MTL - The World of the Pirate Consort-Chapter 48

Yue Leyin lifted, and Le Su jumped lightly, like a flying butterfly, lightly falling in the open space, his body bent, but his hands were raised high, pointing to the shape of an orchid in the air.

Click, jump, spin, dance ...

The wavy sleeves fluttered, and the skirt was curled.

I have no words to describe this beauty. If she is not a woman on earth, she seems to be a butterfly, sometimes fluttering her wings and flying, sometimes dancing in the flowers, and sometimes stopping in honey. The dancing posture is bewildering and beautiful, which makes the viewer upset.

The onlookers all forgot about themselves, all could not help but stare at this dream dance, listening to the nine heavenly fairy songs.

When the dance ended, everyone could not return to God for a long time.

Combing up Shuangmei's green plum, she shouted in a clear voice: "Miss sons, if you feel that dancing is in the eye and Yueqing is in the heart, please hold a field."

Everyone heard the words and drew money, only to hear a rush, the ground was densely covered with copper plates and broken silver.

"Lemei, Wumei, another one!" Someone shouted from the crowd.

Music sounded up again, smiled lightly, and danced.

Linjiang Building on the second floor.

Yan Ye's smoke-free splendid suit stood on the side of the window, looking out the window through the half-open window.

Outside the lake is the misty lake water, with round lotus leaves floating in the water, and white lotus flowers dotted on the lake. The wind is moving, white lotus is swaying, just like a beautiful woman dancing in the wind.

I thought of dancing, and in the night without smoke, the figure dancing that night suddenly flashed, graceful, light and elegant.

Yan Ye's smokeless lips evoked a self-deprecating smile, how he thought of her. He and the cruel girl are now irrelevant. Why would she remember her?

He lifted his head, drank the glass of wine, and let the slightly hot taste slide down his throat, pressing down and losing his heart.

For a while, the clear music sounded from where it came from, as if it were natural and melodious. A faint smile flashed into the sharp eyes of Ye Wuyan.

"Jintang, can you hear the sound of the piano?" Ye Wuyan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked softly.

"Master, this Linjiang Tower is everywhere, naturally you heard it." Jintang said.

"My king refers to the outside." At night there is no smoke tunnel, squinting inadvertently.

The tunes coming from the squall wind are elegant and beautiful, just like nature. Fuqin people are masters. It seems that this emperor can not help but prosper, even more talented.

He sighed quite gratefully.

"Have you heard of it? There are two entertainers in the street, a man can play the Tianxian Fairy, and a woman dances in a stunning dance. The beautiful dancer, the girl in the Rouge Tower, is also unreachable." A man at the table whispered to his companion.

The companion heard the words and hurriedly followed the man to watch.

Yan Ye heard the smoke without a smoke, held a wine bottle, smiled slightly.

Jing Honghong dance? !!

In front of his eyes, the fluttering beautiful shadow appeared again. Could it be said that someone is worthy of the words "Jing Hong Jue Wu"?

He turned around and placed the wine in his hand on the table, got up and walked out.

Evening photos of the setting sun reddened the entire street. The streets were quiet. At this time, it was always when people came and went. The silence at this time was a little weird.

Yan Ye looked up smokeless the next night and saw that the street was full of pedestrians. It seemed that all the people on the street had run there. He smiled with interest and walked slowly there. Standing outside the crowd, through the seams, I saw a plain figure who was dancing lightly.

He heard only a small turn from Leyin, the woman suddenly leaned back, and her flexible waist seemed to bend into a hanging moon. The bow swayed gently, her hair suddenly spread out, and the ink like a stream of ink cascading down, she suddenly turned around, her hair fluttered, and with her body gently rotated, like a light lotus.

Yan Ye no-smoke with a calm smile, but after seeing the woman's face clearly, a pair of dark eyes became negligent and deepened.

I was actually her!

Hagiwara thought that she would be kicked out of the house, and she would never be involved in the slightest. But he didn't want to be at this time. After seeing her face clearly, his heart suddenly stagnated, and then he jumped uncontrollably in his chest.

女人 This woman, instead of returning to her Hou Fu, went to the street to perform. Moreover, a handsome man was also playing music for her.

"Jintang!" Ye Wuyan said in a cold voice, two torches burning in the dark black eyes, shining with complex and incomprehensible light.

Mr. Xi Jin leaned over and whispered in his ear without smoke at night.

After a brief moment, Mr. Jin said, "Master, this doesn't seem right."

"Come on!" Ye Wuyan looked at him coldly, no matter what was right or wrong.

Mr. Xun Jin nodded, and hurriedly led away.

Music is 酣, dance is thick. The dancing figure brings a fairy-like atmosphere.

Everyone was fascinated by it. At this moment, from outside the crowd, several men in black with swords and swords suddenly jumped in. As soon as they jumped into the circle, they waved their swords and played shadows of swords and swords in the air.

The crowd watching screamed in astonishment, spreading their heads. For a moment, it disappeared. Just before the bustling street was empty.

Xun Zi lost sight of it, and held a sword in front of him.

The few men in black didn't take any action. One of the men in black said coldly, "Who will allow you to do business here? I won't leave quickly, or the sword in my hand is not forgiving."

He had no energy and danced a few songs, and was a little tired. Looking at the broken silver on the ground is enough for them to maintain it for some time. There is no need to get through with these people, then wipe off the fine sweat on his forehead, and nodded towards Mo Xunhuan.

"Let's leave now!" Seser said coldly, and ordered Qingmei and Zi Mi to pick up the broken silver underground.

"Hurry off, if you let me see you in the street in the future, don't blame me." The man in black said coldly.

I thought that it was the people in the music square or the green house to make trouble, because after all, they were doing business here, which would damage their business to some extent. At this moment I saw them saying that they should even take care of jumping elsewhere. A little annoyed in his heart, he said coldly, "Will we jump to other places and you also care?"

"Yes, don't let me see you dancing!" The man in black said unreasonably.

He sneered angrily, who is this and how so unreasonable. He looked up, glanced at the corner of the street inadvertently, and saw a man standing there quietly, in a splendid suit, with high beams of hair, and starry moon.

He is the smokeless king of Ye Wang.

I saw him, and then looked at the man who pointed her at her, and her heart became clear.

Hagiwara thought that it was troubled by people sent by Music Square, but he never expected that it was smokeless at night, and a sudden surge of anger in his heart.

He has kicked her out of the palace, and now she has nothing to do with him. Why should he care for her?

She smiled coldly, her clear eyes shining brightly in the sun, and she went straight to the night without smoke.

Ye Ye saw smokelessly coming to him with his arms around his chest, Fengyan's eyes narrowed, his eyes staring at her coldly.

"Jiang Seser, is this how you seduce a man?" Ye Wuyan said coldly, his voice full of mockery.

His words raised his eyebrows indignantly, but when she saw the mocking smile on the corner of his lips, she pressed down her anger and burst out an evil sweet smile. The smile was so charming under the last rays of sunset.

"Yes, what am I trying to seduce a man here? Could it be that you, the King of Kings, are you tempted?" Her voice was soft and soft, like clouds floating in the air, soft and soft. Not interested in."

He shook his head, tearing a piece of white gauze in his hand in half. The cold eyes light from the broken veil, the cold condensation looks at the smokeless night.

Suddenly without smoke for a night, watching her sweet and sweet smile, her heart suddenly stagnated. He squinted, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and his voice said coldly: "Jiang Seser, you can't be more affectionate, a vicious woman like you, I will never be interested in smokeless nights."

It was very cold and terrible when she talked about her.

His words, colder and more extinct.

He whispered and laughed softly.

"It's really good, please ask King 璿 not to stop us from dancing in the future." Said sneer, sneer and walked by the smokeless body at night. The slender figure blended in the sunset, beautiful and alienated.

Ye Ye looked at her blurred figure without a smoke, and there was a fascination between her eyebrows.

"Master, there is news in the house, the princess has just woke up!" General Manager Jin whispered.

Suddenly, he heard a word without smoke, and said softly, "Okay, my king will go back now." After saying a word, he finally turned around and looked away.

Seirui returned to the dancing ground, Qing Mei had already packed the broken silver on the ground, Mo Xunhuan still fiddled with the strings quietly, with a faint look.

"It turns out that you are the king's concubine ?!" he asked lightly.

Artlessly chuckled: "Yes, we had a relationship at Wang Sun's feast." On the day, Arthur was a banquet with strong makeup, and even Feng Nuan did not recognize her. Mo Xunhuan should not recognize her.

Mo Moxun smiled, seemingly indifferent to what he was.

Suddenly the two were talking. Su Se suddenly realized that something was wrong, and saw on the eaves on both sides of the street suddenly a few tall men.

一 As soon as they showed up, they didn't say a word and ran to where they both stood.

These men were wearing strange clothes and holding big knives in their hands. Before reaching them, they slashed at Mo Xunhuan with their big knives.

Their swordsmanship is extremely sharp, and the street is instantly filled with sparkling knife shadows.

He was shocked and sensitively aware that this was a real assassination. Just now, a few people in black sent by Ye Wuyan, but scared them without intention of killing. Now these people apparently came with a strong intention to kill.

As soon as he waved his sleeves, numerous secret devices popped up, and Han Mang flew towards the lights of the few men. However, because of insufficient skill, they were all dropped to the ground by the blades.

In order to practise new skills, last night, half of the remaining skills have been abandoned by Zi Mi. Today, she is already a person without the slightest internal force, and she can't help but feel a little nervous.

I have never been so embarrassed. If the skill is still there, why fear these people.