Mrs. Fanghua only insisted on Yang Chen to see it, so that once Yang Chen sank, he was firmly controlled by Mrs. Fanghua and could no longer escape.

The reason why Mrs. Fanghua doesn't need to be strong is that she is afraid of the legendary old devil who is about to ascend, and secondly, she wants Yang Chen to be willing.

used so many means, for this willingness. As long as she didn't take the initiative to use the Heavenly Demon Dance to come to Yang Chen, even if the old devil wanted to trouble her, there was no reason.

Now Yang Chen actually offered to watch the Heavenly Demon Dance, this is looking for his own death, and Mrs. Fanghua can't be moved. Even if the old devil is in trouble in the future, he can use Yang Chen's own willingness to prevaricate.

"Why don't you hurry up and prepare?" Yang Chen turned his head to stare at Mrs. Fanghua, and scolded with a smile.

"Yes, Childe!" Mrs. Fanghua looked at Yang Chen's expression, and after making sure that he was not joking, she finally bowed down and said, "Slave maid, let's go and prepare." ”

In less than a moment, in front of Yang Chen, there were more than a dozen young women who looked like ordinary people. Compared with the previous women wearing thin veils, these women have almost no cultivation, and the makeup on their faces is also very delicate, and their eyes shoot a childish light that is not deep in the world, not like a master at all.

The sound of silk and bamboo changed, and before the new women could start dancing, those who had stayed here to serve bowed to Madame Fanghua in unison, and then turned around and walked out of the hall.

In the room, only Yang Chengong Sun Ling and the original five female slaves were left, as well as Mrs. Fanghua and these new women. The dining table has also been removed, and the hall is empty.

"Son, please!" More than a dozen female dancers bowed to Yang Chen in unison, and then took their own positions in the hall, dancing slowly with the sound of silk and bamboo.

These new female dancers are not like the previous women, who only wear a light veil all over their bodies, but are tightly wrapped, and the dancing posture is very pleasing to the eye, but there is no charm at all.

I don't know where the sound of silk and bamboo sounds, it seems to be very neutral and peaceful, like a kind of dance that can be elegant.

After only looking at it for a while, Gongsun Ling's face was suspicious. She didn't understand how to make everyone talk about the Heavenly Demon Dance of Tiger Sè was like this.

If this can be called a glamorous dance, then what are the young girls who are barely touching just now?

Just as he was about to ask Yang Chen if Mrs. Fanghua had made a mistake, Gongsun Ling suddenly found that Yang Chen was watching these dances with relish, without blinking his eyes.

Yang Chen is something that Gongsun Ling is willing to trust absolutely, and is even willing to put his own life on the line to trust him. Yang Chen's performance shows that the Demon Dance is not simple this day. Gongsun Ling also suppressed her suspicions and began to pay serious attention to those dancing postures.

After dancing half a pillar of incense, the sound of silk and bamboo began to slowly change, and the dancing Jindan women, the dance posture also had a little more warm breath, in the hall, faintly back and forth bursts of tired jiāo gasping of women, it seems that they are also very tired from dancing this dance.

After a while, the dancers seemed to be more tired, Jiāo's panting became more dense, and some fine beads of sweat began to appear on his head and face, and there was some more blush of blood churning on his face.

The atmosphere seemed to begin to change at this time, the dancers' bodies were tired, and their bodies felt a little hot, and the tightly covered robes were also quietly pulled away at the neckline, and a touch of white sūxiōng and a corner of each sè belly pocket appeared.

The body fragrance on her daughter's body also spread slightly with the sweating of her body, and slowly permeated the hall. The dark incense was surging, and there was a little more beautiful atmosphere in the hall.

Even if she kept staring at these dancers, Gongsun Ling didn't notice when they secretly pulled the neckline. And as the dancing posture gradually improved, the necklines of the dancers seemed to get bigger and bigger, almost half of the xiōng mouth.

Suddenly, a dancer seemed to have tripped over something, and her body was crooked, so that she could not die, and a dancer next to her might have been too tired and accidentally stepped on the corner of her clothes hanging low on the ground. With a snort, the crooked dancer's clothes were directly torn open, almost half of his body was exposed.

Almost instantly, the poor dancer was in a hurry to pull the remaining half of his body to cover his body, but the remaining half of the placket was too small to cover it. The most worrying thing is that in the scramble of covering, she still has to dance with everyone's dance, and a wonderful scene flashes suddenly.

The dancer was so anxious that he almost cried, and the affection on his face, I felt pity, probably afraid of Mrs. Fanghua's might, but the dance did not dare to pause at all, so I could only cover it up secretly. But the more this is the case, the more exciting it is to watch.

When one person moves in a disorder, it immediately affects the others.

There was another snort, and the other dancer's clothes were torn open. The whole action is chaotic.

In an instant, all the dancers had a frightened look on their faces, as if they were going to face a terrible punishment after dancing. But it had begun to be chaotic, but no one could restore its original neatness, and after a few movements in a row, the third dancer tripped over the strip of cloth on the ground, his body was crooked, and he fell to Yang Chen's side, just at Yang Chen's feet.

"Childe, save me!" When the flustered dancer raised his head, what appeared in front of Gongsun Ling was a face with rain, an anxious expression, and he opened his mouth and quickly put on a few lip shapes but didn't dare to make any sound. Gongsun Ling still relied on her mouth shape to be able to guess the dancer's words.

Suddenly, Gongsun Ling's sympathy rose, and she couldn't help but reach out and pull the woman up. The woman may have sprained her ankle when she fell, and as soon as her foot hit the ground, her body became weak and she threw herself into the arms of Gongsun and Ling.

Gongsun Ling's hands were quick, she helped the woman, and the breath on the woman's body rushed, as if a ghost made a miracle, she took the initiative to hug the woman's waist, reached out to wipe the tears on the woman's face, and took the initiative to comfort the woman on the woman's cherry chún, and comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, there is me." ”

"Alas!" Yang Chen's sigh rang heavily in Gongsun Ling's ears. Gongsun Ling's brain shook and suddenly sobered up.

The poor woman was still in her arms, but Gongsun Ling no longer had the sympathy she had just now, she only felt like she was holding a beautiful snake, and suddenly pushed the woman out with a sudden force. ！。