"My sister wants to learn? ”

Aunt Feiquan's cheeks were crimson, her eyes were like silk, and she whispered in Zhang Mengmeng's ear with a slight smell of wine. The breath she exhaled was mixed with the fragrance of virginity, the nobility of the emperor and the mellow aroma left by the wine, which was really fragrant, which made Zhang Mengmeng feel refreshed, and her eyes became more confused.

"It's just that this "Neon Clothes and Feather Song", if you don't wear the special 'Thousand Bird Tail Weaving Clothes', you can't learn it well. Fortunately, my little sister still has a few sets of 'Thousand Bird Tail Woven Clothes' here, so I might as well give my sister a set, and pass it on to my sister this "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes", isn't it a beautiful thing?" Aunt Feiquan said, boldly stretched out her ********, and gently licked Zhang Mengmeng's earlobe.

Zhang Mengmeng's body trembled slightly, and then relaxed again. If it is a big man, even if it is Liang Yunguang, who was once the best, Wei Zhongxian treats her like this, her skin will be tight, her heart will beat violently, and her body will even spasm slightly, but Aunt Feiquan is a pure and pure daughter, with a fragrant body and a cold and noble temperament, more ice and jade than Zhang Mengmeng, being licked by her like this, Zhang Mengmeng did not notice any discomfort except that her ears were a little itchy. Isn't it normal for girls to have a grinding in their ears? In the imperial etiquette law, it is strictly forbidden to "give and receive kisses between men and women", but there is no prohibition on "women to give and receive kisses"?

Zhang Mengmeng didn't think about anything else, but just excused herself a little according to her own heart and said: "How can this work? My sister came to sit here today, it was fragrant tea, it was a wine banquet, and my sister's hospitality, my sister was a little ashamed! How can I be embarrassed to take my sister's things again? I can't help it! I really can't help it!"

"Sister, don't excuse me!" said Aunt Feiquan, her voice becoming softer and softer. She seemed to be carried away by the strength of the wine, so she simply wrapped her arms around Zhang Mengmeng's neck and fell directly into Zhang Mengmeng's arms. "My sister and sister hit it off at first sight. In the eyes of the little sister, the younger sister is more close than the mother! The little sister was born in the palace, and she has enjoyed some brocade clothes and jade food, which is true, but on the top of the little sister's head, she is riding a big fortune that is bullying! And her eldest son! The little sister is bitter in her heart! When she sees her sister today, the little sister is very happy, and she regards it as her own sister! What is the great thing about being a sister giving her sister one or two pieces of torn clothes? There are a lot of incense offerings (the money allocated to the disciples every month for cultivation), and my sister likes it, so she takes it all...... What's the matter if it's all made into clothes?!"

"How does this work?"

"Sister, don't refuse...... The little sister knows that the sister of this ragged dress may not look down on it......"

Feiquan was tired of Zhang Mengmeng's arms, scratching dishonestly, and saying that he wanted to give her all his net worth and other marginal words. Zhang Mengmeng couldn't shirk it, so she could only quickly agree. Feiquan listened to her words, as if he was not drunk in a moment, and immediately jumped up and ordered someone to change Zhang Mengmeng's clothes.

After changing clothes, Zhang Mengmeng was wearing a "thousand bird tail weaving clothes", standing in front of the bronze mirror, and she was stunned by her beauty at this time. At this time, she is like those flying heavens in the Buddha country, gorgeous and delicate, gorgeous and a little evil, green silk fluttering, colorful clothes flying, just a few of the simplest dances, let her whole person from a mortal beauty, instantly incarnate into a goddess outside the sky.

It is hardly the beauty of man anymore, but the beauty of God. The feather coat is worn on the body, as if exuding a colorful divine light, and the lotus steps move lightly, and there is a gorgeous light and shadow that is as lofty as a religious ceremony between the gestures. While teaching Zhang Mengmeng to dance, Feiquan was full of praise for her, saying that if her dance at this time was seen by those stinky men, she was afraid that her soul would be taken away.

At this time, Silver Dust commanded the demon angel to slowly walk into the underground palace. He attacked a female disciple of the Interpretation Sect, knocked her unconscious, stripped off the girl's coat and put it on the demon angel, and then put on a very ordinary hood, so that she disguised herself as a disciple of the Interpretation Sect and infiltrated the Holy Water Sect.

Yinchen is not a **** maniac, he didn't do anything else to that hapless girl from the Interpretation Sect.

On the other side, Zhang Mengmeng was engrossed in learning "The Song of the Ni Dress and Feather Clothes", and did not feel the slightest feeling between the feathers, slowly stretching out some strange black knots, these knots looked very well matched with the feather coat, as if it was some kind of eye-catching decoration.

"This next move may be a bit difficult, but my sister is optimistic. As he spoke, Fei Quan jumped up with his sleeves flipped up, stood upright with one foot, and quickly lifted his head from behind his back with the other foot straight, and made a series of sleeve movements with both hands at the same time, and finally stretched upward, and joined the raised foot, and at the same time raised his head and neck, his eyes went up, and when his hands and feet were gathered to one point, his body rotated, and the foot that landed on the ground exerted force, and rotated three times. The skirt, wide sleeves, streamers, and rings of the "Thousand Bird Tail Weaving Dress" were all completely opened by the centrifugal force and the energy of Feiquan himself, and the whole person was like a flower that bloomed suddenly, which was so beautiful that it was intoxicating.

"Wow!" Zhang Mengmeng exclaimed, looking at the flying spring that bloomed like flowers. After a second or two, he came back to his senses, and hurriedly followed Feiquan's movements, and said at the same time: "That's it! That's it! The whole dance is the best!" She was a little incoherent with excitement.

Zhang Mengmeng has practiced magic since childhood, and the coordination of her body is very comparable. She imitated the dance of the take-off spring, the first time she staggered and almost fell, the second time she looked like it, and almost succeeded. Feiquan laughed, clapped his hands, and yelled for her to try a third time.

This time, Zhang Mengmeng did a very good job, which was more perfect than Feiquan. The skirt is in full bloom, the streamers are flying, and the two wide sleeves are also blooming in unison. She spun around four times in place, and was about to stop at the moment when something happened abruptly.

Aunt Feiquan has been watching from the side, not clapping, not laughing, just pursing her lips and looking coldly, seeing Zhang Mengmeng turn around three times, she suddenly said softly: "Okay!" At the same time, Gang Qi left his body, and his ten fingers flew rapidly.

Ten flying needles with golden silk threads burst out from the ten fingers of the green onion, none of these flying needles hit Zhang Mengmeng, but all of them hit the black knots on the feather coat, and the knots were hit by the flying needles infused with the wind and thunder system Yuan force, not broken, but hooked by the tiny barbs on the tip of the needle. Feiquan retracted his hand suddenly, and the flying needle was pulled upside down by the golden thread, and those knots were also pulled, only to hear a few almost imperceptible sounds, and dozens of black ropes burst out of the feather coat on Zhang Mengmeng's body. (To be continued.) )