The silver long sword turned into a finger twist in Xiahou Ying's hand, even if it was the sharpest peak, it no longer had the slightest lethality, but every "cold light" made people feel endless tenderness.

"Jumping like this? It's kind of interesting! Ning Caiyi nodded while watching the performance, with a little appreciation on her face.

"It seems that Ning Zhangshi has seen the doorway in this dance, so it's better to tell us rough people about it." Lu Xiyao said expectantly.

"Everyone has always thought that the sword dance should be both rigid and soft, with rigidity as the mainstay, even if it is a weak woman, dancing this sword dance, it should bring out a little heroic spirit is good." Ning Caiyi didn't push back, and spoke directly.

"But the girl on the stage did the opposite, and came to overcome the rigidity with softness, completely dissolving the anger on the sword."

"However, if you want to turn this murderous weapon into a finger twister, it is a hundred times more difficult than simply showing your heroic posture?" Ning Caiyi watched Xiahou Ying's dance for a moment, and the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter.

At this time, with the same light in his eyes, there was Nan Rongliang standing next to the stage and holding a jade flute.

Looking at the figure dancing on the high platform, Nan Rongliang only felt that this figure was so familiar...... Gradually, the figure in front of him overlapped with the figure in his memory, which made Nan Rongliang can't help but wet his eyes......

Yes, in the bottom of Nan Rongliang's heart, there has always been a person, the most beautiful person in the world......

It's just that Nan Rongliang knows that he is not worthy of that person, so he has always just looked at her silently from a distance, but as far as he is concerned, as long as she is well, he is already satisfied......

It was a secret in his heart that he had never told anyone. He had also fantasized that one day, when he would become a match for her, he would go to that person and tell him what he wanted...... But now, I'm afraid it's impossible......

Just as everyone was watching Xiahou Ying's dance intently, wisps of green smoke quietly surrounded the high platform where Xiahou Ying was.

Slowly, those green smoke gradually gathered in the sky above Xia Houying and gradually took shape......

"Look! It's a phoenix! A man shouted in amazement, pointing to the sky.

Everyone was surprised to find that a phoenix pattern composed of green smoke had formed in the sky above Xiahou Ying at some point.

At this moment, the sound of the Qing Yue's flute also stopped abruptly, and the disciples of the Zhishitang who were gathered under the high platform began to quickly circle around the high platform while knocking on the high platform.

While everyone was wondering, the disciples of the Zhishitang finally stopped tapping on the high platform and quickly retreated to both sides.

Is this the end of it? Just when everyone in the audience looked at each other and didn't know what to do, the white cloth that was originally around the high platform was suddenly pulled open from both ends and spread out in front of everyone.

Then the people found out that the white cloth was stained with many black marks, and it was very ugly.

Just when everyone was whispering about the white cloth, Xia Houying, who was still standing on the high platform, suddenly ran a few steps fast and jumped out of the high platform at once.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, but before everyone could come back to their senses, Xiahou Ying had already stopped steadily in mid-air.

At this time, everyone noticed that she still had a rope tied to her waist, and at this time, she also stepped on a rope under her feet.

Xia Houying shook her water sleeves on the dangling rope like this, and danced on the rope again.