

Yun Zimu, who didn't have that little freckled face, seemed to be a different person, and her whole temperament was wirelessly raised.

"Ding, Ding"

The crisp notes sounded in everyone's stunned minds.

The light and melodious notes sounded, and Yun Zimu in the center of the stage also began to move.

There was no lotus step lightly, graceful and tactful, she was slow, and she began to dance the sword with a regular, as if there was no trace.

Stabb, pick, split, slash or sweep!

Yun Zimu accompanied the slow rhythm of the music, meticulously dancing the sword in his hand, not like a performance, but a novice practicing the sword!

"Woo...... I thought there was some wonderful performance, but it turned out to be a sword trick, and it was still this kind of pediatric sword dance, which was boring. ”

"Sword dance? Look at her too highly, this is clearly what an eight-year-old child looks like when he first learns and practices swords! ”

"It seems that this Miss Yun really doesn't have anything to do, and it's too perfunctory to dance such a low-level sword move!"

Don't say that, she covered her freckled face. As long as you forget her original face, the sword that dances out of her perfect posture and temperament at this time is still very beautiful! ”

When the sword dance began, everyone watched it for a few seconds, and after finding that it was not an amazing performance, they also came back to their senses and continued to discuss.

Not enough, this noisy discussion did not last long, and then gradually disappeared.

Because, Yun Zimu's sword dance has changed again!

Just like a novice practicing a sword, from the beginning of the slow, meticulous, to the slow and proficient, gradually becoming faster, becoming more complicated, becoming sharp and mysterious.

The speed at which the notes came out was accelerating, and Yun Zimu's dancing sword was getting faster, from slow and boring at the beginning, to complex and myriad after tens of seconds, with many changes.

Her sword dance is from simple to complex, from slow to fast, and when the music is exciting, her sword is also as fast as lightning, dancing with dazzling and beautiful light and shadow.

On the top of the long sword, with the dancing of Yun Zimu, it brings a burst of haze, making people look as if the woman in the painting is dancing the sword, in the hazy dream, it seems to be true and false!

The sword dance is dreamy, the figure is hazy, like a fairy above the nine heavens practicing swords, dancing, with reality in the unreal, everyone watched Yun Zimu's performance, gradually entered, and fell into a daze.

The dance, the people present have seen a lot, although the sword dance has also been seen, but no one has ever performed the sword dance so intoxicating like Yun Zimu.

Messy but out of order, beautiful but sharp, real in the dream, under the shining light, although Yun Zimu really played a complete set of swordsmanship, but showed everyone an amazing feeling!

This set of swordsmanship was learned by her in her previous life.

For most of these cultivators in the world who pay attention to cultivation and spiritual skills, this kind of complicated swordsmanship is a kind of magic!

For those ordinary people, it was like the Nine Heavens Fairy fighting gracefully, so far shocked.

Twisting and falling, Yun Zimu's sword, slowly put away!

Looking at the stunned appearance of everyone in the audience, the corners of Yun Zimu's mouth under the veil curled slightly. She knows that her special performance is a success!

Stepping forward, Yun Zimu was just about to put away his sword and step down, when a sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded in his ears, followed by a crisis in his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yun Zimu tapped the stage on her toes and quickly stepped back.

In the next second, an ink-colored figure appeared in her eyes and fell from the sky, it was Fanmo!

Looking at Fanmo, who suddenly appeared and attacked her, Yun Zimu frowned slightly.

She didn't ask what Fanmo was going to do, because after Fanmo's raid failed, he came back to her.

Although he didn't understand what Fan Mo was going to do, Yun Zimu naturally wouldn't let him succeed.

She can't keep up with the speed of Fanmo, but she can predict it. The unsheathed sword danced again, this time with a little more fierce and murderous aura than the previous performance.

The wrist was reversed, and after dodging Fan Mo's close grab, Yun Zimu directly swung his sword backwards with his intuition.

"Boom!"

The psionic sword qi slashed down like a crescent moon and struck on the stage, causing the wide stage to immediately break through a neat opening and make a roaring sound.

The sudden appearance on the stage and the roaring sound of the fight brought the stunned crowd back to their senses.

An uproar followed in the crowd, and many people looked at the stage with blank expressions, not understanding what was happening.

On the high seat, when everyone came back to their senses, three figures rushed down and rushed towards the stage.

"Fanmo, stop!" Lotus Dance rushed towards the speed, and scolded anxiously in her mouth.

In just a few seconds, Duanmu Huaye, Lotus Dance, and Yun Mu Lin flew from their seats and appeared on the stage.

The psionic light roared by, and the three people who arrived at the stage did not stop for a moment, and went directly towards Fanmo.

Yun Zimu, who was entangled with Fanmo, felt the resources, and his body turned, wanting to meet the three of them.

Unexpectedly, Fan Mo guessed her thoughts, appeared at her side one step ahead, and reached out to grab her shoulder.

With a lightning-fast claw attack, Yun Zimu was already a little late when she reacted, and she could only lean back as hard as she could to avoid Fan Mo's unexpected grab.

However, she was still slow after all, and Fan Mo's hand reached her shoulder first.

At this moment, Yun Zimu was already thinking about how she would escape if she was caught by Fanmo, the long sword in her hand rotated, and she picked it up like a knife from bottom to top, hoping that the moment Fanmo grabbed her, she could force Fanmo to let go, so that she could escape.

Yun Zimu was ready to be caught, and made a counterattack in advance.

But he didn't want to, after Fanmo's hand reached her shoulder, he didn't grab him at all, but his palm was up, as if caressing, and his fingertips fell on her cheek.

"Whoosh !!"

Three sounds of breaking the sky sounded at this time, and the three of Duanmu Huaye finally arrived at Yun Zimu's side.

With the accumulated attack, Qi Qi aimed at Fanmo and struck out.

The next moment, Fan Mo retreated, Yun Zimu and Lotus Wu stood side by side, and Fan Mo who stopped looked at each other with cold eyes.

Fan Mo was holding a veil in his hand at the moment, staring at Yun Zimu with a cold face with a blank look, and fell into a daze.

"Fanmo, what do you mean?" Lotus Dance, who stopped his body, didn't care what Fan Mo looked like at the moment, and immediately scolded.

Her voice woke up the stunned Fanmo, and a fiery burning look gradually appeared in the stunned eyes.

"Hey! I really didn't expect that the eldest lady of the Yun family would be called an ugly girl by someone with such a stunning worldly appearance, which is really stupid and ridiculous! Hahaha"

Fan Mo had an inexplicable smile on his face, and Lang Lang's laughter resounded in the night sky!

Listening to his words, everyone subconsciously looked at Yun Zimu.

hiss

The next moment, above the banquet, everyone who could see Yun Zimu's face gasped and screamed!

Then he fell into a stunned state of obsession.

On the stage, Yun Zimu's simple white clothes have not changed, but the original ugly face full of freckles has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The exquisite face is framed, the skin is whiter and more tender than jade, the nose bridge is erect, the cherry mouth is red lips, and the eyes are cold, this is a flawless face, like a goddess who walked out of the fairy painting.

The beauty of the prosperous world, the country and the city, the stunning face or the glamorous and dazzling world, these descriptions can be placed on Yun Zimu's body at this moment, but they are not enough to express the amazement in everyone's hearts at this moment.

The mask and veil on Yun Zimu's face were torn off by Fanmo together, revealing her true beauty, making everyone present except for Fanmo, who had returned to his senses, fall into a daze and be amazed.

After a long time, everyone gradually came back to their senses.

"Saints, goddesses, fairies, fairies, ......"

Different salutations rang one after another in different mouths, in order to express their amazement at Yun Zimu's appearance at the moment.