"Something doesn't seem right."

The moment the person on the stage held the sword, Azhe felt that the surrounding atmosphere was a bit strange, but he did not say it out loud, thinking it was his own imagination.

But as the candlelight around them shimmered more and more, everyone could hardly hold back any longer, and some even stood up from their chairs.

This man obviously had a very beautiful smile, but his smile was indeed like the smile of an evil spirit.

"Wait, wait a minute, I think, I feel something is wrong..." He said at a loss.

When he said this, he didn't even dare to say it loudly. He could only squeeze it out from his throat. An invisible pressure spread throughout the space, making him feel that his heart was beating wildly.

I am afraid that people with better martial arts will feel this feeling more deeply. It is a feeling that the hair on the whole body stands on end.

Anyone who knows martial arts can feel the extremely oppressive atmosphere in the venue, and different people feel it differently.

At the table like Lu Liusheng and the others, several people were nervous and their hands were sweating, as if someone had picked up their hearts. The other table looked like they should be people who had just entered the world.

Not so nervous.

As for the owner of the restaurant, he was still observing with some confusion why the candle flickered suddenly.

"We all know this better than you." Azhe also squeezed out this sentence from his throat. He glanced at the people who were now running secretly towards the door, and stopped those who had the same idea.

"You can't run away. You must stay here. If you run away, something will happen."

"Something happened? What happened?"

As soon as I finished asking, I saw that the two people who had escaped in the first place had already fled outside the building. It was raining outside, and these two people seemed to be ignoring them and just wanted to rush forward.

At this time, a gust of wind blew over. This evil wind came very suddenly. With a sharp sound, the two red lanterns hanging on the beams outside to illuminate the steps outside suddenly went out together.

The path where you could still vaguely see some light just now suddenly became pitch black, and you couldn't see anything around anymore. Only the boundless rain curtain separated the darkness outside from the brilliant lights in the house.

Two sounds that seemed to be screams suddenly appeared in the rain that was like beads outside.

It's just that this sound was obscured by the sound of rain, so it was impossible to tell whether it was real or just an illusory sound in my ears.

The man holding the sword on the stage acted as if none of the strange phenomena around him had happened, and was still looking at everyone with a half-smile.

He looked at Ah Zhe in shock. Ah Zhe continued to speak from his throat. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see his mouth moving.

"No matter what, don't run away and stick to reading."

Ah Zhe said this sentence almost in ventriloquism.

Inexplicably, he felt that Ah Zhe was too familiar with the person on the stage, but at the moment, he had no way to ask Ah Zhe what was going on, so he could only hold on and watch.

After what happened just now, all the smart people present now knew not to run out casually, so they could only pretend to be calm and sit on their chairs to watch.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue was extremely harmonious. No one could tell that before a stick of incense, the group of people were thinking like dogs swishing around. They were sitting very seriously. People who didn't know better thought they were watching.

What is a world classic drama...

Just when most people turned their eyes, the candle's flame suddenly stopped flickering and stabilized again. But I don't know if it was an illusion, but some people always felt that the candle's flame seemed to be darker than before.

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In this depressing atmosphere, many people looked at the man on the stage. His face wearing a devil mask actually had an indescribable flavor in this atmosphere.

The faces of the evil ghost and the beauty are intertwined, like a nightmare and a beautiful dream intertwined. But no matter which face, there is an indescribable sense of oppression.

To be honest, not everyone can calm down and enjoy dance music now, but Lu Liusheng still forced himself to calm down. Anyway, he is a very open-minded person. At this time, there is probably nothing to do except watch dancing.

He actually wanted to know who the person opposite was, because in his opinion, this person's martial arts skills were definitely not low. Just talking about the flickering candlelight around him just now, it was because of the murderous aura and sword on that person.

Caused by anger.

Lu Liusheng dared to say that no one who had used the sword for decades could easily do this. Moreover, this man could control the sword energy freely. Ordinary people would not even be aware of the danger.

In his opinion, the people in the audience who are having the most difficult time right now should be the people on the first floor who laughed the most joyfully just now.

The table of men on the first floor who had been provocative just now were as frozen as statues.

Even at the beginning when many people around felt murderous intent and wanted to run away, everyone at this table was sitting upright. Lu Liusheng especially wanted to see if he could hit it with a small hammer.

Knock them into pieces.

Lu Liusheng couldn't see the expression of the person who laughed the loudest just now, but the person facing him could still see clearly from Lu Liusheng's perspective.

The man's eyes were wide open, he didn't blink for a long time, and his breathing was extremely rapid and loud. He looked like a drowning person.

Lu Liusheng didn't dare to think about what it would be like to sit there nearby. At this moment, he felt an indescribable feeling of schadenfreude in his heart.

Wait, this is not good.

So the question goes back to the one at the beginning, why would a person with such strong martial arts commit himself to such a place and then come up to dance?

The man's sword drew an arc in the air, and the arc was particularly beautiful. If the man was holding a flower in his hand at this moment, the scene in front of him would definitely be intoxicating.

But what he is holding now is a sword.

Now Lu Liusheng gradually understood what A Zhe meant when he told them not to move.

Do you want to sit here and read it?

Under the low light, "she" seemed to be automatically illuminated with a layer of soft light. This layer of soft light made "she" look more dreamy.

The vases, antiques, and hanging famous calligraphy and paintings all around seemed to have disappeared, because the only light source in the room at this time was the stage, so everyone's eyes were only focused there.

At this time, it seemed that this place was no longer a restaurant, but an empty place, with only a high-rise platform in the center of the place.

The person on the stage made a small movement with his sword. When using the flower, he could only see the petals shaking slightly, but at this moment, there was some commotion here.

Everyone knows that a sword is a very sharp thing, so if a sword can be used to express any soft feeling, it should not depend on the sword itself, but on the person using the sword.

Just now many people wanted to have two legs and run as fast as possible, but as time went by, everyone except the table on the first floor gradually became quiet.

This kind of quietness was like contagion, gradually spreading throughout the restaurant.

Everyone involuntarily stopped their steps and hand movements and looked towards the stage.

First, everyone has found that there is no other option but to sit down and watch. Second, the people on the stage have amazing charm.

As long as you see it for the first time, you can feel the beauty that hits the depths of your heart, as if there is a painting that you have been looking for for a long time but can't find, and it is filled in the picture at this moment.

The reason why people who were still feeling scared just now calmed down must be because everything in front of them was so shocking.

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Hua Rongyue is a person with a good aesthetic level, otherwise she would not have single-handedly persuaded Mr. Yi to dress up like her.

Although Boss Yi's aesthetics are somewhat unique, some things that conform to the most basic human aesthetics can still catch her eye.

And the beauty in this world that can make people deeply immersed in nothing depends on layout, color, contrast, or even a person's posture or a subtle movement, each of which can express a specific atmosphere and combine that.

Something that brings the atmosphere to its peak.

——Under the dim light, the long black hair, blood-red lips, and complicated and strange patterns of the person on the stage formed a picture that can be engraved in the heart of the heart on that pale face.

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Every part seems indispensable, just like every one of his movements is indispensable.

Lu Liusheng knew that this man's martial arts was very powerful, even terrifying, so he tried to carefully observe and analyze his movements countless times.

But every time he wanted to do this, his attention couldn't last more than a few seconds before he was interrupted.

It wasn't anyone or anything that interrupted him - it was just the fact that the person in front of him was so stunningly beautiful.

He knew that everything about this man was based on a kind of swordsmanship, but the integrated beauty had completely overshadowed his thoughts that he wanted to analyze.

Hmm... This person has specially trained "her" swordsmanship so that others can't tell where "she" came from, Lu Liusheng thought.

This can indeed avoid a lot of trouble, but there may be another guess... "She" does this just so as not to affect the effect of the sword dance...

The thoughts in Lu Liusheng's mind were a bit chaotic, but when the pictures in front of them were so beautiful that they shocked the soul, it was difficult for people to think rationally.

When he tried to analyze it carefully, he always felt that his distraction at this time would miss a little bit of the picture and slow down his eyes, so he had to abandon the thoughts in his head and continue to think.

The person in front of me dances.

His thoughts were like being forced onto a high-speed . He could only follow up and down, ups and downs. At this moment, his thoughts may no longer be under his own control. They were all controlled by another person.

Caught in hand.

- It's scary, right?

Yes.

——But it’s also beautiful, right?

Just like the person in front of them, everyone knows that "she" is particularly scary, but no one can still look away.

Everything in front of me is like a moving painting, and the picture records the most beautiful scene in the world.

But now someone has extended its time infinitely.

"This is really..." He said something to himself, but suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking. In fact, even he himself may not know what he just said.

In the silence, only that person danced alone.

"Her" sword follows "her" wrist as she pleases, occasionally stopping and looking in a certain direction, as if she is watching something faintly. However, every time "she" pauses, it seems that it can cause

A group of people marveled.
Chapter completed!