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Chapter 335: Sword Dance

Zhao Ji was already bored, after all, he just deliberately wanted to cause some trouble for Lin Qingyang according to his sister's wishes. Hua Xiang suddenly died inexplicably. Although the temporary plan to change personal information would not be disappointed, it was boring to not see Lin Qingyang's complicated appearance. He shook the wine glass in his hand boredly, and lazily raised his eyelids to look over from a distance. At this glance, Zhao Ji's heart skipped a beat, as if a lightning bolt hit his head, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

After Yun Xiao was forcibly pushed out, she was standing in the center of the stage. The golden thread on her luxurious clothes could flash bright light particles in the night. The steps on her head swayed with the wind. She could actually hear the crisp and pleasant sound of bells. The sky lanterns flying around her were really beautiful.

The crowd of onlookers was in an uproar. Who is this? The courtesan in Guangmolou has been replaced?

Yun Xiao took a deep breath of tension and could see the dense crowds below from her perspective. This was the first time she encountered such a silly scene, and she stayed in place for a long time without moving.

Feng Jiuqing frowned, and the spiritual fire under his palm quietly jumped out, and instantly changed thousands of fire butterflies dancing around the stage. He dragged the butterfly with one finger and used a voice to hear it from afar: "Don't stand stupidly, it will be exposed."

Yun Xiao suddenly heard Feng Jiuqing's voice coming from his ears, and he walked slowly forward with a heart stride. The clothes were covered with more than a dozen layers inside and out. In addition, Yangchuan's climate was dry and hot, which made her dizzy. The little girls had told her that "don't step on the corner of the clothes" before. This sounded simple, but it was actually a bit difficult to do it. As expected, she slipped down after only a few steps. Seeing that she was about to fall to the right, she could only break the can and instantly slid. With her martial arts skills, she instantly flew up. Her toes gently shook and flew from the center to a wing.

The crowd of onlookers burst out with deafening cheers, and the previous doubts and dissatisfaction were wiped out. Feng Jiuqing was sweating behind him, and continued to control the fire butterflies to help dance, stirring up the atmosphere.

It has reached this point, and Yun Xiao has no way to retreat. In fact, from the moment she walked out, she clearly recognized Lin Qingyang from the audience. Wasn't that one of the eight generals who ambushed her outside the imperial capital before!

The man was also looking at her in confusion.

Xiao Qianye was already nervous and was covered in cold sweat on his palms and backs. He whispered to Feng Jiuqing beside him: "Qingyang has seen A Xiao."

"Well, it's okay." Although Feng Jiuqing responded casually, his eyes were actually wandering back and forth between Lin Qingyang and Zhao Ji, and suddenly said, "I see that the general's expression seems to be coerced. It may not be a bad thing to recognize him at this time."

Xiao Qianye was silent for a moment, worried and confused. He should indeed find a way to talk to Lin Qingyang alone. There must be something unspeakable about it, otherwise he would not have done such an incredible behavior!

Feng Jiuqing thought for a while and continued to drag the butterfly away and said, "Xiao'er, find a way to let Lin Qingyang take you away alone."

Yun Xiao didn't know what Feng Jiuqing said at this time, but now she was unable to ride a tiger and could only cooperate with the scene first. Her left hand was repeatedly clasped and loosened in her wide sleeves. She had been trying to open the gap in her palm to take out the two swords. Finally, she could vaguely feel the power of ice and snow that was slightly swollen in her palm. When her fingertips touched the cold long sword, Yun Xiao was delighted. Unexpectedly, in a hurry, she could actually successfully open the gap and take out Feng Xuehongmei, one of the two swords!

As soon as the sword came out, the surrounding scenery changed. Jingcheng, located in the desert, blew a bitter storm of snow for no reason. Just as everyone was surprised to reach out and tried to catch the falling snowflakes, there were red plums in front of them, and the faint fragrance was leisurely.

In order not to be recognized, he used Kunlun's sword technique, Yun Xiao only used the most basic sword styles this time. Most of the women in Jingcheng are good at singing and dancing. Suddenly, a sword dance appeared, which was really eye-opening.

She danced with a sword on the platform, carrying the strange wind and snow, the red plum scenery, and countless fire butterflies dancing together. For a moment, the entire Jingcheng was attracted. There were crowds of people in front of Guangmo Tower, and the cheers were deafening.

Aunt Quan was originally happy, but she didn't expect that the little girl who was dragging her to save the scene temporarily was really capable. When she looked at the expressions of the two people beside her, Zhao Ji's eyes were wide open, her mouth was wide and she looked shocked. Her saliva was almost dripping. Aunt Quan felt a little relieved, thinking that this level had been barely passed and she didn't offend anyone. After a while, Zhao Ji's eyes turned to Aunt Quan and smiled in disbelief: "When did Aunt Quan hide her treasure? Why didn't she take it out earlier? Didn't you deliberately make me feel uncomfortable?"

"Hehe, I got it just now, otherwise how could I dare to hide it from you?" Aunt Quan laughed and complained in her heart. She thought she could finally buy a treasure from a human trafficker this time, but if Zhao Ji took a fancy to her and forced her to ask for someone, she couldn't say it wouldn't work!

"Hmph." Zhao Ji snorted coldly in his nose with disdain, rubbed his hands unconsciously, and a strong desire surged in his heart. However, when he thought of his sister's instructions, he could only beat his forehead hard with annoyance. In an upset, he drank three glasses of wine. Then he pushed Lin Qingyang next to him with his elbows and said sarcastically: "General Lin is so lucky, he will be able to hug the beauty immediately."

Lin Qingyang looked at the woman on the stage not far away in a daze. He was shocked for a long time and didn't react. Zhao Ji was talking to him. What's going on? This woman looks familiar. Isn't this the Yun Xiao who was ordered to ambush in the Imperial Capital not long ago?

Lin Qingyang did not dare to confirm that he and Yun Xiao had only one meeting. He had seen his immediate boss gently holding her hand and slowly walking down from the ship of Xingluo Lake. He must be a person who is extremely important to the young master. After that, they should have left Feiyuan and returned to Kunlun Mountain in the Central Plains. How could he appear in Guangmo Tower at this time and become the courtesan here to dance for him?

Do they really just look like each other? But why does he feel that this is the same person the more he looks at it?

Seeing him as if he was stunned, Zhao Ji grimaced and grimaced, and mocked: "The hero was sad to pass the beauty. General Lin is still a man after all. When he saw such a beauty, he forgot his wife and children?"

Lin Qingyang was called back to his consciousness by one sentence, and a sharp edge flashed in his eyes. Zhao Ji looked at his expression happily, shook the wine glass in his hand toast again. I don’t know if he suddenly felt unwilling to accept it, and hooked his shoulder without any restraint and muttered: “General Lin, we are actually not wronged or revenge. It’s just that the military cabinet has been professing aloofness in recent years and offended many people. Now, the tree suddenly fell and the money scattered. Some people who have been bullied by you for a long time can’t help but want to find something. You should do what they ask. I promise that your wife and children will be safe in a few days, but now... can you discuss something?"

Speaking of his wife and children who are still missing, Lin Qingyang finally crushed the wine glass in his hand with a crackling sound, letting the slags pierce the flesh and blood, gritting his teeth without saying a word. Zhao Ji quickly snatched a handkerchief from Aunt Quan without any care and handed it to him to wipe his blood. He lowered his voice and continued: "I said that as long as you can invite Miss Guangmolou to spend the spring night with you in front of the whole city, he will release your wife, and make sure that a single hair is indispensable. So you just need to let others know that you do what he wants. As for spending spring night with you... Hehe, I can do it for you, so that the honorable lady will not be sad, right?"

While talking, Zhao Ji couldn't help but turn his straight eyes to Yun Xiao on the stage, his eyes shining brightly, and he wished he could take it away and take it for himself now. Lin Qingyang naturally knew Zhao Ji's little thoughts and asked in a low voice: "Zhao Ji, what happened to Hua Qing?"

"Huh?" Zhao Ji dragged his tone, looked at him slantedly, poked him with his arm, and said disdainfully, "It's dead, just before the performance started, I fell down the stairs and died. General Lin should not think of her anymore. Isn't this much more beautiful than Hua Lin?"

"Xi... Miss Hua is dead?" Lin Qingyang suddenly left, obviously his emotions were violently impacted, and even his expression became sad. Zhao Ji looked at him with interest, remembering that his sister asked him to spend the spring night with Hua Xi from Guangmolou. He smiled provocatively and said with a deliberate smile: "I heard that Miss Hua Xi and General Lin were old acquaintances. It seemed that they met him when they were very young. What was his name... a childhood sweetheart?"

Lin Qingyang didn't want to talk about the past with such a gangster. Zhao Ji just thought for a few minutes and immediately lost interest. At this moment, his mind was all attracted by Yun Xiao. He stared at the peerless beauty on the stage without turning around, and his mind was full of thoughts.

"Wife and children... old acquaintance?" A fire butterfly flew in Feng Jiuqing's ears. He was quietly passing the words from Zhao Ji to them. He and Xiao Qianye exchanged their expressions tacitly, and they already understood most of them.

Yun Xiao was wearing more than ten layers of clothes and sword danced on the platform. However, it was so hot that she could breathe. Those complex and luxurious clothes could withstand her up and down movements. After the belt was loose and fell off, the outer clothes were bulging up by the strong wind. The tourists who were already excited saw the courtesan's clothes being opened accidentally and immediately shouted. Yun Xiao lowered her head and pretended to be shy for a while. The gap under her palm opened again and took back the wind and snow red plums. The moment the illusion came, the noise in the audience suddenly became quiet. Just as everyone was watching, she grabbed her shoulders and pulled them hard, and threw them down from the sky!

After a few seconds of silence, she replaced it with a more fanatical cry, and the applause was thundering, like an uncontrollable carnival. She first threw down all the dozen clothes wrapped in her from the sky, then took off her head and continued to throw them away. In the end, only the long skirt she had at the beginning was left. Because she was pulled and forced to save the scene, the white long skirt that she had no time to change was still torn. She could see her snow-white skin, her long black hair drooped to her waist, and she was so beautiful that she could instantly transform from a bright courtesan to a fairy who fell into the mortal world, floating gently against the wind of Jingcheng.

Feng Jiuqing looked at this scene awkwardly, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, and inexplicably turned her head to look at Xiao Qianye, who was blushing beside her. He was also staring at Yun Xiao without hesitation, clenching his fists unconsciously. Feng Jiuqing frowned for no reason and immediately said sternly: "Why are you watching so vigorously? You shouldn't forget everything, right?"

Xiao Qianye's face changed, and he knew that he had lost his attitude and refused to refute.
Chapter completed!
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