Chapter Twenty-Eight: Anger
Feng Huali stared at Feng Wanyun's eyes tightly, and in her heart she was full of anger, it was the uncomfortable time. Her chest began to rise and fall violently.
The sword in Feng Wanyun's hand began to tremble with the trembling in Feng Wanyun's hand.
Aren't you pretty good? Why didn't you say anything this time, and you started to feel weak?
"Then I don't understand, what else can my sister mean by what she said. If my sister is so worried about dancing with the flowers, then go by yourself! ”
Go on your own? Feng Huali, what are you kidding?
Feng Wanyun's face was also stunned. Others don't know, but Feng Wanyun herself knows that with her own dancing skills, she is not at the middle and upper level, if she wants to compare with Hua Ruhui, Feng Wanyun really doesn't have that confidence.
Feng Wanyun was so frightened that her hands softened, and the sword in her hand also fell to the ground. She looked down at the sword on the ground, and began to regret it a little.
If everything really doesn't go well today, you shouldn't come to Feng Huali's room to give her any sword.
"My sister is really good at telling jokes, my sister's original sword dance, it was a must in Kyoto, no one can compare. Even Miss Hua is not as good as her sister, how can her sister win against Miss Hua with her little insect carving skills. ”
At this time, Feng Wanyun didn't even dare to look at Feng Huali. Her eyes were right in front of Feng Wanyun, and it was terrifying.
Feng Huali bent down to pick up the sword on the ground, and intentionally handed it into Feng Wanyun's hand: "I'm not joking, sister, I'm not in good health, but I don't dare to force my body to dance any sword dance." The left and right also have to go out with a veil, my sister just lost, and no one knows if the dancer is you Feng Wanyun or me Feng Huali. ”
Feng Huali said this, but it was half true and half false.
said so, but at that time, Feng Huali would definitely not give up any opportunity and make Feng Wanyun lose face.
At this moment, Feng Wanyun raised her eyes, and asked Feng Huali in disbelief: "Is what my sister said serious?" ”
"Hahahaha......" Feng Huali suddenly suppressed his head and laughed, not only scared Feng Wanyun, but even the moon flute standing on the side made Feng Huali startled.
"Good sister, with your dancing skills, do you really have the confidence to compare with Hua Ruhua?" Although Feng Huali didn't know what the dance skills of this predecessor were, what about Feng Wanyun's dance skills.
But listening to what others said, Feng Huali could also guess that his predecessor, before his appearance was ruined, he was the first person in the dance forest in Kyoto.
And no matter how powerful Hua Ruhui is, she is only subservient to Feng Huali.
And now, because Feng Huali has gone through a catastrophe, everything is undergoing great changes.
However, Feng Huali has never been a person who will admit defeat. Since I don't know how to dance, I'll start learning from now on. In fact, if you think about it carefully, Feng Huali can still take the opportunity to practice dance and take the opportunity to get back his martial arts.
The dexterity and agility in the hands are all necessary to practice day after day to achieve the desired effect.
"Sister's dancing skills, don't you know about your sister?" Feng Wanyun's heart has always doubted that Feng Hua has never mentioned the matter before the disfigurement since her appearance was completely ruined.
Could it be that she doesn't remember anything from the past? Still, this Feng Huali is not the same Feng Huali as before. In other words, Feng Huali can't be fake, right?
"I know a little bit, such things that will make the Prime Minister lose face, it seems that my sister will not dare to do it. In this way, it seems that only my sister and I have done it. With that, Feng Huali took the sword in Feng Wanyun's hand, and secretly made a decision in his heart.
Whether it's dancing or martial arts, I, Fenghua, will never be left behind. I don't know what Feng Huali looked like or what kind of temperament he had in the past, but now Feng Huali must be a person who will repay him.
Feng Wanyun, in the current situation, I can't deal with you. I'm going to get started with your mother, though.
"If my sister loses, how can it be good, how can the face of the Prime Minister remain?" Feng Wanyun attracted flowers like flowers and Feng Wanyun to fight each other, in order to make Feng Hua no longer leave the scenery.
The more embarrassed Feng Huali was, the happier Feng Wanyun became.
"Are you just expecting me to lose to Hua Ruhui? What's in it for you? You also said just now, if I lose, I will lose the face of the Prime Minister. ”
Feng Hua's words, Feng Wanyun couldn't listen to it anymore, and turned around and wanted to leave Feng Hua and leave the room.
Feng Huali saw that Feng Wanyun was leaving, and immediately reached out to hold Feng Wanyun's hand, and warned Feng Wanyun with a very sharp gaze: "Feng Wanyun, you are at the lotus banquet today, but it is really a joke that makes people see our Prime Minister's mansion, and you still don't know it." Hmph, what are you saying about you? Be a sister, set yourself up for your sister, don't you really think others can't see it? ”
Feng Wanyun looked back at Feng Huali, what she just said was actually reasonable. But even so, so what?