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0817 Irelias determination(2/2)

Feeling the other party's wavering, Sona once again expressed her thoughts through Jiaohua.

"I heard that Miss Irelia is very good at silk dancing. When I was a child, I once thought that maybe one day, I could become a violinist at the Zhiyun Fertility Festival."

"It's a pity that I left Ionia before I had time to learn the Fertility Suite - even though I later got the score of the Fertility Suite from some Ionian businessmen, I still couldn't play it myself.

smell."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Irelia was silent.

The music and dance of the fertility celebration are part of the ceremony. They are not simple dances and sounds, but a linkage with the spirit world. Without the ability to communicate with all spirits, even if the music is accurate, there will indeed be no such thing.

A taste.

Just like Irelia now, she knows every move and beat of the Dance of Fertility, but even without the moment-breaking blade, her dance is always full of murderous atmosphere, making people feel it completely

There is no joy of harvest.

"Come on, Miss Irelia, play a song with me." Although she could feel the resistance in Irelia's eyes, Sona still stood up with a smile and took the initiative to extend her invitation, "Will

If you put everything in your heart, you are bound to gain nothing but heaviness."

Irelia doesn't want to dance.

But by some strange coincidence, when she realized this clearly, she had already arrived at Sona's private music room, and Sona had already cleared a large space enough for her to dance, pursed her lips, and hugged Jue

Hua waited in the corner.

Under this situation, Irelia simply stood in the middle of the music room and simply called out the Torment Breaking Blade.

Just jump!

The next moment, as the music of the fertility ceremony sounded, amidst the resonance of the chords, Irelia slowly leaned down, like a piece of wheat blown by the autumn wind, and began the dance of fertility.

However, unlike the dancers who looked like heavy wheat ears at the fertility celebration, Irelia, who felt a bit like a broken jar in her heart, simply straightened her back, just like she did on the battlefield in Preidion.

Same as above.
Chapter completed!
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