The woman called Xiaolu was obediently walked to the center of the banquet seat.

After standing still, I took a slight momentum and put on a simple but beautiful posture.

Then, the music sounded. The girl began to dance in front of Dongfangming.

At first, the music was gentle, like the ding dong stream.

The little green long sleeves are relaxed, and the feet are gentle. Turn, circle, circle, and side, like the spring breeze blowing. The toes disturb a pool of calm spring water, and the long sleeves are wrapped in a clean feather and scratch them gently.

Then, the music gradually became sonorous, as if golden swords and iron spears were touching each other, and they did not give in to each other.

Xiao Lu suddenly shook the water sleeve. It was obviously a soft and weak sleeve, but it was like riding the breeze and swaying up to 90,000 miles, like a stunning bamboo. I didn't see how Xiao Lu acted, and the water sleeve suddenly turned directions and was divided into two bronze drums on the side of the field in different directions to hit the side of the field.

The two crisp sounds of "dong" were heard, and Xiaolu quickly changed her dancing posture, her waist was like a strong grass in the wind, shaking but flexible. Then there was a drum sound that continued to follow the rhythm of the music. It catered to one place, giving an ordinary music a bit more vast and bleak flavor.

All of them were military generals who had been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and were most sensitive to the meaning of solemnity. At first glance, a musical dance could restore some of the solemnity of the battlefield, which was quite touching.

Finally, the music slowly calmed down again, like the sea, and the surging waves returned to calm again.

Xiaolu also slowed down, softer, as fast as slow. She was as weak as she was at the beginning, but she had more power, so that people could not deceive.

After the dance, Xiaolu closed her momentum, and the soft and weak woman when she first appeared, posing her waist and saluting to the guests in the table.

The guests nodded to Xiao Lu, their faces still moved without leaving, and their hearts were still immersed in the music and dance just now.

Yuwen Zhiji just sat in the upper head, took the guests' expressions and nodded with satisfaction.

Xiaolu is a chess piece that Yuwen Zhiji spent a lot of effort and years to cultivate, in order to one day add support to Yuwen Zhiji's ambitions.

Now, it is not used in the backyard of a prince or noble or even the current saint, to deal with a mere Dongfang Ming. Yu Wen Zhiji is really painful. However, in order to ensure that Dongfang Ming can definitely get into the trap, Yu Wen Zhiji doesn't care about so much.

Dongfang Ming couldn't help but sigh in his heart as he looked at Xiao Lu's dancing posture.

This woman has outstanding dance skills and is definitely extraordinary. Although Dongfang Ming has never seen the dance music in the palace, he is sure that Xiaolu is not inferior to the best dancers in the world who offer sacrifices in the palace.

Dongfang Ming did not only see Xiao Lu's dancing posture.

People often say a saying: Look at the words and know the person.

In fact, this is the truth when looking at anything a person creates. When writing, painting, music, dance and books, we can see the creator's mood and character.

When watching this woman's dance, the biggest impression is softness. But if you savor it carefully, you can find that softness is hardness. Even if the music sounds to the lightest and softest, the dance of the little green is still bent without folding. The slender waist like a willow, sometimes like a wind and grass, and sometimes like crazy.

Dongfang Ming kept staring at Xiao Lu, and saw that Xiao Lu was still straight even when she bent down to pay homage to the guests present.

Dongfang Ming knew that this woman was definitely not a thing in the pool, and she would not be controlled by Yu Wen Zhiji and would move towards a future that was written by others within reach.

But those indifferent eyes towards the world were the closed doors that Dongfang Ming dared not touch.

This woman had a miserable fate, but Dongfang Ming had no intention and had no energy to save others.

Dongfang Ming is still not strong enough, otherwise how could he need to be a fool with Yuwen Zhi and such a person?

I couldn't help but feel a little sigh, sighing at the injustice of this world, or sighing at the lack of strength.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Ming suddenly drank a glass of wine.

Dongfang Ming looked at Xiao Lu's appearance in a flash, and was also seen by Yu Wen Zhiji. He only thought Dongfang Ming was as he had imagined, fascinated by Xiao Lu's beauty and dance posture. No matter what, as long as Dongfang Ming started drinking, it meant that his plan had entered the first ring.

Wine is a good thing, but it is also a thing that can easily make things happen.

Yuwen Zhiji smiled proudly in his heart: "Eastern Sun and Moon, Dongfang Sun and Moon, so what if you are powerful? You are not an ordinary person, and you can't escape the beauty and charming people. Today I want you to die in this gentle land!"

Yuwen Zhiji picked up the wine glass and said to Dongfang Ming affectionately: "I don't know how my adopted daughter dances, but I can still see Brother Dongfang's eyes?"

"General Yuwen's adopted daughter has outstanding dance postures, and she is indeed very good!"

Dongfang Ming saw Yu Wen Zhiji's abacus clearly, and didn't mind having sex with Yu Wen Zhiji and Xu and Snake. He picked up the wine glass and said to him.

"Why does Brother Dongfang still like it?"

As soon as Yu Wen Zhi said this, the people present had no idea of ​​it, and they all cast envious eyes on Dongfang Ming.

Dongfang Ming smiled with everyone's eyes: "Of course I like it."

Yuwen Zhiji followed the situation and said, "If Brother Dongfang doesn't dislike me, I will arrange for my little girl to drink for Brother Dongfang to reward Brother Dongfang for this battle!"

"Then I can only be respectful and obey my orders. Please trouble Miss Green." Dongfang Ming laughed, looking very happy.

Yuwen Zhiji was even more satisfied when he saw this.

Xiao Lu's blessing was blessed, but his voice was still soft: "Young master, you are polite, this is Xiao Lu's honor."

So, under the attention of everyone, Xiaorou walked to Dongfangming and sat down.

Yuwen Zhi and his big hand waved and said, "Come on, all the soldiers will continue to enjoy the wine and food I have prepared for you!" Clapping his hands, and another musician started a new program on stage.

More than a dozen young and beautiful women also came to the banquet and served as guests.

Dongfang Ming was alert, turned on his combat effectiveness detection system, and observed the dozen women who were constantly adding in.

I don’t know if Dongfangming overestimates Yuwen Zhiji or what Dongfangming ignores.

Yuwen Zhi and the more than ten women they called were all showing their white combat power.

They are indeed women with no power to tie a chicken, and there is nothing unusual.

"Young master, drink."

Pick up the exquisite wine pot on the table, and Xiaolu filled a glass of wine for Dongfang Ming's cup.

Dongfang Ming put his hand on Xiaolu's waist and hugged Xiaolu in his arms. He refused everyone who fed Xiaolu and drank all the wine. After a while, he drank a lot.

Yuwen Zhiji felt that it was not enough and asked Dongfang Ming with a smile: "How is Brother Dongfang drinking?"

Dongfang Ming looked at Yuwen Zhiji's smiling face, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I don't know how little it is!"

"Hahaha!" After Yuwen Zhiji heard Dongfang Ming's words, he was not only happy, but also laughing with laughter: "Brother Dongfang is really a fool!"

After Yuwen Zhiji finished saying this, everyone around him began to laugh loudly.

Yuwen Zhiji was very satisfied with this scene, and his eyes were smiling into a gap.

The more Dongfang Ming was immersed in Xiaolu's beauty, the more foolproof Yuwen Zhiji's plan was. How could he not be happy?

"Isn't it a pleasure to be with beauties and wine to invite them, there are delicious food on the table, and I will return successfully?" Yuwen Zhiji said with a smile.

"Yes, happy! Happy! I feel that I am happy now," Dongfang Ming laughed, "No, immortals are not happy like me!"

The guest laughed again when he heard this.
Chapter completed!