Chapter 450 Dance on the Palm (2)

On a hill near the suburb of the palace, a man in red and black robes stood in the wind. The breeze blew across the man's cheeks, blew up his three thousand black hairs, crushed and entangled in the wind.

The sword eyebrows are erect and the hair is curled up. The two red belts under the hair crown flutter in the wind. The honey-colored skin and flawless facial features are treated very well by time. The vicissitudes of man have a unique charm. The evil and narrow phoenix eyes are deep like a pool of whirlpools, which can wrap people into the whirlpool at any time and cannot extricate themselves.

The man put his hands into his sleeves and carried them behind his back. His evil eyes stared in the direction of the palace. If he found it carefully, he could see a woman's reflection hidden in the man's deep pupils, which was his love in this life.

The woman's every smile was in his mind. He closed his eyes as if she was still there and had never left.

"Mengyao, if you were still there, if Youxue was still there, how great would it be." The man murmured, his eyes slightly froze.

At this time, a purple-clothed loli jumped forward, with a purple whip tied around her waist. The outfit of the strong cloth armor made her look extremely hot. The perfect curve made many men distracted and screamed endlessly. Six years passed quickly. The willful and willful demon Ziyan was born and turned into graceful girls. Her perfect face and purple hair and purple eyes were called a creation of the world. She was so beautiful that she was thrilling.

But when he was a child, he turned into a stingy person when he grew up, and his behavior was very terrifying.

"Dad, are you thinking about your mother and sister again?"

Mo Ziyan knew that in addition to her love for her the most, Mo Qingcheng also had two people in his heart, one was his wife Hua Mengyao, and the other was his eldest daughter Mo Youxue.

The man turned around, touched the woman's head, and sighed, "Yes, I miss them every day, but no matter how hard I try, I can't find them."

The last time I arrived at the Baihua Palace, Hua Mengyao was taken away by the Blood Shadow of the Blood Killing Society and has nowhere to go.

Not to mention Mo Youxue, he has never seen him again since he parted more than ten years ago.

"Dad, don't worry, one day, our family will be reunited." Mo Youxue grabbed his father's palm and felt it had a calluse on his hand. Her father was still the most beautiful man in the demon clan, and no one can shake it. A legendary king, time is to treat him well, but no matter how good it is, the weapon in his hand will leave traces after a long time.

However, she had never seen Mo Qingcheng use a sword.

Mo Qingcheng was speechless for a moment.

He waved his sleeves and said, "Today is also Qing'er's death day. If Mengyao knew about it, how sad would she be."

The man knew that Hua Mengyao and Yun Qing'er had a relationship. They were friends who were as close as sisters. They were both extremely special ones. One was picked by him and the other was picked by Yu Wen Liuyue.

"Aunt Qing'er is my mother's friend?"

"Well, both of them are extremely special strange women, they come from the same place."

Mo Ziyan thought for a while and said, "Then are they very beautiful?"

Mo Ziyan was not born to Mo Qingcheng. It was just that after Hua Mengyao and her daughter left, Mo Qingcheng accidentally kept a baby girl with him. Now, in the blink of an eye, this baby girl who was crying loudly at the time was also a big girl.

"That was nature. Hua Mengyao and Yun Qing'er were the most famous beauty in the world back then. "The man smiled faintly, waved his hand and took out a calligraphy and painting, and slowly spread it out.

This is a painting. In the painting, there is a woman with extremely beautiful appearance, with a phoenix eyes filled with affection, a smile on her lips, and a head hanging down, and she was thinking about it. She was wearing a pink floral dress in a floral dress. The woman's temperament was so beautiful that people would turn their souls upside down when they saw it, especially the pair of vivid and beautiful eyes, which were shining with a little light, and were vivid and lifelike.

"This is the image I painted for Mengyao by myself back then, and I have always kept it carefully. "The man seemed to be holding a treasure, holding this painting carefully, and didn't even dare to use a trace of strength, for fear that the painting would be crushed at any time.

Mo Ziyan was a little curious. For many years, she had always described her mother with her father, but had never seen a portrait of her mother.

Loli turned her gaze to the painting and looked at it carefully. "My mother was so beautiful. No wonder countless men were willing to die for it at that time, and they were heartbroken."

Mo Qingcheng just smiled and looked at him without saying a word.

Suddenly, Mo Ziyan's eyes became dull, and the woman in the painting gave her an unusually familiar feeling. She had never seen Hua Mengyao before, but the image of another person suddenly flashed in her mind. Who was it? She was so stuck that she couldn't remember it.

By the way, six years ago...

Six years ago, she fought with a group of black-clad killers, and a man and a woman came in the middle.

The woman was Lin Qianqian. She had seen her twice, so she had some impressions.

"Father, I know a woman who looks very much like her mother. Her name is Lin Qianqian. I met her six years ago. She is 80% similar to the mother in the painting."

The calligraphy and painting slowly fell from the man's hand and fell to the inside.

"What did you say about Yan'er?"

"I said I had met that big sister, who looked similar to her mother, and maybe she was the person we were looking for." Mo Ziyan smiled and showed her two sharp tiger teeth.

...

Lin Qianqian changed her clothes. At that time, a water-blue tassel silk skirt set off the woman's slender figure very tall and slender. The woman's hair was tied up with a towering bun, and a silver bell was simply inserted on it. Every lotus step of the woman's step would make the bell make a pleasant sound.

"After changing his clothes, it was better to obey orders and show his ugly words." Lin Qianqian stepped forward and bowed slowly. The sound of the bells sounded, and the sound of various instruments accompanied gradually sounded.

"What my daughter wants to dance is this first strange dance. Please play the instruments from a slow and fast tune, and look at my steps. The background song is taken by the song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix".

The musicians who played and sang nodded to show their understanding.

Lin Qianqian's eyes flew around casually. Regardless of the whispers of everyone, the melody had already sounded. The woman's long sleeves were swung out, and the water-blue sleeves dripped a curve in the air, tearing the surrounding air, making a sharp move, which shocked everyone and trembled.

For palm dance, dancers must be light in their body to control it. Lin Qianqian, who is already slender, and with the help of spiritual power, it doesn’t take much effort to dance. Just show the dance postures one by one according to what they think in their heads.
Chapter completed!