Chapter 53: Sword Dance (Asking for Votes or Asking for Votes)

I thought that Lidonglai would hold a banquet in the city lord's mansion or a high-end restaurant in the city, but who would have thought that he would be ingenious and set the banquet venue in a forest in the city.

Although the city of Kaki is only a small city, the nine stacks of bright moon streams in this forest are sung by many bards.

The so-called Nine Stacks of Bright Moon Creek is the clear stream water that flows down the mountain, through the nine washes out of the rock steps, forming nine stacks, and whenever the moon rises in the bright moon, the stream reflects the moon, and will form a peculiar landscape of the same light in September.

From top to bottom, there are more than ten long tables in the Nine Stacks of Bright Moon Creek, and the people who come are all well-known figures in Khaki City.

Obviously, for Li Donglai, it is a very face-saving thing to be able to feast on the five young Nords, and he will not let go of this opportunity to take advantage of the situation to grow his face.

Qi Bei doesn't care very much, his identity is here, if he wants to be perfunctory, he will be perfunctory, if he doesn't want to be perfunctory to show you a face, what can you do?

After three rounds of drinking, he clapped his hands from Donglai.

Suddenly, the mountain lit up with brilliant colorful magic lights, the music sounded, and on the platform not far away, a group of girls dressed in transparent and cool clothes suddenly appeared, dancing to the music.

When the girls raised their hands and feet, the white flowers' breasts and buttocks swayed people's hearts, and their mouths were dry.

Li Donglai quietly looked at Qi Bei, but saw that although he was watching with interest, his eyes were very clear.

I had heard that Wu Shao was a well-known in the imperial capital, and I thought that although he was young, he had read all the flowers, and his vision was not ordinarily high. Since he came to Kaki City, if he can't satisfy him, then his hospitality will be too inconsiderate.

But fortunately, he was prepared for Donglai, he beckoned, summoned a subordinate, and whispered a few words to him.

After a while, the music suddenly changed and became excited.

Just like the vast land of ten thousand horsemen charging, Jin Ge iron horse, bloody slaughter.

Suddenly, a graceful figure covered by a light veil slowly floated down from mid-air, and the long sword in his hand conjured up a Dao sword shadow, and began to dance with the passionate music.

Sword dance, a unique dance that spreads in the northwest area, danced by women holding swords, can be rigid and soft, rigid and soft, even if the whole is obsessed with the erosive aristocracy of dogs and horses, it can also burst out in an instant that the blood surname hidden in the surname.

Even in the current Northwest Frontier, before the soldiers set out for the battle, they would invite the sword dance master to dance a song to strengthen their morale, which is somewhat similar to the magic that stimulates courage such as the Heart of Light performed by the Light Sacrifice.

This sword-dancing woman is obviously not shallow, and every dance of the long sword can stimulate the fiery string in people's hearts.

Who doesn't have a heroic dream, but in the years like a knife, in the cruel reality, most people's dreams are buried deeply, and they will not be seen for a lifetime.

There is a saying that nothing will never change, what will never change, is that everything is constantly changing.

Just when Qi Bei sighed in his heart, the music changed again, from passionate to tender.

The movements of the sword-dancing woman also changed from rigid to soft, and there seemed to be such a scene in front of people's eyes, the longing for life in the eyes of the soldiers in the bloody killing field before they fell to the ground, the longing for their lover, and the regret for their parents.

After a long time, the music faded away, but the banquet hall that was still noisy just now was silent.

The sword-dancing woman held the sword in her back, and with a salute, she wanted to leave.

"Miss Butterfly Heart, please wait a moment, can you give this city lord a face, and give our distinguished guest today, the fifth young master from the Nord family, a glass of wine. Li Donglai got up and shouted, his tone was polite.

The woman stopped, glanced back at Qi Bei, and then continued to walk down the mountain.

Li Donglai was annoyed and angry, and got up suddenly.

Qi Bei smiled and waved his hand, and said: "Come from the east, don't look at it, some women can look at it from a distance, but if they look closely, they will inevitably have a psychological gap, and then they will only increase their disappointment." ”

The woman's delicate body froze slightly, and a faint cold snort came, which disappeared at the corner of the mountain road.

"Five less, it was Donglai who didn't arrange it, and Donglai punished him with three cups. "Leave the east to fill three large cups and drink them one by one.

Qi Bei smiled slightly and said, "Donglai, among the beauties who danced in the group at the beginning, the beauty who led the dance seems to be quite good, can you let her come over and have a drink with Young Master Ben." ”

Li Donglai was stunned, the woman who led the dance was his eighteenth concubine, named Xiaoyu, who was originally a Qing Qi person cultivated by a (female + branch) hospital, and was forcibly asked by him to be a concubine, he had just tasted the taste not long ago, and he was really a little reluctant to send her out.

However, Li Donglai quickly made a decision, and asked Xiaoyu to be called.

I can't bear the child to trap the wolf, isn't it just a woman, if I can have a good relationship with Qi Bei, what is it.

After a while, Xiao Yu, who was wearing a translucent green long skirt and a low-necked lace shirt on her upper body, walked over, her slender waist was exposed, and it was dazzlingly white, and the neckline that was too low exposed most of the ** that did not match her slender figure, and the deep furrow attracted the attention of most of the men present like a magnet.

"Xiaoyu, sit next to Wushao and have a good drink with Wushao. "Leave the east to say to Xiaoyu.

Xiao Yu glanced at Li Donglai resentfully, twisted the water snake's waist and sat beside Qi Bei.

Qi Bei shrugged his nose, his brows furrowed slightly, this rich fat powder fragrance made him a little disliked, he still liked that kind of natural women's fragrance, but there were too few women with natural women's fragrance, all of them were superb, which made him start to miss the phantom a little, and he didn't know how far that girl was from Khaki City now.

"Five young people, the concubine will toast you. Xiaoyu picked up a glass of wine and said coquettishly.

Qi Bei smiled, his gaze moved from her face to the jade neck and chest, and then moved along the arm to her wrist.

He stopped when his gaze touched the inky black jade on her wrist.

"This bracelet is good, where did you buy it?" Qi Bei stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Yu's wrist like electricity.

Xiao Yu exclaimed, the wine glass in her hand fell off, and the wine coincidentally and completely spilled into the furrow in her chest, causing laughter from the people at the banquet.

In the eyes of many people, Qi Bei is deliberately teasing Xiaoyu, even if he is from the east, he thinks so, his heart is dripping blood, but he can only force a smile.

"Wushao, you let go of others. A trace of panic flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes, and then she twisted her body and coquettishly, trying to break free from Qi Bei's big hand.

But Qi Bei's big hand is like iron tongs, how can Xiaoyu break free.

"Young Master Ben is a person who pities fragrant and cherishes jade, you better answer obediently, don't force Young Master Ben to be a barbarian who urges flowers with spicy hands. Qi Bei said lightly, but there was a trace of cold murder in his eyes.

Li Donglai sensed that something was wrong, Qi Bei was not coming for Xiaoyu's people, but for the bracelet on her hand.

"Xiaoyu, answer quickly. Li Donglai shouted, but there was a thought in his heart, what is the origin of this bracelet? If Qi Bei wants it, then let Xiaoyu give it to him.