From Nine Uncles to Douluo Doupa's Journey to Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 178 The Dance of the Snow Maiden
The sound of "Bai Xue" is elegant and lively, and the Xiao Yin curls up, and the snow falls all over the sky, beautiful and ethereal.

Looking at the graceful figure looming in the red gauze tent, and the sound of white snow lingering in his ears, Jiang Yu could only feel an indelible melancholy lingering in his heart.

At this moment, the guests around had already been moved by the sound of the flute, and they all forgot their own movements, and just listened blankly to the melody that was like the sound of heaven.

After a long time, Qu Yue gradually disappeared, and everyone came back to their senses.

"Puffing~"

At this moment, the red gauze curtain rolled up, and an extraordinary and beautiful white-haired woman gradually appeared in everyone's eyes.

Although this woman's appearance is slightly inferior to that of Yan Lingji and Medusa, it is still enough to be called a beauty.

It can be said that she uses flowers as her appearance, the moon as her appearance, jade as her bones, and snow as her skin. In addition to her glamorous and cold demeanor, she is not much different from the two women.

She was wearing a light blue waistless dance dress, embroidered with pieces of flying snowflakes, and the hem of the skirt moved slightly, and those snowflakes were alive, as if they really existed.

Below the hem of the skirt, on the blue crystal dancing clogs, a pair of frosty jade feet loomed.

The silver ornaments all over her body, dotted with some colored gemstones, complement her snow-white cyan hair, and match with her winter-like icy temperament, making her look like the Guanghan Fairy who does not eat the fireworks in the world.

Finally, she moved.

I saw her go from static to moving, from slow to fast in the arena, and the light blue ribbons danced and flew with her.

Her dancing posture is graceful and graceful, light and elegant, and graceful, and for a moment, everyone present is mesmerized.

There is a poem that says: There are beauties in the northern country, who dance lightly in Lingbo;

As graceful as orchids and verdant greens, like a swimming dragon; the more beautiful it is, stop at Qianxi, and Wu Ji stops at white rice.

You can't be poor if you are slow, and the money goes straight to the end; when the lotus is low and the waves break, the snow is messy and the wind is blowing.

When I fell into Er, I flowed, and I wanted to go back to the sky when I repaired my train; but I couldn't catch my sorrow, so I flew away to chase after Jinghong.

With a "bang", someone's wine bottle fell to the ground.

However, no one paid attention to it, and everyone's eyes were focused on the dancing Qingying.

After a while, the song is over, and the dance stops!

"Clap~Clap~Clap~"

I don't know who applauded first, and the rest followed suit.

"As expected of Zhao Wu who is the best in the world, I really opened my eyes today." Someone praised.

"Although Zhao Wu is wonderful, if there is no Snow Girl performing in person, I think its charm will drop by at least five points." Another person disagreed.

Listening to the discussion in the crowd, Jiang Yu's mouth turned up slightly, and he thought to himself: "I don't know who is better at dancing, this Xue Nu or Yan'er?"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of neat footsteps outside.

Immediately afterwards, a group of Yan soldiers in armor came in from the corridor. In the middle of this group of soldiers were eight warriors with bulging temples. It was obvious that their martial arts had already reached a certain level.

In addition, there are four warriors who exude a fierce aura. Judging from their aura, they have already reached the realm of acquired Dzogchen.

All of them, layer by layer, guarded a sedan chair carried by 16 people and covered with red gauze.

The sedan chair was gently lowered, and a majestic voice sounded from inside the red gauze tent.

"The music and dance of the country of Zhao is unparalleled in the world, the youth of the country of Yan, Handan, toddler, did not get the essence, and became a joke of the Seven Kingdoms.

And Zhao Wu of Miss Xuenv is the only one who is proud of others, and if the world is lucky enough to see it with their own eyes, it will be no regret in this life! "

"It turned out to be him!" Someone lost his voice.

"Who is it?" Someone else asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Yanchun, who has the power over the Yan Kingdom, is the uncle of the Great King. He is the most powerful figure in the Yan Kingdom. The life and death of everyone in the Yan Kingdom is in his hands." Someone explained.

Xue Nu stood on the stage, her red lips parted slightly, and she said, "Xue Nu is just a dancer, so I don't deserve such praise from adults."

"Ah!"

Lord Yanchun smiled coldly and said: "Every city has its own legend, not to mention this is the capital of the Yan Kingdom. The famous "Lingbo Feiyan" of the Snow Maiden is the biggest legend in Jicheng. .

Why don't you dance to the song 'Lingbo Feiyan' for me today, and let me see if it really lives up to its reputation.

Snow Maiden, what do you think? "

"I don't think so, please come back, Mr. Yanchun!"

A faint voice sounded very abruptly, which immediately caught everyone's attention.

I saw a place on the second floor, a white-clothed Mr. Pianpian standing with his hands behind his back, looking extraordinary and refined.

"Ok?"

Yanchun Jun's eyes gradually turned cold, and a gloomy light flashed across.

"Bold, how dare you be rude to the royal family."

Before Yanchun Jun could speak, a warrior stomped hard and stabbed at Jiang Yu with a sharp sword in his hand.

"This guy is finished. It's not good to offend anyone. He dared to offend Mr. Yanchun." A guest on the second floor shook his head and sighed.

"Hey, it's said that a beauty is a disaster, this kid wants to show off in front of a beauty, but he found the wrong partner!" Another guest said with emotion.

"I'm afraid tonight, there will be no trace of this person in the world. This is what he asked for, no wonder others."

"It's just a pity for Miss Snow Maiden!"

Just as everyone was talking, the warrior approached Jiang Yu.

"die!"

The samurai's sword flashed, and with the sound of sonic booms, he slashed at Jiang Yu.

"A mere ants dare to attack me?"

With a wave of Jiang Yu's hand, the warrior turned into a cloud of powder with a bang under the inconceivable gazes of everyone, falling from the air and dissipating.

"This……"

For a moment, the entire Feixue Pavilion suddenly fell silent, as if a needle could be heard.

"Oh? It turned out to be a master of the world, so disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Yan Chunjun clenched his fist slightly, then released it slowly, and he continued to speak: "Just now, the subordinates are ignorant, please don't blame me.

I came to Feixue Pavilion today only for Xue Nu, as long as you don't stop me, gold, silver and jewels, land beauties, high officials and nobles, you can choose! "

Jiang Yu said flatly: "Before I get angry, you'd better get out, get out as far as you can!"

"Hahahaha! I have lived for so many years, and this is the first time someone dares to talk to me like this."

Yanchun Jun laughed back in anger, snorted coldly, and gave orders: "Here, I want to see how capable he is."

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the four warriors beside him moved and disappeared in place at the same time.

When it reappeared, it had already come around Jiang Yu's body strangely.

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

The four Acquired Dzogchen warriors were attacking with sharp swords at the same time. Even if the Xiantian Grandmaster encountered them, they still needed to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, and they would suffer serious injuries if they were not careful.

"Oh, ants!"

Jiang Yu smiled disdainfully, and with a flick of his mind, four huge icy thorns appeared out of thin air, directly penetrated the bodies of the four people, and nailed them to the wooden floor.

At this moment, everyone looked at him like ghosts and gods!
(End of this chapter)