847 The General is a Broken Sleeve (xvi)
Su Kui lay on the railing and looked at the scene downstairs with a smile.
Her ultimate goal is to do the task, as for this kind of thing to show up, it is better to leave it to others to do.
Chu Ci's opening remarks did not last long, after he finished saying a few paragraphs arranged by Su Kui, he bowed slightly and saluted, and his humble and arrogant appearance won many favors, so that the men sitting at the bottom of the head involuntarily followed his figure one by one.
Su Kui knew that this first shot was a success.
Next, it's up to Ming Luan to leave Chu Yin and them!
"Tonight's Stunning Pavilion has a new look, I hope to bring you a different visual feast, then, gossip, a hundred fox charms, this begins-"
The corners of Chu Ci's pale lips were lightly hooked, and his hands were clapped twice, and as his movements fell, everyone felt that their eyes were dark.
Before he could be surprised, he saw three young men with hazy faces and beautiful temperaments slowly descending from the sky on the high platform. There is a circle of faint candles around the high platform, which is the only light in the entire lobby.
Everyone's breath couldn't help but hold their breath, and their eyes were firmly fixed on the three young men on the high platform.
The red gauze floated gently, and the skin of the people on the stage lined with a hazy halo of candlelight was like warm jade, and it was crossed with a layer of streamer.
The surroundings were quiet, and the three young men landed, without glancing at the stands, and their casual appearance was as high as the Qingqiu fox fairy coming to the world.
Suddenly, a smooth and gentle sound of the guzheng came out, the sound was low, like gurgling water, and the tune was special, different from all the tunes in the world.
It is especially suitable for the current environment where there is an ambiguous atmosphere all the time.
Chu Yin hugged the qin, sat on the high platform casually, lowered his eyes and stroked the qin quietly, and his black black hair hung down from the corners of his forehead, adding a touch of softness to him.
With the sound of music, Ming Luan, who was dressed in a wide-sleeved red robe, danced slowly, his waist was soft, and he saw him either raise his wrists, or turn around, or casually look back at his toes, and his enchanting and charming appearance, I was afraid that even women would be amazed.
Everyone in the audience only felt that their eyes didn't seem to be enough, staring directly at the stage, reluctant to blink, for fear of missing an action and a note.
When the gurgling sound of the piano and the enchanting dance fused together, and the sound of the piano gradually got better, a magnetic and graceful voice gradually spoke: "Night out, green fox demon."
Wrapped in a plain waist, smiling charmingly
Looking forward to it, it is delicate
Walk calmly, look back and explore thousands of Yao
The moonflower is good, and the clouds are bamboo
The wind is ethereal, and the self-dancing is dexterous
Hibiscus is pretty, ice muscles
Enter the world, see all the red dust, who can get away with it. ”
Every sentence is full of endless charm, and the tail note is long, twisting and turning three times, like an invisible hook, pulling all people's hearts over.
After the twilight left the singing, he suddenly lowered his head, the sound of the piano continued, and the sound of the piano of Mingluan and Chu Yin was tirelessly whirling and dancing over and over again.
Around the lobby, I don't know when, suddenly like a chain, one after another candles were lit again, and a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes, with fox ears on his head, and his skin was snowy, walked out from behind the light veil with lanterns in his hand.
Patches of ethereal white mist rose from under the stage, and the teenagers seemed to be walking on the clouds.
"Step out of the bamboo forest bridge in the dark
The blue fox demon appeared in the vastness
Brocade satin wrapped around the waist
Half-hidden, half-open, delicate smile
The floating shadow shook the branches and looked forward to it
The hairpin flower bun calmly walks
One foot and three graces
Looking back and exploring the myriad of things"
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