At the foot of Yunzhu Mountain.
On the edge of a mountain cliff.
A woman in black robe stood alone, looking up at the full moon in the sky.
She was covered in a black robe, with a cold mask on her face. The mountain breeze blew, and the black robe made a sound, clinging to her body, showing her graceful curves.
It's just that the woman's body seems to be shrouded in a cold and gloomy atmosphere, and even the bright moonlight cannot illuminate her.
After a long time, she sighed slightly, but her voice was not the usual hoarse one, but gentle and soft.
The mountain wind blows through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves sway and make a rustling sound, like the sound of dancing music.
Aling seemed to have remembered something, her red lips under the mask pursed slightly, and her body began to twist slightly.
For a moment, her long hair was flying, her waist was swaying, and her feet were like ripples.
This dancing posture is not inferior to the dancing girls on Yunzhu Mountain, and is more charming and gentle than the Eastern nuns.
This dance finally dispelled the gloom she was feeling. The moonlight fell on her body, her dancing posture was graceful and her figure was like water.
It's a pity that this beautiful dance can only bloom alone in the cold.
After a while, the wind stopped and the dance subsided.
The fluttering black robe fell back on Aling's body, covering the undulating curves that caught a glimpse of her.
"Minglan, I'm sorry, I will let you die painlessly."
Aling stood quietly again, murmuring and looking at the full moon above her head.
"That's not okay."
At this time, Mo Sha walked out of the bamboo forest and applauded:
"Aling, I haven't seen you dance for a long time. Sure enough, except Yun Wu, no one in the world can compare with you."
A Ling's body tensed slightly, her voice became hoarse again, and she bowed to Mo Sha:
"Young Master, I will kill Si Minglan myself, okay?"
Mo Sha laughed, but his voice was cold: "Si Minglan is the twentieth on the beauty list. Of course I want to make such a great beauty into my corpse concubine! Ah Ling, you are overstepping your bounds!"
A Ling trembled, clenched her fists, and finally let go.
"Yes, young master, I was wrong."
Yunzhu Mountain.
Yunzhu Dance Festival.
Under everyone's surprised gaze, Si Minglan walked into the field.
"Third Senior Sister, can you dance?"
Fang Xue was surprised.
"Hey, vixen, don't pretend!"
The tassel was cut.
Qin Gengyun, Niantang and Mo Xiaolan also looked at her. Si Minglan looked around, exuding waves of charm, and giggled:
"I have been learning how to dance in Jiaofangsi since I was a child. Please see if I can catch my eyes when I dance like this."
She seemed to have changed back to the third senior sister who looked at her with a smoky eye on Xiyue Peak, and also back to the charming fairy who enchanted Qin Gengyun when she first met her in Yunling Town.
"Third Senior Sister?"
"Si Minglan?"
Amid everyone's puzzled gazes, the Yunzhu people cheered warmly.
Si Minglan looked around, her eyes blurred, charming and enchanting, her waist twisting like a peach swaying on a branch.
She suddenly raised her right leg, stood upright, touched the ground with one foot, and spun rapidly.
For a moment, her dress fluttered, her long hair danced, and her feet felt like ripples.
There were exclamations all around, and a series of infatuated eyes were cast on her. Si Minglan raised her snow-white neck, with layers of watery charm on her face.
Suddenly, she felt as if she had returned to the Jiaofang Division and turned into the official prostitute who only wanted to please men.
Then, the rotation stopped, and Si Minglan's movements changed from wild and charming to soft and graceful.
This is not the dance taught by Jiaofang Sizhong just to please men, but the dance taught to me by the second senior sister on Xiyue Peak.
Master Sang Yue rescued Si Minglan and brought her back to Xiyue Peak, but the master often retreated, and senior sister Ye Xiyue taught her skills on his behalf.
But Ye Xiyue was just passing on her skills and didn't care about Si Minglan at all.
At that time, Si Minglan was lonely, had low self-esteem, and had no friends on Xiyue Peak. She would always wake up from nightmares of being violated by men when she came back from her dreams at midnight.
Later, the second senior sister who was training outside came back.
Second Senior Sister was like a ray of sunshine shining into Si Minglan's cold and lonely life.
The second senior sister taught her swordsmanship, practiced with her, and taught her how to dance in her spare time.
Those years were Si Minglan's happiest time.
And now, the dance she dances is the "Wanrou Dance" of Second Senior Sister.
Senior Sister Wan, I will die soon, and maybe we will never meet again.
This is mine, the last dance.
"Third Senior Sister seems to be crying?"
Fang Xue watched Si Minglan dance gracefully, but could feel her sadness.
Qin Gengyun also saw Si Minglan's tears and couldn't help but sigh.
Although Si Minglan never showed any despair along the way, she only had a few months to live after all. Who could be calm and calm when facing her own death?
Amid a burst of exclamations, Si Minglan finished her dance.
Yunzhu people are good at singing and dancing. When they saw her dancing so well, they all gathered around to praise her. Several bold men even invited her to dance with her.
Si Minglan declined with a smile and silently sat back in her seat. Ye Xiyue's cold voice came from next to her:
"Did Wei Wan teach you this dance?"
Wei Wan, the second senior sister of Xiyue Peak, is the fifteenth on the beauty list.
Famous for dancing.
Si Minglan nodded expressionlessly: "Yes."
Ye Xiyue said calmly: "What's the use of teaching you this kind of thing?"
Si Minglan sneered: "Are you going to follow the example of Senior Sister and give me to your uncle? Senior Sister, since Uncle Zheng wants you, why don't I teach you how to serve a man? If you feel comfortable serving Zheng Shengmo, maybe you can be on his crotch Get some benefits."
Ye Xiyue's eyes were like lightning and her long hair was fluttering. Si Minglan was so overwhelmed by her spiritual power that she couldn't breathe.
But soon two spiritual energies protected her, and Si Minglan was startled: "Qin Gengyun, Niantang?"
Qin Gengyun and Niantang were seen standing in front of Siminglan. Qin Gengyun said coldly: "Fairy Xiyue, all you do is dirty and sleazy things. Are you worthy of being called a fairy?"
Ye Xiyue stood up slowly. Qin Gengyun already had an embroidery needle in his hand, and Si Minglan stood side by side with him.
The two sides were at war with each other, and cheers suddenly sounded from around them.
"The guests have already performed their dances, Yunwu can come out now!"
"Cloud Dance!!"
All the people in Yunzhu shouted for joy, the children jumped up and started singing songs:
"Yunwu's face and charming eyes~~"
"Yunwu's waist, the knife that cuts people~~"
"Yunwu's legs fascinate mountain ghosts~~"
"One hundred thousand cloud bamboos, why not dance~~"
Liusu patted Yun Xing who was singing happily: "Hey, is this Yun Wu really as good as your singing?"
Yun Xing glared at her: "Sister Yun Wu is the best woman in the world!"
Tassel cut and said: "How many women have you seen? Feixian Pavilion is also free. If you choose a woman that no one has seen to be the number one beauty list, she might not be as good as me!"
The next moment, Liusu's voice stopped suddenly and he stared blankly at a bamboo forest in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, the lively Yunzhu Dance Festival also quieted down.
In the lush bamboo forest, under the bright moonlight, a slender and graceful figure slowly stepped out.
(End of chapter)
