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Of course, there was not a dark cloud on the high platform, but the dancers' clothes, skirts, wide sleeves, green silk, etc., were flying and spreading, thinking that they were in shape.

However, what is even more valuable is that the vast meaning of the dark clouds that are overwhelming in all directions and the fortress is like a fortified city can be presented between the cramped buildings, if it is not for the grasp of light and space, it has reached the peak of the realm, infinitely closing the audience's perceptual boundaries, how can such an amazing effect be achieved?

The monks who had been affected by Chen Longchuan's injury before, if they were drunk in the face, their minds were clear, and they quickly fell into the dark clouds of the base.

The lights on the four walls are swaying, and the dim is alternate, like a strong wind blowing and the wind and rain are coming.

There was really a wind in the building, it was the breeze of the dancer's skirt and wide sleeves, which was not big, but at this time, the woman dancing on the high platform waved the wide sleeves, and the two sides were separated, just like moving to change the scene, there was a clear appearance, and it came to the face.

The dancer is not stingy to show her beauty, however, Yu Ci can't help but wonder how many people have seen and remembered her beauty.

The light of her eyes was refreshed, like an electric fire dancing in the dark clouds, and like a god staring at the clouds, but it should never be the eyes of a dancer performing and entertaining, so that the fragrant wind flying under her skirt became fierce and cold, like a knife, and sharp.

The next moment, before the monks were almost instinctively on guard, the beautiful woman whirled and danced, the wide sleeves were covered, the bright and radiant face, and the unique eyes, then appeared and disappeared, it was a provocative move, but it was to alleviate the impact, and under the sudden decrease in pressure, some people couldn't help but take a long breath, and for a while, the sound of exhaling upstairs and downstairs was endless, which was spectacular.

Zhu Baitu exclaimed: "This is ......"

Probably he wanted to say something like "This is Lu Erniang's dance", but after only half of the words, he was photographed by the dance again, and his previous thoughts were activated.

On the high platform, with the whirling dance, the dance suddenly became enthusiastic and unrestrained, but the pure black skirt seemed to spread the darkness endlessly, and the dim and flickering lights in the building contributed to this situation, almost everyone fell into the darkness, blinded by the ears and eyes, only on the high platform, the dark core, still has an incomparable attraction.

Because of this, everyone's feelings are distorted.

When the dancers dance freely, they also leap and dance, and when the dancers are still, they also hold their breath and silence;

And when the dancer's posture is tilted, people even have the feeling that this building, this city, and this earth are tilted past.

Yu Ci took a long breath, at this moment, how many people thought of the heavenly tribulation that was churning not far away?

At this time, people saw the face of the dancer again, she seemed to be smiling, and there was an inexplicable feeling, which made people can't help but explore.

And the result of the inquiry does not seem to be what they wanted.

I don't know who beat the drum, everyone's hearts jumped, almost unable to distinguish the difference between the drum and the heartbeat, there was an invisible hand grasping the heart, and they woke up a little, and unconsciously, the dark clouds stirred up by the dancer had been poured into their hearts.

Some people suddenly realized that it was fear!

Lu Erniang's dance actually turned into the meaning of the catastrophe outside the city, and directly touched the fear of the catastrophe in people's hearts.

I don't know how many people are in pain at this moment.

Yu Ci woke up suddenly, and the junction of form and spirit seemed to have set off a storm, all kinds of emotions and thoughts were intertwined, complicated, but there was also an incorrigible beauty of mismatch.

It's a little frightening......

He is already like this, let alone the others, even Duanmu Senqiu, who is at the same table, is also distracted, looking at the high platform, he forgot to drink his glass.

He shook his head a little helplessly, convinced that Lu Erniang was worthy of the achievements of "everyone". But this achievement is too amazing.

Benlian Chen Longchuan...... No exception?

He glanced at it, and saw that on the main seat, the sword immortal was also fascinated, but he didn't stop in his hands, pouring wine and entering his throat, cup after cup, without the slightest spillage.

Is it a little different after all?

The drums rumbled, the light in the building had been almost extinguished, and someone let out an exclamation, which was like a fire primer, and the power that pressed on people's hearts exploded completely, and there was a commotion in the building.

If you don't knock down the four, you won't stop?

A thought is endless, there is snow and bright light, tearing the darkness!

On the main seat, Chen Longchuan drew his sword and slashed the table case again, and the case collapsed with a bang.

All the monks in the building were in a trance, not knowing whether to continue watching the dance or looking over there.

Chen Longchuan smiled silently, flicked his sword with his fingers, and sang in a low voice in the sound of clanging:

"Raise your head...... Northwest Floating Clouds!"

Obviously, Chen Longchuan is not very good at singing, the tone is not clear, his voice is hoarse, and there is a slight trill, but the hoarse aftermath is like a reckless wind and sand, pouring into the bottom of his heart.

The sword chant will stop, the aftermath will be exhausted, Chen Longchuan's eyes are poured into the sword, and there is no follow-up.

When most people were at a loss and didn't know what they meant, someone suddenly raised their arms and wore a robe and a crown, but it was Peng Suo, who was also in the building tonight, somehow, a pair of golden eyes, it was red, and there was almost a tendency to rush to the crown angrily. Drawing his sword and singing with a split throat, Yun Lei Fen:

"Heavenly Sword!"

It was like a thunderbolt, waking up from a deep dream, but all the sword cultivators in the building who belonged to the sword Xuan were startled in the dimness, almost instinctively, drawing the sword and harmonizing, the sword light was like snow, and the roar was all over the building:

"Raise your head to the northwest clouds, leaning on the sky and thousands of miles to have a long sword!"

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the sword intent is fierce, and the rest of the people in the building are all discolored, I don't know what kind of madness these sword cultivators are.

Chen Longchuan sat alone on one side of the floor, on the high platform below, his clothes were flying, and the lights were dim, but he was still the same. The heavy darkness, outside the body of this one, hesitantly surrounded, will not pounce, it is very memorable, this one, even if he is a sword immortal figure, is still in pain.

The building was silent for a while, but when he heard that there was no one beside him, he didn't seem to see the excitement of the sword cultivator in the building, and sang in a dumb voice:

"People say that here, see you in the middle of the night, and the bullfighting is blazing. ”

Taken literally, it seems to be a compliment to the spirit of the sword cultivators, although the words and sentences are good, but this scene is really weird and wonderful, and it seems to have the meaning of depression and unfinished.

Sure enough, the next sentence is cold and lonely, which is very different from the previous sentence: "I feel that the mountains are high, the pool is empty and the water is cold, and the moon and stars are light." When the rhino is watched, he is afraid of the railing...... But I'm afraid!"

The singing was suddenly interrupted, and people looked at it inexplicably, but they were shocked to see that this sword immortal had forgotten his form and was crying:

"The wind and thunder are angry, and the fish and dragon are miserable. ”

Yu Ci was dumbfounded, and heard the Baitu around him muttering: "It's Jiaxuan's words...... Back then, Jiaxuan and Longchuan sang and harmonized, should it be so?"

Thanks to s1amo5o4 for another big support, so there are two shifts today, and the next one is at eight o'clock in the evening.

At the same time, thank you for the slaughter of the dragon, there are seventy or eighty, I won't mention them one by one, but there will be two more tomorrow, so stay tuned.