The Return of the Reborn King

Chapter 105: The Love of France (4)
Gradually, the white mass began to take shape.

Extremely slow, extremely beautiful, extremely lazy, like a chick that is slowly opening its feathers, stretching out bit by bit.

In the blink of an eye, the silver light began to shine like an aurora, and it seemed that a will-o'-the-wisp was ignited in everyone's pupils.

Amidst the fragrance in the room, the whiteness became clear little by little.

She was an amazingly beautiful woman.

Tourmaline-like eyes shone with a fascinated darkness in this bright white. She looked at you with blurred eyes, as if overlooking the unfathomable sea, and as if looking at the boundless and vast interstellar space. She couldn't help being dizzy for a while, but she has slightly lifted her lips and smiled.

After taking a closer look, I discovered that this light and shadow-like light is actually a human model made with 3D effects. The image is obviously standing in the middle and cannot speak, but you have already heard her hoarse voice smiling from the darkness.

She opened her red lips slightly, but you heard a sigh—my dear, the fire is burning, come and share this gluttonous feast with me!

"Boom-boom-boom!" There was a sudden strong sound from the giant speaker!
"GIRLMYBODYDONTLIE..." As soon as the super dynamic melody of "RAINOVERME" came out, everyone saw the eyes of the beauty in the 3D halo slowly closing.

Everyone breathed in, and in a blink of an eye, a woman in a short skirt, like a reflection in the water, swished through the water from the bottom of the water, shattering the light, and appeared in front of everyone.

That smear of silver and white is like a water mirror, unable to restrain this beautiful figure, and the brilliant stream of light instantly turns into images of countless scarlet roses, spreading across the air, breaking into pieces of a sea of ​​blood-red flowers.

The intense and powerful dance music dazzled everyone, but they saw the woman in bloom passing through the large image, approaching step by step like a water elf, swaying gracefully step by step.

"Boom!" Everyone felt a roar in their foreheads, and the woman who walked out of the 3D image was exactly the same as the elf in the silvery white just now!
Suddenly there was a burst of fragrant rose fragrance in the air, and the luxurious crystal lamps on the 60-meter long corridor lit up the whole runway in an instant, as if being ignited by the fire that Prometheus left at the same time.

The black and white marble floor suddenly turned into a sea of ​​bright fluorescent flames.

Just like in a blink of an eye, the naked angel suddenly put on a gorgeous costume and fell into the world.

The countless white camellias in the eye-full green branches suddenly became an ancient picture scroll, and the scarlet rose light and shadow slowly fell in the air, and gradually disappeared, leaving only one person on this long and extravagant stage, ecstasy.

The exquisite pink skirt, with a wave-like and transparent texture, is as luxurious and luxurious as a rococo-style medallion, and the golden embroidery reveals strands of mystery.

Her hair trembled in the air like seaweed, her eyes were as cool and quiet as a secluded spring, her lips were as red as flames, and her slender ankles were so beautiful that people wanted to worship them.

Stepping on the pearly reflections all over the floor, she seems to be walking above the Milky Way, psychedelic, strong, fragrant, enchanting...

This is a dream of falling into the world.

The flashlight almost illuminated half of the sky, Yunxi squinted and saw Situ Bai and Lao Jin who were sitting below completely lost their souls, slightly raised their eyelids, and the sweet smell immediately spread throughout the garden.

At the end of the runway, she slowly lowered her head and turned her body half sideways, as if a glass of primitive wine had been poured into her eyes, imprinted with the lights and candles all over the sky, she raised her eyes and quietly watched the second A walking model.

The light and shadow suddenly dimmed, and her stunning face immediately disappeared from everyone's sight.

Everyone stared blankly at the female model who looked like an elf by the lake gradually retreating off the stage, so shocked that she couldn't even speak.

However, the fashion show is still going on.

Without 3D, the runway immediately lost its original magical color, but those bright spring clothes quickly caught the attention of sharp fashion critics.

The romantic and beautiful atmosphere gradually deepened. Every model who came out was very distinctive, but for some reason, everyone always subconsciously blurred the faces of these models into the appearance of the opening model.

It's really shocking, except for this unrestrained and charming clothes, I can't see the appearance of any model anymore.

The overwhelmed costumes almost brought people into another space.

It's like holding a dance party on the water, with luxurious clothes and temples, full of luxury.

The reporters kept pressing the buttons of the cameras in their hands, the editors kept writing on the manuscripts, and the guests were invited to stare at the beautiful clothes corners waving in the air, their eyes full of strong possessive desire.

Suddenly, the lights flashed, and the bright pink venue, which was as romantic as spring flowers, turned into a snow-white ice peak.

Huge blocks of ice slowly rose from the stage lifts.

The cold breath slowly spread, and suddenly there was more condensation in the air.

Ten Swarovski chandeliers flickered and died at the same time.

The white mist gradually dyed the entire runway into a sea of ​​clouds.

At this time, the music suddenly changed, the explosive dance music softened, and the unique French melody resounded through the audience.

The syllables of "ENCORE UNEFOIS" ("Continuing the Frontier") are like the most beautiful rainbow under the sky, suddenly lighting up everyone's eyes.

The surrounding area suddenly became a vast ocean, and someone stood up recklessly, staring blankly at the entrance of the catwalk.

is her!Must be her!
The opening model is about to appear.

Everyone thought of this tacitly.

One by one the men began to stand up.

The rosy light in the distance is getting darker, and the burning land brings out a passion...

If, just a moment ago, it was still a sea of ​​bright flowers, then now, you are born in the polar region of the North Pole.

The white smoke produced by the dry ice permeated the audience like a vast ocean. In the cold air, a luxuriant figure slowly emerged in the mist.

She seems to be pacing on the clouds out of thin air, extremely elegant, noble, and enchanting. Her posture is like the legend carved on the stone wall in ancient times. She is so noble that it can only be described as "a lotus grows step by step".

The purest and most authentic lavender purple dragged from the end. She walked forward slowly, and the dazzling long dress was full of brilliance. Every fold seemed to be connected by God himself, perfect and scorching. In this smoky atmosphere, there is a deep calmness hidden.

"Jaijamaisvudamourfragile, jaitoujoursdonnetout, touteseuleauboutdemoi..." The melodious singing voice was still singing, and this thrilling voice gradually came to everyone's eyes from the iceberg.

(End of this chapter)