The drunken and fragrant eating posture is also extremely elegant, and every move reveals the noble atmosphere, which is completely different from the roughness of the ordinary Hu women, and the demeanor and temperament have the elegance of Oriental women and the nobility of Western women.

She has two completely different bloodlines, but they are both noble bloodlines, and several completely different cultures are also harmoniously unified in her.

After a few rounds of drinking, most of the food on the table was eaten. Although the drunken and fragrant food looks elegant, the consumption rate is not slow at all, and there is no trace of petty family spirit.

Wu Feng saw that Sheng Zuixiang didn't ask anymore, so he didn't look at her much.

Yun Hailan's beauty was not enough to make him obsessed, and later he was sometimes moved because of familiarity. Naturally, I can't be drunk.

Sheng Zuixiang obviously realized this, and winked at Wu Feng, his eyes wandering: "What, don't you feel like the first demon girl of the Demon Sect?"

Wu Feng was slightly stunned.

Indeed, a fiery red drunken incense is undoubtedly glamorous, and it is even more elegant. However, because the aura is too strong, it seems to be a little less coquettish than a demon girl should be.

"So, what about this?" Sheng Zuixiang suddenly swayed up from the chair, reached out her jade hand, and pulled it violently, and the purple veil on the bed was completely pulled off by her brushing the ground.

Just listening to the crackling wind, the purple veil was instantly stretched into a slender ribbon, like flying lightning, sweeping towards Wu Feng.

Wu Feng was shocked, but when he saw that the purple belt just brushed softly from his face, he swayed away.

It's just that Sheng Zuixiang's figure is already like a butterfly, leading the purple veil to spin up, as fast as the wind, as fast as electricity, tossing and turning, without any rest.

The purple veil turned into a streamer that spread in all directions, and the flowers on Sheng Zuixiang's head and the fluttering long skirt were all fluttering with her. And turned into a raging and beating fire!

The roses on the ground were also swept up by the strong wind, and flew into the air with the action of the drunken incense.

Sheng Zuixiang flicked his feet and kicked the clogs away. The slender waist twisted rapidly, the body turned, soft as water, but the dance was like the most turbulent tide of anger!

Before the food on the table was finished, Sheng Zuixiang danced like this. The veil was flying, without any scruples, and the figure was often one by one, stepping on the volley, flying and circling over the table, making Wu Feng almost worried that the table would be beaten by her to be juiced, and the meat would fly.

However, Sheng Zuixiang seemed to dance extremely unrestrained and natural, and did not deliberately avoid the dishes on the table, but she danced back and forth in this tent. Whether it was the dress or the veil, it was almost wiped without a trace of soup, let alone spilled over the dishes.

This is the most famous Hu Xuan dance on the grassland, the style is bright and strong, but it also emphasizes the flexibility of the body.

The dance steps of the drunken incense are getting faster and faster, like the goddess scattering flowers, but there is a wild bee wave like a butterfly, like the most dazzling light in the oven, or in the ten thousand flowers. Brilliant Flame Roses!

Her cheeks were reddening, but her eyes flashed with a mellow look of intoxication, and her red lips rang out a crisp laugh like silver bells from time to time, in harmony with the rhythm of the dance.

Dance must first get yourself drunk. to be intoxicating.

Such a flamboyant dance did not detract from her elegance in the slightest, but made her exude a stunning charm.

A little sweat seeped from her white and greasy skin, which was better than ice and snow, and the fragrance emanating from her body became more and more intense.

Wu Feng never thought that he could be so flamboyant and charming.

Before meeting Sheng Zuixiang. He originally thought that the charm of the first demon girl, when she was as delicate and gentle as Yun Hailan's teasing style, was at most a little more delicate and gorgeous.

And Sheng drunken incense doesn't seem to be half like water tenderness, only with an absolutely strong fire and delicate, turning over and turning upside down, making people feel the soul and!

Her snow-white bare feet kicked sharply, and the small walnut table suddenly tilted, and it fell in the direction of Wu Feng, and the dishes slid towards him.

When Wu Feng was frightened, Sheng Zuixiang had already flown over from the table, the purple veil flew, and the small table immediately swayed back, standing steadily, and the dishes also slid back to their original positions, and finally did not move for half a minute!

The fragrant flame had already swirled in front of Wu Feng, and the crisp chest with fragrant sweat trembled towards his chest, hitting a few drops of sweat on Wu Feng's cheeks, and the red lips slid across Wu Feng's ears with a smooth arc, blowing the warm fragrance into his earholes, and gently spitting out a few words.

"Is it pretty?"

Wu Feng's cheeks and ears were suddenly burned, and a trace of intoxication flashed in his eyes.

Although Sheng Zuixiang's complexion is not as good as that of the country and the city, this dance is really a dance of the city.

When Wu Feng came back to his senses, he saw a beautiful purple suddenly spread, and the curtain hung on the top of the bed in an instant.

Sheng Zuixiang was sitting upright in her seat, holding the jade chopstick, her expression was elegant and graceful, and the clogs had been worn back on her feet at some point, impartial.

And the little incense and sweat on her body are all gone, and the air is still fragrant.

Fang Cai's ostentatious and indulgent dance was like a chaotic dance of the heavenly demons descending into the world, like a curtain of dreams, coming like a meteor for a few more hours, and going to the clouds without a place.

Wu Feng couldn't help but stretch out his hand and wipe it on his cheek.

The sporadic wetness, which was the sweat drops on his cheeks from the beautiful woman's crisp breasts.

The sweat-soaked palms of the hands swept the tip of the nose, and the fragrance instantly filled the lungs.

Sheng Zuixiang looked at Wu Feng's sluggish expression with a smile.

In the north, many people compare the saint of Northern Yan Shang Qingying with her, calling it a fairy and demon double unique.

And those who have seen Shang Qingying dancing under the moon are all overwhelmed by her peerless demeanor, and her eyes are unparalleled in the world.

Sheng Zuixiang has enough self-confidence, her set of Heavenly Demon Hu Whirling Dance is by no means under Shang Qingying's sword dance!

"It's so cute. Sheng Zuixiang stared at Wu Feng's clear face and the still vague look in his eyes.

The three words she asked in Wu Feng's ear before didn't need any answer. There is not a single man who is not fascinated by her dance.

If this young man is fully grown, his beauty will undoubtedly surpass her. But Sheng Zuixiang has always believed that a woman's charm is not only determined by the appearance given by her parents, even if the Demon Gate can have a woman who looks ten times better than her, she will definitely not be able to take away her position as the first demon girl of the Demon Sect!

"Little Xie Yi, can you dance?" asked Sheng Zuixiang.

When Wu Feng heard this, he suddenly remembered that his father had taught him to dance when he was a child, and it seemed that he was also some kind of unrestrained dance.

After the disappearance of the father. I was busy cultivating, but I didn't have time to jump again.

It's just that Sheng Zuixiang's gorgeous Hu Xuan dance actually made Wu Feng faintly feel a little victorious in his heart.

He was also surprised that he was not a woman. How can you think so?

It's just that the voices of Meng Qiwu and Yun Hailan are echoing in their ears.

"Little junior brother...... If you are willing to wear women's clothes, you don't know how many girls who are called fairies are compared to you......"

"Actually, Xiao Feng, your appearance should be much more beautiful as a woman, right?"

The memory made his face heat up again.

"Sorry, no. Wu Feng replied.

"It's okay, if you're free in the future. Ben girl teaches you. Sheng Zuixiang smiled and smiled, dazzling.

"Thank you, Miss, for your kindness. Wu Feng said: "Thanks to the hospitality, is there anything you can serve?"

Now the power of the Demon Gate, the Sendai Sect Master Yi Zhongtang has two-thirds of it, if there is no change, it is very likely to go south to the Central Plains. And if Sheng Zuixiang wants to deal with Yi Zhongtang, it will be a good thing for the martial artist.

Therefore, now Wu Feng does not exclude cooperating with Sheng Zuixiang for a while.

"Service?" Sheng Zuixiang said proudly: "If I befriend the young man of Middle-earth, just to serve, then how can I be called 'drunk with three thousand guests'?"

She then stared into Wu Feng's eyes. The eyes are bright and compelling: "Lin Jian brought you over, naturally because you are worthy of this girl's friendship." The situation in Middle-earth is still unclear. Between you and me, we may be friends or enemies in the future, but it is not a bad thing to make a relationship first. ”

After that, Sheng Zuixiang laughed as crisply as a silver bell: "What's more, Xiao Xie Yi is really as Lin Jian said, he is a boy who is so cute that heaven can't tolerate it......"

Her laughter was flamboyant. has no scruples, and has a momentum like clouds and water.

Wu Feng also realized that the reason why this princess of the Ashina Sect is called the first demon girl of the Demon Sect is not just because of her beauty. It's more about the extremely high volume.

is the so-called "full of flowers drunk 3,000 guests, a sword frost 14 states"!

She doesn't need Wu Feng to provide any assistance at the moment, which means that she thinks that by relying on her own strength, she can make the Ashina Sect grow, and even replace the Sendai Demon Sect to become the leader of the Demon Gate!

Wu Feng is not ashamed that his aura is not as good as Sheng Zui Xiang now.

He knew the gap between himself and Sheng Zuixiang, one was in age. Two in status. But today's meeting with Sheng Zuixiang made Wu Feng know that he still needs to work harder to improve his own strength and pattern.

A young man like Sheng Zuixiang is definitely not one person in the world. If Wu Feng's courage can't catch up with her after he grows up, what will he do to compete in the world?

At this moment, another delicate maid stepped into the inner tent, but it was not any of the three people Wu Feng had ever seen.

"Slave maid, see the eldest lady, the sect leader has issued an order, there is something important in the sect, let you return to Aizu City as soon as possible. The pretty maid knelt down on one leg, took out a letter, and held it up.

"That's it......" Sheng Zuixiang took the letter, opened it with his hand, finished reading it quickly, put the letterhead back in the envelope, and said lightly: "It's really boring." ”

"So, let me touch it. Sheng Zuixiang directly stuffed her hand into the pretty maid's chest in front of Wu Feng and rubbed it hard.

The maidservant girl was flushed and let out a low cry.

"I'm so embarrassed. Sheng Zuixiang took her hand out of the maid's collar, her movements were still extremely elegant, only to hear her turn to Wu Feng and say, "I wanted to leave you to play on the grassland for a few days, but unfortunately my father summoned ......."

Wu Feng smiled: "I am already very grateful for eating Miss Shan's white food." ”

"Then ......" Sheng Zui Xianglian moved lightly, walked in front of Wu Feng, and directly provoked Wu Feng's jaw, his bright pale blue eyes looked directly at him, his red lips were like fire, and the fragrance was lightly spitting: "Before leaving, can Zuixiang ask Xiao Xie Yi another question?"

Wu Feng couldn't react at all for a while, but the softness and smoothness of Sheng Zuixiang's fingertips made him not want to break free.

"But if you ask, be honest with yourself. Wu Feng tried his best to show a solemn expression at this moment. (To be continued.) )