Chapter 154: Water Tune Song Head
I saw a group of graceful women, with white faces, green silk and ink dyeing, colorful fans elegant, like fairies, like fairies, water elves as if coming from a dream. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info A round of spring moon in the sky opens the palace mirror, the woman under the moon sometimes raises her wrist and lowers her eyebrows, sometimes lightly Shu Yun's hand, and the fan in her hand is closed and held, like a pen walking dragon painting Danqing, jade sleeves are windy, elegant and vigorous. The sound of music is clear in the ears, the folding fan in the hand is like a wonderful pen like a silk string, turning, throwing, opening, closing, twisting, rounding, bending, flowing water like a dragon flying like a phoenix dancing.
There is a little red lip on the powdered face, and the expression is still ashamed. The delicate place is like a pink peach petal, and the demeanor has a beautiful orchid posture. Wearing a bright yellow and elegant long skirt, the side of the black hair is draped like a waterfall, and the face is plain and elegant.
Out of the dust like a fairy, standing proudly in the world, like a fairy descending to earth, people dare not force to look. A purple dress flutters in the wind, a long hair pours down, the purple shirt is like a flower, the long sword is better than the snow, indescribably beautiful and elegant, noble and vulgar.
Frost-like snow-colored robe, wide long cuffs with a demonic bright red cloud pattern, long silver hair fluttering messily in the wind, flawless face pet handsome, a pair of silver eyes like the water of the river under the moon, clear and deep, a crimson crescent mark between the eyebrows set off the whole face showing a bit of nobility and arrogance. There was not a trace of fluctuation in the quiet and secluded eyes, like two ice lakes that would not melt for thousands of years, but the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, but a trace of a smile was outlined.
The sound of the flute rises softly, the women dance in long sleeves, and countless delicate petals gently fly between the heavens and the earth, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers is intoxicating. The ten beauties had buds like blooming flowers, spreading out to the surroundings, and in the rain of flowers, a beautiful girl in white appeared like a hollow valley orchid, with her light and graceful, fluttering like a fairy dance, wide sleeves opened and closed to cover, but also set off her beautiful posture.
Chu Haotian and the three of them watched her graceful dancing in fascination, almost forgetting to breathe. Especially Mei Gui, who couldn't help but marvel after hearing Xiao Sheng.
At this time, the sound of the flute suddenly turned urgent, and the girl took her right foot as the axis. Relax the long sleeves lightly, and the delicate body rotates with it, turning faster and faster. Suddenly it flew up from the ground. Ten beauties formed a circle, waving their jade hands, dozens of blue ribbons fluttered out lightly, the hall seemed to be flooded with blue waves, and the girl flew to the ribbon in the air, slender feet, fluttering clothes, like a Lingbo fairy. There was applause in the hall, and the sound of surprise was endless.
Pink rose-scented tight-fitting robe sleeve top, emerald green smoke yarn loose flower skirt under the cover, waist tied into a big bow with gold silk soft smoke, sideburns hanging low obliquely inserted jasper and phoenix hairpin, showing a slender posture and glamorous charm to attract people's souls.
The yellow Bixia Luo embroidered with a phoenix, the pink smoke gauze skirt that mops the floor, the soft yarn of Luo Cui in the hand, and the peony flower obliquely inserted in the wind bun and fog temples is really a bit: the eyebrows are delicate and far away, and the green temples are full of the smell of spring smoke.
The turquoise emerald smoke shirt, the scattered flower mist and green grass pleated skirt, the body is dressed in the emerald water thin smoke veil, the shoulders are shaved into the waist, and the skin is like a condensed fat gas like a quiet orchid. Coquettish and boneless.
Look at her bending her waist to take a slight step, showing her wrist in the light yarn. The eyes are full of spring water, and the jasper dragon and phoenix hairpin is obliquely inserted on the head. The fragrant jade is tender and delicate, and the fingers are like cutting the root of the onion, such as containing Zhu Dan, and the smile is moving.
The face of the spring water is like clotted fat, the white peony smoke Luo soft yarn, the white mopping smoke cage plum blossom water skirt, the body is soft smoke, and it is really a bit of a powdery and crispy and delicate taste.
The large peony emerald green smoke yarn Bixia Luo, the pink narcissus scattered flowers and green leaf skirt that mops the floor, and the thin smoky green veil of gold silk is draped. The low-hanging sideburns are obliquely inlaid with pearls and jasper hairpins, and the flowers and moons are out of the water hibiscus.
The pale green long skirt, the cuffs are embroidered with light blue peonies, the silver thread outlines a few auspicious clouds, the hem is densely packed with a row of blue sea clouds, the chest is a wide piece of pale yellow brocade wrapped in the chest, the body gently turns the long skirt and spreads out, the gestures are graceful like the wind blowing willows, the wind is like the wind blowing the willows, the wind is hairy, the eyebrows and eyes are spring, the skin is delicate and delicate like warm jade, the cherry mouth is not dotted and red, delicate and beautiful, the two strands of hair on the cheeks are gently brushed with the wind to add a bit of seductive style, and the flexible eyes turn wisely, a little naughty, a little naughty, a light green long skirt, the waist is not full of a hand, so beautiful that it is so flawless, so beautiful that it does not eat the fireworks of the world。
Chu Haotian's eyes noticed that there was a beautiful woman wearing a big red silk skirt with the neckline open very low, revealing the upper half of her plump breasts, her face was like a hibiscus, her eyebrows were like willows, her eyes were more charming than peach blossoms, her skin was like snow, her black hair was pulled into a high beauty bun, her head of beads shone dazzlingly in the sun, and her bright red lips were slightly raised, she was a beautiful woman.
Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world? Smart, elegant, elegant and agile as if holding a pipa flying into the sky, elegant like a light snowflake in the sky, elegant like a fairy who gives birth to a lotus step by step.
In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, and a sword dance moved in all directions. The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time. Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light. The lips and beads are lonely, and there are disciples who pass on the fragrance in the evening. The beauty of Linying is in the White Emperor, and the wonderful dance of this song is promising. There is both a question and answer with Yu, and the feeling of soothing things increases sadness. There were 8,000 maids of the first emperor, and Gongsun was the first in the sword. In the past fifty years, it seems that the royal family has been fainted by the wind and dust. The children of the pear garden are scattered like smoke, and the female music is reflected in the cold day. The wood in front of the golden millet pile has been arched, and the grass in the stone city of Qutang is bleak. The tortoise feast is over, and the moon rises in the east. The old man didn't know where he was going, and his feet turned into a barren mountain.
Immediately, the beautiful melody sounded, the cloud sleeves swayed lightly, the butterfly danced, the slender waist was slowly twisted, the silk silk danced with the music, the graceful posture seemed to be a butterfly, fluttering, like a fallen leaf, swaying in the air, like a bouquet of flowers in the bush, twisting with the rhythm of the wind, twisting the waist and blooming their own brilliance, the sweet smile always rippled on the little face, elegant like a summer lotus, the waist was beautiful, the graceful and moving was thousands of charming, and even the skirt was rippling into a flower in the wind, the long black hair of the hibiscus was messy in the wind, so beautiful that people suspected that it was the Chang'e fairy, the end of the song seemed to turn around and shoot the swallow, the most is the action of looking back and smiling, winding around the eyebrows, and standing up slightly at the end of the song, brushing the hair around the ears with his hand。
The skin is not dirty and innocent, and Xiaolai Yuli Yao Pond. Slim green cover, Ying Ying Sujing, when the makeup is clean. Too liquid waves, neon clothes dance, broken soul flow. Even still, the old days are fragrant and light powder, the flowers are not similar, and the people are haggard. Desire to summon the Limbo fairy. Flat boat, vast waves. I only looked back, the ice curtain was half-hidden, and the bright and chaotic fell. The moon shadow is miserable, the dew is scattered, and who leans on the small side. Gongfang Alliance, there are still amphibious snow herons, and the night cold startles.
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