The music starts, and the lotus blossoms.

A woman falls from the sky, taps her toes, drops the glimmer of fireflies, and spun on the lotus petals, spinning for a few weeks, and the lotus petals are in full bloom.

The woman's light posture draws a graceful arc in the air, and falls steadily on the stage in the center of the lotus.

The woman slowly fell, slowly paralyzed in the center of the stage, but saw that the lotus flower gradually closed again, and the plain-clothed woman was finally wrapped in the heavy and closed lotus.

The music gradually became dull and sad, and the pan flute and trombone joined in, and the momentum gradually overwhelmed the flute and the building.

The original tune of the small bridge and flowing water gradually turned to the sad song of heavy snow, which seemed to be the end of the hero, and in the sunset of the long river, he had no choice but to bend his knees and kill himself.

The sad song continued to play, suppressing the mood of the officials in the field, and suddenly the music turned, the sound of pan flute and trombone was endless, but the big drum and Zhong Lu were hitting more and more fiercely, and the original heavy snow tragedy added a bit of fatality and inviolability.

Just when everyone's heartstrings were about to break, the sound of Xiao's horn and drum bell came to an abrupt end, and after a pause of five breaths, the flute started again, followed by the sound of Zhu.

The already dead state of mind seemed to have fallen a drop of rain in the sweltering heat of midsummer, and the people who had been suppressed to despair suddenly reborn a little hope because of the fall of this drop of rain, although it was only a little, but it was enough for people to look forward to hope.

After a little drop, there is a rain of grace that fades away and dries up and nourishes all things.

Flute, building, pipa interplay played, like the mountain and heavy water after the resumption of the re-see of the small bridge and flowing water, people have three women, play the flute to play the pipa, there is a light rain outside the house, the sound of rain accompanied by music, a good picture of the girl in the south of the Yangtze River.

At this moment, the huge lotus flower on the dance floor was actually open again, this time it opened again, more gorgeous and vivid than before, the artificially built petals, as if they had life, when they opened, they were graceful and soft, full of aura, and even the people in the Guan Ju Tower could really smell the fragrance from the petals.

"This flower, is it really a lotus?"

Shui Han was dumbfounded, it was the kind of dumbestness that was pleasing to the eye, he had never seen such an amazing performance, in his concept, those monkey tricks, magic tricks, and chest crushing boulders on the streets of Yishui Town were amazing enough, but now compared to the performance in front of him, it was really dwarfed.

This flower blooms and kills a hundred flowers, this is the rain falling neon dance of the top brand of Yan Guoguan Julou.

Of course, the dance does not end like this, because the dancer is still in the lotus flower.

The lotus flower finally bloomed and was full, and countless butterflies that emitted fluorescence flew out, and those butterflies, their wings fluttered, colorful, and countless pollen scattered on the dance floor with the butterflies, stirring up the water on the dance floor to be round and broken.

Between the broken circles and the broken circles, a person's figure is reflected, the figure of a peerless beauty.

Beauty is no longer plain clothes, at this moment, she is wearing a light blue silk dance dress, the dance dress is decorated with all kinds of objects, or gems, or jade, or hanging tassels, they are embellished on the dance clothes, scattered, complicated and not a trace of clutter, luxurious but also full of ten thousand styles,

Look at a pair of jade arms, a wisp of crystal-like blue ribbon is entwined.

The ribbon is made of snow country ice silk, according to legend, the ice silk because of its unique structure of hollow in the middle, so it is difficult to be dyed color, and this strand of ice silk streamer actually has the same color as sapphire, and even under the light of the candle flame, it also emits a little blue light, which is really amazing.

"Snow country ice silk, the world thought that it could not be dyed, but my Yan country dyeing workshop official used phosphor powder to evenly disperse into its air tube, so that the original snow-white and transparent ice silk exudes a sapphire-like color, which is really wonderful. ”

Sixi's father-in-law admired it on the side, and couldn't help but sigh, but what he sighed was not the beauty and the lotus, but the skills of the Yanguo dyeing workshop official.

In his eyes, whether it is Guan Julou or Li Sisi, they are just temporary playthings, and only the unique rendering skills in the world can be passed on to the world forever, and only belong to the glory of Yan Kingdom.

Father-in-law, after all, is still father-in-law.

The beauty is dressed in a dance costume, and soars above the stage in the center of the lotus, with colorful butterflies at her feet, flying in the air, like a phoenix nirvana, and the fire dances in the sky.

The fire is blue, and it also has the delicate nature of a woman, the fire is delicate, and the dancing posture is even more delicate.

With a tap of the fingertip, a butterfly stops at the fingertip, the fingertip drops, and the butterfly leaves the fingertip and flies low in the sky.

The beauty also danced, chasing butterflies, butterflies accompanied by the posture, and the sapphire blue ice silk streamers were also dancing, but it was impossible to see whether people were dancing with butterflies or butterflies, and it was impossible to see whether people were dancing or streamers were dancing.

At this moment, people, butterflies, streamers, music, lotus, dance floor, and Guan Julou seem to be integrated into one, and they are integrated into a whole that is pleasing to the eye.

This person is naturally all the officials present, and among them, it naturally includes Shui Han.

Shui Han was obsessed with it, but he didn't forget the purpose of his trip in his heart, and he secretly thought to himself how to find out the news of this Yaoming Order.

After all, time is running out.

......

There is also a short time, and there are two people who are far away in Longhu Town, Duyang and Liuyun.

Longhu Town is a small town in the north of Yan Kingdom, which is located at the foot of Yin Mountain, because it is close to the iron blood floating slaughter city north of Yin Mountain, the iron blood floating slaughter city is famous for iron armor in the world, and the annual demand for iron tools is huge.

Longhu Town is located in the extreme north, the weather is cold, except for the original residents, almost no one else will come, and the newcomers to the Yang and Liuyun have committed a big taboo.

Although they hide their identities, in a small town like this, no matter how their identities are hidden, as long as they are new faces, they will definitely be recognized.

If a stranger comes to Dragon Tiger Town and can't explain the exact reason, then the inhabitants of the town will definitely be regarded as an enemy.

Because the residents of Longhu Town, in addition to striking iron, have another layer of identity, that is, horse thieves.

The entire Dragon and Tiger Town is a den of horse thieves.

Or Dragon Tiger Town, which is the helm of Dragon Tiger Hall.

At this moment, the yellow-haired boy and the skinny boy were surrounded by a group of horse thieves, and both of them scolded their mothers from the bottom of their hearts.

Damn, as long as it's an outsider, it will be killed indiscriminately, there is no room for maneuver at all, and if you come up, you will pick up a few hundred, what is the situation in this Dragon and Tiger Town!