Allure in one dance: Immortal concubine dominates the world

Chapter 94 Using Dance as a Canvas
The next day, Wu Qingcheng brought Bai Ling Moji and the master of the Demon Palace to the secret room where she used to practice Lingboweibu.

The master of the Demon Palace took out the dance score, turned over the score page, a wisp of white smoke, and Qingcheng's mother appeared in front of them.

It's not as transparent as water before, it's like standing in front of them alive.

"Wu'er." The master of the Demon Palace looked at Wu Ji.

At this moment, the dancer is also a little shy. Although she is just a collection of spiritual power, she can also feel the affection of Night Attack.
"Let's start practicing, I don't have much time."

Qingcheng nodded, while the Mistress of the Demon Palace sat aside, how many years, how many years I haven't seen her dance.
"Qingcheng, dance, there are two kinds of dances. I will teach you first. The first dance is the ecstasy dance, which can charm the mind. When you dance this dance, look at your opponent with your eyes, and convey what you want him to do with your eyes. What you think, he will do what you want, but this dance can only confuse one person's mind, and the time is only one stick of incense. The best part of the ecstasy dance can be used as a painting to block people's eyes. "

"Painting?"

"Yes, let's see."

After the dancer finished speaking, she threw the white silk on the ground, jumped up lightly, the pink gauze spread out, her frown and smile, her body was soft and firm with just the right strength.
The right foot is tilted straight to the right, even if the waist is tilted back, the orchid fingers are touching the heartstrings.

The body, as light as a butterfly, rotates gently, and it is even more magnificent, and it can be called a peerless dance.

Hooked the left foot in the millstone, and stepped on the white silk with the other foot, leaving patches of ink where the foot passed, looking back and smiling, got up, hooked the ink with the right foot, and spun on the white silk.
The light gauze danced with the ink, and it splashed onto the white silk.
The ink slowly outlines a majestic picture of mountains and rivers like a circle.

The corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, and the beauty's smile is full of vigor and vitality.
Finished dancing.

"Look, if you use dancing to charm your soul, and you want to be invisible, painting with dancing is the best way to divert your attention." The dancer said.

Qingcheng stared blankly at his mother, originally thought that the white silk and ink were just for hand-painting the dancing poses, and didn't think too much about it.
Even living in modern times, I have never seen such a graceful dance, let alone using dance as a canvas.Shocking.

The Lord of the Demon Palace did not expect that what he usually saw were the usual dancing poses of some dancers, which already made him feel extremely fond of them. Now
(End of this chapter)