Be a heartthrob in Lao Gong's love letter [Wear the book]

"Today's good banquet, Miss Furong will definitely satisfy you all." As soon as the woman finished speaking, all the guests were startled.I saw the rain of flowers falling out of thin air above the main hall, flying like goose feathers and heavy snow, beautiful and magnificent.

The sound of clank and clang comes from the stage, subtle and long, sometimes like human speech, sometimes like a spring, sometimes like beads falling on a jade plate.

Several dancers with graceful figures came out from behind the screen, stepping on small steps, with hibiscus buns in their hair, golden steps on their temples, and a thin pink skirt fluttering in the wind.

The fluttering petals in front of her eyes blurred Ah Hao's vision, and she vaguely saw the woman in peach clothes smiling at her.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the peach-clothed woman had disappeared in place.

At this moment, the originally melodious piano sound suddenly became exciting!The dancers seemed to have heard the order, raised their slender hands high, and danced as if...

One of the veiled dancers stands in the center, and the raised sleeves are like hibiscus flowers with thin petals, layered on top of each other, which is very beautiful.

The swirling and falling petals seem to respond to the dance music, surrounding the dancers in twos and threes, fluttering and lingering with their movements.

The dancing girl in the center kicked her feet and jumped up!Relying on the petals in the air, she came to the stage and danced lightly.

"It's Furong!" Someone shouted excitedly.

"Hibiscus!"

"Miss Furong!"

The surroundings became restless as if in response.

Ah Hao opened his mouth, and was so amazed by the song Yiwu that he couldn't say a word.

She stared at the dancer without blinking.

Hibiscus...?

is her?

But...why can't I feel any familiar aura... from her body...?

Those numb and slack eyes no longer had the slightest agility.Even if she is dancing lightly, the whole person is like a puppet controlled by someone...

Ah Hao took a deep breath while holding her forehead, frowning tightly. She was trying her best to get rid of this weird and terrifying thought.

Yan Zhao on the side tensed all over, pushed away the boy in his arms, stood up slightly, with an excited look on his face.

The strong demonic aura about this dancer...is that hibiscus flower demon.

At this time, everyone has already been immersed in this exquisite music, piano and dance.The more you look at the person intently, the hotter the body/body will be.

Not long after, the hall was full of mouths.

The screams are even more endless.

Ah Hao's face looks like a dish, and she no longer has the heart to appreciate it.Three steps and two steps towards the dancing "Furong".

But before her hand touched her sleeve, a sharp sword passed across her head and stabbed straight at the person in front of her!

"Fu Rong"'s footsteps did not change, following the rhythm of the piano sound, she quickly changed into another movement!Just out of the way of the sword!

Immediately, she waved her plain hand, and a white silk flew out from her sleeve to wrap around the hilt of the sword, and flung it in the direction of Ah Hao!

"!" Ah Hao was caught off guard by the speed of the flying sword, and had to kneel on the ground suddenly!

Ah Hao's eyes widened in astonishment, the sharp tenacity cut off her hair!

The few dancers who were still dancing on the stage looked terrified, and jumped off the stage one after another!The silver light in the sleeves shone slightly, and dense needles flew out from their sleeves!

"The Guige's method of hiding evil spirits is really powerful!" Yan Zhao snorted coldly, put his fingers together, and took out a porcelain bottle from the storage bag at his waist!

"I'd like to see whether your poisonous needles are stronger or my demon-receiving bottle is stronger!"

The bottle suddenly became bigger, and took all the flying poisonous needles into the belly of the bottle as if opening his mouth to inhale.

The dancers were stunned, and they all looked at "Furong".

I saw "Furong" holding her plain hand high, and the falling petals paused in the air, turning into sharp blades, stabbing Yan Zhao from all directions!

Yan Zhao originally wanted to use the same method to suppress "Fu Rong"'s move, but he didn't expect that his bottle was shattered by a clanging and rapid sound of the piano!

Fortunately, he recalled the spirit sword in time, used the sword energy to break the sharp blade's attack, and blocked them one by one!

His expression froze.The cultivation base of this qin player is probably above Jindan.And the momentum of this flower demon seems to be quite different from before...

"Fu Rong"'s pupils gradually turned red, and her whole body exuded a compelling aura.All of a sudden!Several vines crawled in from the outside of the pavilion like a dragon and a snake, and entangled the people who were having fun in the hall into green cocoons one by one!

Yan Zhao was startled and angry, the veins in the hand holding the sword hilt popped out!

This flower demon is sucking yang/jing? !

Ah Hao, who was standing there dumbfounded, also paled in astonishment. Seeing such a situation, he couldn't help being frightened into a cold sweat.

She fought back and forth, colliding with Ziqi who was behind her.

At this time, the sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and a beautiful boy came out from behind the screen.

The young man hugged the piano and smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

He turned towards Yan Zhao, his thin lips parted slightly:

"I'm getting drunk, and I'm waiting for your arrival."