Everyone except me knows that I'm a broken sleeve

There are many high-rise buildings on both sides of the street, Qionglou Yuyu, thousands of bright lights, corridors with unadorned waists, and high eaves and teeth.The bustling crowd came one after another, yelling and laughing, and the whole Jiangnan seemed to be lit overnight, and it was extremely lively and busy.

The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers almost permeated the whole street, and Jinghongwu’s chariots and horses marched slowly. The cloud chariots and horses were solemn and solemn, as if the palace in the sky had descended from the world. Dare to come out.

The moon in the sky is cold and faint, like a crystal-clear jade plate made of ice, making people want to explore whether the Moon Palace Chang'e inside is also leaning on the railing, looking at the bustle of the south of the Yangtze River and the shrine palace that does not belong to the mortal world.

Gu Xiaoyong was wearing a mask, holding a bell in his hand, and was dancing the extremely complicated and cumbersome Jinghong Dance slowly and firmly.

His palms and back were already drenched with sweat. Fortunately, the light golden sacrificial robe on his body was thick enough, and with the cover of the surrounding curtains, it was difficult for outsiders to see his slightly trembling body covered by the heavy and solemn dance. and the constant flow of sweat.

The decoration on the top of the head is too heavy, the clothes on the body are too thick, but there are no shoes on the feet, only two golden jade rings around the ankles. The originally cold jade rings are warmed by the temperature of the skin, and they feel faintly warm to the touch.The toes had been rubbed red, and the pain came over and over again, and the pain made people grin their teeth.

Gu Xiaoyong relied on himself wearing a mask so that others could not see clearly, the expressions on his feet were so colorful.For a while, he scolded the girls who asked him to play, and for a while, he felt sorry for his worn-out feet with a mournful face, and he couldn't help feeling sorry for those girls when he jumped behind.

He, a strong and strong man, was too tired to dance for such a long time, but those delicate women passed like this every night, and I don't know how they persisted.

In fact, the Jinghong Dance that Miss Yunyue was going to dance was indeed as the rumors said. She was wearing a gauze dress with very little fabric, and accompanied by all kinds of gorgeous and delicate music, many women stood on the high platform and wandered through the street.

It's just that after experiencing the Luoxia incident, Gu Xiaoyong is not willing to let these kind-hearted women be looked down upon with contempt and contempt by those people who are versatile and stunningly talented.

We are all human, but different backgrounds make you a lady in a wealthy family, and they become prostitutes in a brothel.If you really pull someone out at random, they may not really be inferior to your talent.

It is very solemn and sacred to dance the ancient Jinghong Dance.If this dance is spread, the guests who come to the building in the future will have to weigh whether they are qualified enough if they want to do something outrageous.

Gu Xiaoyong has traveled all over the world for many years, and he has seen many strange people and strange things.When he traveled to a small village in southern Xinjiang, he found that there still remained the traditional custom of offering sacrifices to the ancestors with the ancient Jinghong dance. She is attracted, and Yu Yu is also intoxicated by her.

The dance was taught to him by the priestess, with earnest and gentle words.

"Our place is too small, I'm afraid no one will recognize it in the future.Help me take it out and show it to people outside. 』

"People, after all, you have to use something to communicate with your beliefs, don't you? 』

At first when Gu Xiaoyong proposed to dance for sacrificial rituals, the girls in the building didn't quite agree.They have been rehearsing the original dance for nearly a month, how can they just change it?In addition, Miss Yunyue, the main dancer, is really not in good health, and she is already very tired from practicing the original dance.

Gu Xiaoyong went out casually and picked a flower branch and came back, and danced this dance under the eager eyes of all the girls.

The old procuress Ming Yingyan's eyes lit up, and she immediately made a decision to dance this real startling dance.

They were intensively rehearsing the new dance, until Gu Xiaoyong went to check the situation this morning, and found that Miss Yunyue had accidentally crooked her foot and it was so swollen that she couldn't play no matter what.

Ming Yingyan was so anxious that her mouth was blistered, she turned left and right: "What should I do!That one has to come and see for himself, don't even want the head who messed up our entire building! 』

Gu Xiaoyong knew that the person she was talking about was the emperor Qi, the emperor who had passed away, but he didn't care much about it.

At this time, Emperor Qi might not even be able to coax his queen in time. Although it is true that he sent someone to call the first floor of the world to prepare for the street dance, but who really has the mood to see how well you dance?

Just as Gu Xiaoyong was about to say that he could just pull any girl up to make do with it, since no one would be able to tell if he was wearing a mask, all the girls who were huddled in the corner and whispering came together, their big eyes staring at him eagerly .

Gu Xiaoyong: "........."

Sitting behind him, Yu Xueyuan stopped him with a soft voice, thought of something, shut his mouth and stopped talking.Just staring at him with a gentle look, looking very beautiful and understanding.

When he came out after putting on makeup and putting on all the accessories, all the girls covered their mouths with astonishment, only Yu Xueyuan avoided his gaze lightly, and he didn't know whether he wanted to laugh at him or couldn't bear to look at his appearance.She also deliberately took a mask and put it on his face, as if she disliked him for being too ugly.

Tch, a straight man who doesn't understand appreciation.

Gu Xiaoyong was so angry that he gave the other party a white look with resentment, but he didn't take off his mask to be annoying, and found a quiet place to rest by himself.

The moon changed its position unknowingly, and it was already the end of Haishi, but the pedestrians on the road did not intend to go back to rest at all. Instead, they gathered more and more, and all stretched their necks to look towards Xiangche.

The parade team was almost unable to move an inch, Gu Xiaoyong was drenched in sweat, and the crystal clear sweat hit the soft white velvet blanket one by one, making large and small pits.

His hand holding the bell was trembling uncontrollably, the bell was wet with sweat and felt slippery to the touch, Gu Xiaoyong was afraid that he would accidentally throw the bell out.

That stinky rascal in Luo Yinchuan should really thank Lao Tzu for his efforts.

Gu Xiaoyong thought angrily.

If Ming Yingyan hadn't generously tore up the bill and the unequal treaty stamped with Luo Yinchuan's seal, he wouldn't have agreed to their request to help them dance so easily.

Yu Xueyuan saw the young man's slightly trembling body from a distance. He had excellent eyesight, so he naturally found the other's sweat-soaked clothes.

Young Master Xueyi frowned slightly.

Ying Er beside him immediately winked at several people in the crowd.

The few people nodded, calmly dispersed the crowd surrounding the carriage and horse team, and made room for the carriage to move on.

The team that had been stagnant for a long time finally continued to move, at a much faster speed than before.

Gu Xiaoyong quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Yu Xueyuan frowned more and more tightly, and at a certain moment, he suddenly whispered: "Shadow Two!"

Ying Er was startled, before he could turn his head, his body suddenly rushed towards the young man in the carriage.

Before he understood what happened, he saw another figure that was faster than him, approaching the carriage like a galloping cheetah, and blocked something with a straight sword.

"clang--!"

The cold blade collided violently with the sharp arrow shot from nowhere, and the friction produced some sparks that chilled people's hearts!The sharp arrow came so fast, if it shot into the unprepared young man's body, it would definitely hurt his muscles and bones.

The sound of the drums continued in an orderly manner, quickly covering up the discordant sound of weapons handing over, the movement of the young man in the carriage did not stop in the slightest, and it seemed that he hadn't noticed the sharp arrow that was approaching him.

Another sound of breaking through the sky came fiercely, followed by several people from the rivers and lakes with killing intent in their eyes. They held weapons and approached slowly through the bustling crowd.

Pei Mo blocked the second arrow again, the arrowhead of this arrow actually emitted a faint blue-purple light in the dim light, obviously poisoned.

Pei Mo's face turned cold.

Ying Er finally came to his senses, and chased after the sharp arrow in the direction it was coming from.

The people belonging to Yu Xueyuan obviously sensed that something was wrong, they pretended to be passers-by and clung closely to the horses and chariots of the parade, forming a confrontation with those people in the rivers and lakes who had murderous eyes.

"Ding--"

There was another bell sound that was not much different from the previous one in the carriage, but the drumming team behind them seemed to have received some signal. The drum beat suddenly became more and more intense, and the sound was more urgent than the rain in early summer.

War is imminent.

The two groups of people fought in the crowd in such a grandiose way, and other passers-by who didn't know the truth were pushed away from the center of the battle calmly. Seeing that the two sides were fighting fiercely, echoing the eager drums and silver bells, they thought it was a parade It was specially arranged, and everyone clapped their hands and applauded.

A martial artist scratched his head, wondering, "Why do I feel like they're really fighting?"

"What do you know?" The person next to him rolled his eyes, "This is obviously the envoys of the gods fighting against evil forces. It's only because their acting skills are too good, so you, a novice, can't see it."

"Oh, that's how it is!" The knight-errant also clapped his hands and cheered loudly.

The strength of this group of people is not weak, and the person at the head is even more ruthless and decisive, almost desperate to fight.In addition, there were more than one thief shooting arrows in the dark, and from time to time they would shoot sharp arrows at the young man in the carriage, making it impossible to guard against.

Rao Pei Mo, there is no way to quickly break this rigid situation of confrontation and fighting.

"Chi-!"

Another piercing sound came, Pei Mo was fighting with the leader, and his heart tightened when he heard the sound.Regardless of the sharp sword that the opponent swung at him fiercely, he turned around to block the arrow that pierced through the air.

"Zheng—" There was a clear sound of weapons colliding, Pei Mo stopped the arrow, and frowned, ready to be stabbed in the back.

But he heard a rapid exclamation from the person behind him, and the expected pain did not come.

Pei Mohan turned his head back with a grimace, his long bristling hair drew a neat arc in the air, he kicked the chest of the person behind him, and only after the person rolled to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood in pain did he slightly He raised his eyes.

——Straightforwardly, he met the young man in snow clothes who was sitting in a wheelchair in the distance.