In the center of the lotus pond, a dancing girl and a swallow pass through the forest, the jade arm is spread, a light step forward, standing on tiptoe, and the right arm is holding a palm upwards at the same time. The delicate shoes slid over, turned around, the jade palm retracted and passed through the chest, the right knee crossed and squatted, the slender hand went down to the heel, and the other was placed on the right shoulder, looking down, the eyes rippling.

As soon as the dance ended, the sound of the piano echoed, and the meaning was still unfinished.

The rich man's eyes were crooked like willows, his lips were slightly open, and he was almost drooling. The rest of the guests were also amazed, with a look of obsession, and several women covered their red lips lightly, dumbfounded.

People were deeply intoxicated, and the audience was silent for a while.

"Papapa......" I don't know which VIP came back to his senses first, and as the applause fell, the hall was amazed.

"Life can see this dance, no regrets. The man named Haoran sighed with emotion, he wanted to borrow wine to help the fun, but the wine glass had been knocked over at some point, and he didn't know it.

Yun Feng was also stunned, different from the shock given to him by the Spirit Star Dance, this is pure artistic beauty, pleasing to the eye, and making people forget to return.

"Smack!" Just as people were indulging in the rhyme of dancing, a crisp slap sounded on the second floor, but it was drowned out in the noisy discussion, and only Yunfeng paid attention.

"My young master looks up to you, it's a blessing that you have cultivated for eight lifetimes. The petite maid was pushed out of the compartment by the big man, and the red palm prints appeared on the white face.

Seeing that her collar was torn open, revealing snow-white skin, and her clear eyes were full of helplessness and fear, she fell to the ground and begged bitterly: "I am just a maid, and I hope that my lord can understand." ”

"If you are a maid, you should be self-aware, what kind of innocent and holy women do you pretend. This was a kind of contempt from the bottom of his heart, and the big man picked up the maid's collar and was about to drag it inside.

These words clearly fell into Yun Feng's ears, and the increasing movement also attracted the attention of the guests in the hall, and everyone frowned at the dirty act made in such an elegant atmosphere, quite disappointed and dissatisfied. But when he realized the person who was seated, he chose to be silent.

The sound of the piano sounded again, like a woman's throat, and the water sleeves swirled in front of the dancer with the melody, and everyone's eyes instantly gathered, and they tacitly agreed with each other to deliberately forget the things upstairs.

Except for the clouds and wind under the stairway.

He suddenly remembered what Uncle Jing had said before his death: Compared with walkers, ordinary people may have to endure the torture of illness, run around day and night for life, unable to resist the shortness of life, extremely fragile in turbulent years, and have little ability to resist the oppression of vicious walkers. However, they just want to live an ordinary and simple life, without killing, without deceit, and strive to live for the people they love and those who love them in their limited lives.

Happiness is very simple to them, a bowl of hot porridge served by the wife after hard work, a smile from the child when he is depressed, maybe some of them are eager to take risks, but after all, not everyone has the talent for cultivation, so they begin to accept their ordinary self and find the meaning of existence in the chaotic world.

Although ordinary people don't have much ability to resist the walkers, they don't have much intersection at the same time. Compared with the cultivation world, the weak eat the strong, panic all day long, sometimes feel tired, want to stop and rest for a while, but at any time worry about being surpassed. Walkers may not be happier than ordinary people.

But happiness is still built on fists after all, if the world does as you wish, Yun Feng may be chatting with Uncle Jing about wine now, and enjoy this incomparable dance in front of him together. However, in this world, there are too many vulnerable groups, too many helplessness and involuntariness.

For example, the maid upstairs, as well as the original self, did not do anything wrong, but bad luck befell the head without warning, and life and death were all in the thoughts of others. It turns out that the strong do not persecute the people for no reason, they have their own reasons, and that is - they are happy to do so.

Do people in fresh clothes and angry horses have the right to bully people at the bottom who are weaker and more humble than themselves?

Yun Feng thought, his mood became more and more restless, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Prismatic ......

The soothing sound of the piano gradually became compact, like a large army pressing the border, and the people who were unwilling to become slaves of the country shared the same hatred and fought back. The girl's dancing posture changed from gentle and tender to sonorous iron bones, and the soft water sleeves turned into knives and spears, rushing left and right.

The delicate maid was still begging, she hugged the red pillar in the corridor to the death, and refused to let go no matter how hard the big man exerted, as if once she let go, she would lose all the color of her life, which was a rare and valuable insistence in the land of fireworks.

But how can she, a low-level person, resist the will of the big man, under the huge strength of the other party, she held the hand of the red pillar and broke away little by little. During the struggle, one shoe was rubbed off and rolled down the hallway.

The sound of the piano became more and more agitated, and the two sides faced each other, and finally when it came to the decisive battle, the war was about to break out. The red tent fell again, the graceful figure of the dancing girl loomed, and the battle situation seemed confusing.

But Yun Feng's heart was already clear. When he came out of the twilight forest, he told himself that he had to keep a low profile, and it turns out that those who come out on top generally die quickly, and being unnoticed is often the best way to protect themselves. Moreover, once his identity is revealed, there will be endless disasters.

Yunfeng understands the truth, but he can't convince himself to turn a blind eye, and the pathetic sound of the piano drills straight into his heart, tugging at his indignant heartstrings, making him more and more uneasy.

At that moment, a shoe rolled down the hallway in front of him.

This is a delicate embroidered shoe.

Yun Feng touched the bookbag containing the pastries, and then stood up.

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Lan'er fell into a river of ice, no matter how hard she pounced, she couldn't catch anything, the cold river gradually flooded her head, she began to have difficulty breathing, and wanted to scream, but was poured into her throat by the biting river water. She no longer expects mercy from the other party, even if she is scarred, she will hold her head high, you can invade my body, but I will never give in.

Dahan had never expected that this maid would be so ignorant of current affairs, and it would be difficult for him to resist with her delicate body, but the more this happened, the more he felt that his authority was being challenged. He grabbed the maid's delicate neck, and another slap came over.

Lan'er instinctively closed her eyes.

However, the pain did not come as expected. Lan'er, who was apprehensive, opened her eyes and saw a young man standing in front of her at some point, and the slap that was close to her stopped.

Lan'er felt like she was being dragged by someone, and she was about to suffocate to breathe. The figure in front of him was no stranger, it was the young man he had met in the kitchen earlier.

"Let go of her. Yun Feng said, his right hand clasped the other party's wrist tightly, and there was no toughness in his tone, as if he was saying that he had eaten, good evening.

But these words fell into the ears of the big man like an order, a kind of shame. He looked at the slender boy who was half a cut shorter than him, and felt that he could slap him away with a single slap, but the sharp pain in his wrist made it impossible for him to take it lightly.

"Look for death!" The big man endured the stinging pain in his heart, two words popped out from between his teeth, and his right leg suddenly kicked towards Yunfeng.

Don't look at the strong man's big shoulders and thick waist, but his movements are very sharp, his thick thighs are like a tree trunk, and his strong muscles are revealed from his trouser legs when he exerts his strength.

He's fast, and Yunfeng is faster than him.

The dozen or so movements of the Spirit Star Dance have entered the bone marrow and become an instinctive reaction, and at the moment when the strong man raised his legs, Yun Feng also raised his legs. Although the force was later than him, the instantaneous acceleration had surpassed the former, and the cloth boots arrived before the big man, kicking the opponent's knee fiercely.

Click......

The big man's thick thighs, like tree trunks, broke in an instant, accompanied by a miserable scream, and collapsed. But his wrist was still clasped by Yun Feng, so he could only drag his broken thigh and wail in pain.

Yun Feng is not a ruthless person, but what the other party has done makes him difficult to tolerate, and the best way to deal with the enemy is to defeat him so that he has no strength to fight again, and once he makes a move, Yun Feng has no intention of showing mercy.

"It's okay. Yun Feng turned around and asked, Lan'er seemed to be still frightened.

Jingle ......

Just as Yunfeng was about to help Lan'er up, he suddenly stopped, and the hairy reflex suddenly rose, and the pleasant ringing made him shudder!

Crash......

The door had been pushed open by the big man before, and a figure rushed out of it, shattering all the crystal curtains used to block it, and the crystal clear beads fell to the ground with a loud noise.

A fist appeared in the eyes of Yunfeng!

He seemed to have returned to the dark and damp carriage three years ago, looking through the small hole at the scarred Uncle Jing who was seriously injured by the golden arrow, and the picture in front of him suddenly overlapped with that time.

In an instant, a stream of heat gushed out from the sea of qi and spread throughout the body, the pores opened and the muscles trembled.

In the face of a sudden blow beyond their own strength, the common practice is undoubtedly to unload the defense. If Yunfeng was given the choice, he would do the same.

However, the time was so short that he didn't have time to think, and his body had already reacted - the center of gravity sank, the left leg slid forward, the body leaned forward, and the left hand held the right palm to meet it, not retreating but advancing!

"Bang!"

The energy burst out, the huge momentum shook the cloud wind back, the pear wood floor was dragged out of two ravines, the sawdust flew in the air, and the palms of the hands were numb.

"Qi Gathering Cultivator!" Yun Feng felt deeply uncomfortable.