There are a few women flying down from the roof of the drunken dream building like flying fairies out of the sky, landing on the water on the high platform and began to dance, there is a slightly lower platform next to the high platform, which is full of all kinds of beautiful women, holding the orchestra silk bamboo, playing melodious and beautiful music, a dance, the shore cheers thunderous.

A young woman stepped forward and saluted slightly, and everyone on the shore consciously stopped shouting, and for a time the lake was silent.

"Thank you for coming, thanks to your care in the past few years, it has developed so fast, and Miss Begonia will present a song for you later to thank you." The woman's voice came vividly into the ears of everyone on the shore, and it was definitely not something that ordinary people could do.

The stunning begonia, is in the silence of everyone, still holding the pipa half covering the face, but this exposed half of the face is absolutely moving, the hands are slender, the fingertips are lightly plucked, the sound of the pipa, clear as a mountain spring, urgent as a river, rushing into the sea, breathtaking.

Listening to this song, there is a lot of courage of "you don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning", how can the red lips open slightly, the song fights around, and the quiet swallowing makes people feel pity.

The pillow of dark clouds fell into the green warp, the afternoon dream was shocked, and the eyes were full of spring. Huan Huan wrapped around the waist of Chu Palace. That is more spring, and the jade is reduced and the fragrance is gone.

The small bridge next to the Zhumen under the willow, the red window several times, mistook the Mingbiao. Broken intestines and poor night. Endure and be embarrassed, two places boring.

This word and this song seem to be lamenting that the red face is easy to grow old, and the dreams of the rivers and lakes are broken. This is the charm of the stunning begonia, she can easily enter the hearts of the people in the rivers and lakes, and can also provoke their feelings.

After the song, there was a long sigh, Begonia withdrew the pipa, there seemed to be tears in her eyes, but she smiled charmingly: "Everyone, the little woman is ugly." ”

People just woke up from the silence, and a few prodigal sons of the rivers and lakes couldn't help it, flew up to the high platform, handed them tear-wiping hand towels, and expressed their affection.

On the top of a tree, there was a person standing indifferently, dressed in white clothes, floating out of the dust, looking at the scene on the high platform with cold eyes, the begonia glanced in this direction inadvertently, and hesitantly refused the handkerchiefs handed by several people.

"Thank you for your love, but Begonia can only accept one person, if anyone can pick a four-season oleander for me in Luoxia Slope, then I believe that this person's feelings for me are like this flower, will never change, he is my lover in this life." Begonia looked softly and lovingly at the phosphorescent Luoxia slope there, on which her expectations for a man's life were buried.

"As long as the begonia girl is willing, I am willing to pick even the moon in the sky, not to mention this peach blossom." After one person swore to finish speaking, the others were unwilling to hurriedly echo, and the people on the shore also heard the voice sent by Begonia with internal force, all of them were dazed, their eyes were confused, and they hated to go up the knife mountain and get off the oil pot for Begonia.

Mo Yue's eyes are clear, she is a woman, and she is naturally not affected by this begonia charm.

Begonia's unintentional eyes, Mo Yue had already seen it in her eyes, and when she looked up, it turned out to be him, "Jade-faced Fengjun", standing facing the moon, calm and quiet, the autumn breeze was bleak, and he was not shocked.

And this Jun Han also seemed to recognize Mo Yue in the crowd, and he actually met Mo Yue's gaze.

The people who practice martial arts are all amazing, their eyes are facing each other, the two just look at each other and smile indifferently, and then withdraw their gazes.