Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

Niu Ruowan finally opened up with Hei Yankai again, and the two talked very happily -- although Niu Ruowan talked a lot, Hei Yankai answered less.

But if you want to come, the two get along like this, so you don't need to care.

Yuzao Fox has fluffy golden-yellow hair on its small head, with crimson under the hair, lying on the futon curled up in a circle, sleeping soundly.

Five girls, Saori Asakura, Sara Honma, Ningning Mitsui, Hime Inada, and Shiina Omaka gathered together, chatting about something.

The famous sword? Asakura, the remnant soul in Bai Wugou, retracted into the sword without any alcohol left.

Dafu Dashen soaked in the hot water of the teacup prepared for him, and it softened comfortably into a puddle.

Que Yun, who was kneeling silently by the dining table, stuffed the rice grains in front of her into her mouth one by one, without stopping.

The branches of the god tree shimmered, lying quietly on his desk.

"With wine but no songs, it would be boring; with songs but no dancing, it would lose its prosperity."

Yu Zhongming said something to everyone, randomly grabbed a handful of purple sun petals again, and blew gently.

Dozens of beauties in purple tulle dresses stood in the middle of the courtyard.

Another sound of music sounded from the void.

Singing and dancing, wine and beauty.

There is no string emblem in the meeting of friends.

The sound of the music is like the sound of a clear spring, and like the wind caressing the flowers.

The beauty's tulle is like a dream, her waist is graceful and slender, revealing a touch of whiteness, enchanting and charming, showing her charm.

The dancing posture is outstanding, the powder is sweating like rain, the fragrance is greasy, and the skin is moistened with a little crystal, and it is delicate and beautiful.

Yu Zhongming patted on the case and sang, saying

"Summer feelings, slightly different from the past."

"Intoxicated with aloes, a secret past."

"The me of today is old and mature."

"Your gentleness touches my heartstrings."

"Focus on me, I don't know what dream,"

"Don't be afraid to leave, slightly warm my heart."

Yu Zhongming's singing echoed in the night sky.

Tamamo Fox, who had woken up at some point, squinted her eyes at the dance in front of her, with a mocking smile like a human being on the corner of her mouth.

After watching for a few more minutes, she couldn't bear it and jumped onto the table.

"This dance is annoying to me, it's too bad. I know that every move of this fake Shikigami is actually what you think in your heart, master, but your dance appreciation level is too bad, master."

"Let Yu present a dance!" She jumped off the table, rolled on the ground, and when she straightened up again, she had turned into a beautiful woman.

Her skin is as fair as jade, and her eyes seem to have a radiant glow.

The crimson cherry lips parted slightly, exhaling wisps of moist and sweet breath.

A long black hair fell to the waist.

Wearing a pale gold tulle dress with long sleeves.

The delicate collarbone is exposed, and the crystal necklace falls in it.

Further down, there are mountains and ridges stacked, and Yingying holds the waist, graceful and smooth.

Her thighs were straight and slender, and the tulle only covered twenty centimeters above her knees.

The secret garden will come out, full of mystery.

Barefoot and no socks, the transparent toes are full of flexibility.

Yuzao Fox shakes her waist, dances lightly in her neon clothes, her eyes turn alluring, and her figure is enchanting.

Fragrant sweat drips on the fair skin, smooth and soft, and bursts of body fragrance linger in the courtyard of the shrine.

This kind of dance is so charming that it almost writes down all the beautiful things about women in the world.

"It's so beautiful!" Even Asakura Saori and the others were attracted by this amazingly beautiful dance.

At some point, the girls all stood up, their eyes fixed on the pure and charming figure in the center.

"How wonderful it would be if I had such a figure and dancing posture!"

Except for Ning Ningqin, the other girls all thought the same way.

"Good, really good."

Yu Zhongming praised twice, and pulled out the inscription knife again, Bai Wugou.

Holding the sword in one hand, he walked out of the low flat table and stood beside Yuzao Fox.

He said in his mouth:

"You offer a dance, and I will offer a sword technique. Sword dance needs to be taught by a special master, but I have never learned it."