Martial Arts: I just want to lie flat, I make all bad friends

Chapter 142 The Dancer
"Lord Ashtar, sit down!"

Hua Ruling greeted the man and sat in front of Ping Ji, who was on the right side of him.

As if aware of the doubts of the people in the hall, Hua Ruling smiled and explained to everyone.

"Everyone, this is Lord Ashtar, the current national advisor of Persia."

Everyone present was slightly in an uproar when they heard this. After all, this was the national master of a country.

Ashta seems to know a lot about Chinese culture.

When Hua Ruling introduced herself, she stood up, waved her hands and clasped her fists at everyone, and said modestly.

"Brother Hua is too complimentary. I am just a friend of Brother Hua today, not a national advisor. I have lived in Persia for a long time, but I have not set foot in the Central Plains for many years. If I am rude, please bear with me."

"Looks like an old acquaintance of your father's in Persia."

Bai Xiuzhu whispered to Huamanlou.

Since Hua Ruling fled to the Ming Dynasty from the Jinpeng Dynasty, it is normal for her to have two old friends there.

Hua Manlou also nodded slightly, this guess was reasonable.

"I guess your father wants us to find the Holy Fire Token this time, and I'm afraid he also wants to take the opportunity to return it to Persia and get rid of trouble."

Lu Xiaofeng spoke softly.

Since the Holy Fire Order is a sacred object in Persia, it has no use in Hua Ruling's place. If he still has old acquaintances in Persia, it would be better to return it to Persia.

But I have to find the four lost coins before I can return them.

After all, there are only two Holy Fire Tokens in Hua Ruling's place now. Even if they are returned, if people know that he lost four, no one will know whether they will thank him or blame him.
With the arrival of Ashta, the only absent position was filled, and the banquet officially began.

Although the format of the banquet was somewhat aristocratic, in essence it was still a banquet for Hua Ruling's friends.

Many of them were a little cautious at first.

But as the glasses changed, and the wine became thicker, the atmosphere became more lively.

There were even one or two juniors who were brought here, or in order to look familiar in front of the martial arts seniors, they took the initiative to perform sword dances.

The shadow of the sword flickered in the candlelight, and from time to time it would even pass by the guests in front of him.

If he were an ordinary person, he would probably be scared to death.

But who could be invited by Hua Ruling to attend this private banquet? How could she be an ordinary person?
Not only was he not afraid at all, he even applauded him.

Bai Xiuzhu and the other three didn't have the time to applaud others, so they just drank in silence.

But even Lu Xiaofeng, who likes drinking the most, feels that the wine in her glass is particularly difficult to swallow today.
He glanced at Wuhua and Jin Jiuling again, and saw that the two people seemed to have forgotten about the Holy Fire Order, watching the sword dance with interest.

"Chong!"

With a sword chant.

The man dancing the sword put his sword into its sheath and held his fists in front of everyone in the hall.

"I hope the seniors will like the sword dance performed by the juniors."

After he finished speaking, he sat back down at the end of the table.

Bai Xiuzhu vaguely remembered which Hainan sword sect he seemed to come from?
But it's not important. Anyway, he has no impression that all sects are treated as minions.
"If that guy knew that the sword was used like this, I'm afraid tonight would be even more heated."

Lu Xiaofeng drank the wine in the cup again and spoke.

As for how the enthusiasm in his mouth really warms the Dharma, only he himself knows.

No.

Huamanlou should also know.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Huamanlou at this moment.

"Speaking of which, didn't you invite him?"

Hua Manlou smiled softly: "Of course I'll invite him, but he's not as easy to invite as Lu Xiaofeng, as long as he has wine."

Hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng curled her lips and said angrily.

"I'm just giving you face, otherwise I wouldn't have come."

Hearing this, Hua Manlou smiled again and said nothing more.

At this moment, Ashta suddenly stood up. "Brother Hua, I also prepared a fun for Brother Hua this time."

His originally loose white robe was now slightly open, and his face was flushed, as if he was too drunk.

After he finished speaking, he gestured to the woman behind him.

"Shh!"

I saw the woman suddenly untied her white robe.

"Jingle bell~"

Only then did everyone see that she was wearing a lot of silver jewelry and a navel-baring tight-fitting outfit that highlighted her figure.

The lower body is a long skirt covered with tulle, which is looming and eye-catching.

This woman slowly walked into the center under everyone's gaze.

As she moved lightly, her hands began to wave, and an exotic dance began in front of everyone.

The boldness of this woman's dance has never been seen by anyone present.

Her movements are very tense and seductive, as if she is inviting everyone to come and dance with her.

Bai Xiuzhu secretly compared her dance with Huanwan's dance that he had seen in Happy Palace.

I found that they are all seductive dances.

But the performance of Huanwan and this woman are different.

The allure of Huanwan's dance comes from her own charm from the inside out. In fact, her dance postures do not have very seductive movements.

But this woman is different. Every move she makes seems to be able to tug at a man's heartstrings, making people unconsciously attracted to her.

Bai Xiuzhu shook his head.

I don’t know if this is the Persian dance style itself, or if this woman showed it herself.
He turned his head slightly and found that even Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were attracted to her.

Bai Xiuzhu thought to himself when he saw this.

After all, beauty is more lovable.

After all, when the man from the Hainan Sword Sect danced his sword earlier, he didn't attract so many people's attention.

Bai Xiuzhu was about to pat Lu Xiaofeng and tease him when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Because at first glance, Lu Xiaofeng's gaze seemed to be directed at the woman present.

But if you look closely, you can find that he seems to be looking through this woman at Wuhua and Jin Jiuling diagonally opposite.

I saw the two people whispering something in a low voice.

suddenly.

Wuhua said: "What a dance! How can such a dance be without music?"

After he said that, he stretched out his hand and the five wine glasses that were originally scattered on his table were neatly arranged in a row.

Then Wuhua picked up another bamboo chopstick, and with a flick of his wrist, the bamboo chopstick turned into five small bamboo chopsticks with different thicknesses.

"Dang~dang~"

When Wuhua used these bamboo chopsticks to tap the wine glass in front of him.

Everyone in the hall just discovered that the sounds produced by the beating of these five bamboo chopsticks actually corresponded to the five tones of "Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu"!
For a moment, more than half of the eyes that originally fell on this woman looked towards Wuhua.

Except for a few lsp
"This wonderful monk is very interested."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head. He originally thought that Jin Jiuling and Wuhua had discovered something.

As a result, in the end, everyone was just cheering for the dancer in front of them.

But this also made him feel relieved. After all, it was good that those two people didn't get ahead of him.

He poured himself a glass of wine and was about to enjoy the dance.

Huamanlou said softly:
"There's something wrong with this woman."

(End of this chapter)