It is said that this crap has counterattacked again!

Chapter 117.
The timing is just right!
The song began to gradually reach a climax!
The sound of the piano changed from the slow tune just now, and suddenly became cadenced!

At the same time, Jinghong jumped up on the stage, and the surrounding phantom dancers slowly put away the umbrellas in their hands, and fell to the ground, their bodies soft as if they had no bones.

In an instant, there was a burst of red light around the stage, and the audience was startled. The umbrella in her hand suddenly turned into a sharp sword. She held the sword and jumped towards the funny writhing old man on the drum!

Jinghong's movements are sharp and crisp, and he interprets Tang Weiqu's Zhongyi to the fullest!
"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful woman named Gongsun, who swung her sword in all directions.

The viewer is as depressed as a mountain, and the world has been low for a long time.

Like Yi shooting the nine sunsets, like the emperors flying dragons.

Come like a thunderbolt, stop the wrath, stop like Jiang Hai condenses the light. "

Out of nowhere, Tang Wei thought of a poem describing the protagonist in the song!

It is true that Tang Wei has never seen Gongsun's sword dancing in the poem, so he can only experience the scene from the lines in the poem.

At this time, seeing Jinghong flying fiercely in the air, she couldn't help thinking that the heroic posture of Gongsun's sword dancing back then should be the same.

"puff--"

Jinghong's body is like a sharp sword, in the blink of an eye, she actually penetrated the field of sound laid out by the old man, and accurately pierced the sword in her hand into the old man's heart!

The old man drummed up, with an unbelievable expression on his face, his eyes widened.

"Old Patriarch!"

The drummers panicked and shouted loudly.

Slowly, the sword in Jinghong's hand began to dissipate from the old man's body, and a huge column of blood gushed out from the old man's heart!

"Ah... ah..."

The old man's voice became hoarse, his body twitched constantly, but his consciousness was very clear!
"Don't stop, keep going!"

He stared fiercely at the strong man who was trying to help him up, and gave the order clearly.

In terms of marching, he is qualified!

"Just follow what your team leader said, continue to set up the formation, if you fail, ahem—"

Seeing that the formation was clearly in disarray, "Chi Ya" who had been watching the battle coughed lightly, and walked slowly in front of the strong man.

He had his own aura, and when he stood forward, he, who was not very conspicuous just now, immediately attracted the eyes of all the big men.

"Yes!"

The big men seemed to be very afraid of him, watching him stand there, they could faintly tremble slightly...

Trembling turned trembling, and soon, they succeeded in turning fear into motivation, blaming Jinghong for the death of the head of the clan.

Drums rang out, and the dust was blown by the wind.

When the old man on the drum fell down, they temporarily lacked a lead dancer.

Seeing that the radiance of Jinghong's dance field is getting stronger and stronger, they must find a lead dancer as soon as possible!

"I come!"

"I can try!"

"I……"

The lead dancer is the core of their drum formation!Although the task is arduous, it is also a good opportunity to stand out. What if you suddenly find out that you are very talented and you are attracted by your superiors?

At the critical moment, there is no need to worry about no one going up, and those below, those who beat the drums, those who carry the drums, and even those who do odd jobs and fish, all stood up and shouted confidently: "I can!"

Although the expressions are different, this loud voice and confident smile are enough to show the confidence of a strong tribal man!

Confidence is a good thing, but strength, everyone knows it well!

For example, Liu San, the big muscular man with drums, usually twists most vigorously during festival dances. If you ask him what is dance repair, he can't answer a word!
There is more than one Liu San here.

If they are allowed to continue their nonsense, not only the domain of dance, but also Tang Wei's side, will begin to faintly show signs of forming the domain of sound!

"Jie Jie Jie... playing music!"

At this time, there was a burst of laughter, and Chi Ya, who was on the ground, jumped onto the big drum and began to twist his waist and swing his hips...

"Yes!"

The brawny men responded in unison again, the sound was as loud as a bell, and the sound of drumming was scattered and well-proportioned, as if a storm was coming, and it was violently struck down, and it was also like a thousand arrows, racing against the wind.

Unexpectedly, Chi Ya was also a leader in dancing!His dance is much more exciting than that old patriarch and old man just now!
I saw him twisting his body crazily, full of energy, he didn't look like an old man at all, instead he looked like a young man who looked like an old man in his teens.

The point is, there is a little enchantment in the sense, what a talent!

Their domain of sound also became stronger in Chi Ya's strong dance!
A burst of blazing golden light burst out, resisting each other with Jinghong's Wuzhi domain, and there was a faint feeling of victory!
"Om-"

Hearing the tremor of the Xuelianqin, Tang Wei suddenly felt his heart burn!
At this time, Tang Wei just pushed the song to its climax, and saw Honglian, who had been unable to sense it just now, appeared at this moment!
The blood lotus piano was surrounded by a burst of red light. The perfect figure of the red lotus moved with the wind, with lotuses growing under her feet, and she leaped towards the stage in the air!

And Bai Lian, who was still on the stage just now, floated behind Tang Wei, forming seals with her hands, continuously providing her with mana.

All of a sudden, red lotuses bloomed all around the stage, which was extremely coquettish and eye-catching!
With the support of Bailian's magical power, Tang Wei began to concentrate his mental power on the song wholeheartedly.

She believes that Honglian on the stage knows the blood lotus piano better than her, so she doesn't have to worry about Honglian not keeping up with the rhythm!
In the red light all over the sky, the radiance emitted by Chi Yai's sound domain obviously dimmed.

On the stage, the red lotus continued to dance in the air, and the dancing posture was perfectly combined with the music. As she continued to spin and leap, the red lotus under her feet continued to grow, and finally turned into a field of fire!
There was a crackling sound of fire all around.

The phantom dancers on the stage and the red silk decorations were all swallowed up by the flames!
Under the flames soaring into the sky, Tang Wei suddenly felt a powerful force constantly drawing her towards the Red Lotus Stage...

"Tang Wei, hurry up, concentrate on the domain of dance, this is about to complete the domain fusion!"

Just when Tang Wei was confused, Qin Yin couldn't help shouting excitedly!
Judging from Qin Yin's tone, this field fusion seems to be something very powerful.

Tang Wei didn't dare to neglect at all, and hurriedly concentrated his energy on the stage.

Suddenly, a red light appeared, and the two domains began to unite slowly, forming a huge protective shield that tightly surrounded the surrounding people into the domain.

Including, Chi Ya and his party who own the Domain of Sound not far away!

The music and dance joint field is officially completed!
"Wow... so beautiful!"

"Dazhu, am I dreaming?"

"No, no, this is not a dream, Dalin, we have really returned to our hometown!"

"Chi Yai is an old bastard, I don't want to hang out with him for a long time!"

.........

In the field, a group of strong men completely lost hope, hugged each other, and told what they didn't dare to say in their hearts...

"Ah, trash!"

"You are all trash!"

The golden light from the drum array was slowly swallowed up by Tang Wei and the others' music and dance joint domain, and the movements of the drummers began to slow down.

Chi Ya was on the drum, lost the accompaniment, and had no choice but to stop casting spells. In a rage, he cursed at his subordinates!

In the past, when he scolded him, his subordinates would immediately prostrate on the ground and beg for mercy, but now, all the strong men on the field seemed to have not seen him, and they were still smiling happily!

The situation is getting serious!
　It is a sentence that I like very much. I feel very shocked. I liked it very much before the king had no Gongsunli. Without further ado, let me attach the original text!

　　Watching Gongsun Da Niang's disciples dancing swords

　　Tang Dynasty Du Fu
　　On October [-]th of the second year of the Dali calendar, Kui's mansion did not drive Yuanchi's house. He saw Li Twelve Niang in Linying dancing with a sword.

　　In the third year of Kaiyuan, Yu Shang was childish. It was recorded in Guan Gongsun's family in Yancheng. At the beginning of Emperor Wenshenwu, Gongsun was alone.

　　With a jade appearance and brocade clothes, Kuang Yu has a white head, and today I am a disciple, and I am not very beautiful.

　　After identifying its origin, knowing the waves and Mo Er, and being generous in caressing things, it is called "Swords and Weapons".

　　In the past, Zhang Xu, a native of Wu, was good at cursive calligraphy. He often saw Gongsun Da Niang dancing with the Xihe sword in Ye County.

　　In the old days, there was a beautiful woman, Gongsun, who used a sword to move around.

　　The viewer is as depressed as a mountain, and the world has been low for a long time.

　　Like Yi shooting the nine sunsets, like the emperors flying dragons.

　　Come like a thunderbolt to receive anger, stop like a Jianghai condensing clear light.

　　Crimson lips and pearl sleeves are lonely, and at night some disciples pass on the fragrance.

　　The beauty of Linying is in Baidi, and she dances this song wonderfully.

　　Since I had a question and answer with Yu, I feel more regretful and hurt when I care about it.

　　Among the 8000 maids of the first emperor, Gongsun Jianqi was the first.

　　In the past 50 years, it seems to have turned the palm of your hand, and the royal family has been stunned by the wind and dust.

　　The disciples of the Liyuan are scattered like smoke, and the rest of the female singers reflect the cold sun.

　　The wood in front of the golden millet pile has been arched, and the grass in the stone city of Qutang is bleak.

　　Dai Yan is in a hurry to return to the end of the song, and the moon comes out in the east with great joy and sorrow.

　　The old man doesn't know where he's going, he's full of calluses and barren hills, turning to worry about illness
　　
　
(End of this chapter)