The tyrant of the black-bellied evil emperor

Chapter 375 Tears-Jerking Dance

Wang Qinwei's smile froze, and the piercing pain in his heart spread instantly.

She has loved him for decades, but he doesn't even bother to look at her. Facing her, his expression is always cold, like snow on the Tianshan Mountains. I thought he had such a personality, because for decades , his expression didn't seem to change at all, without any emotions, except for being cold and still cold.

It would be fine if coldness was his eternal coat, but now, facing a fat woman, he actually has anger and ridicule. Although these are all negative emotions, for Feng Qingge, such emotions are It was enough to drive her mad with envy.

For decades, Feng Qingge has never been angry or ridiculed at anyone, let alone such a childish behavior. In her opinion, this is no different from flirting.

Shangguan Chuuxue is indeed bad enough. She almost catches a cold and is envied by others. If she knew what Wang Qinwei was thinking at this moment, she would definitely shout: "Sister, why don't you get drenched by her instead?" Look, do you really think you are watering the flowers? Sprinkle more water and they will thrive?"

After being told by Wang Qinwei, Feng Qingge immediately lost interest in pouring watermelon juice, he simply went downstairs, and came to Shangguan Chuixue with a cold and handsome face.

Seeing the God of Plague coming downstairs, Shangguan Chuuxue's heart suddenly tightened.

No more watermelon juice?Changed to another move?
As early as when Feng Qingge was blowing snow and pouring watermelon juice on Shangguan, everyone had already chattered and chattered. Now that Feng Qingge came downstairs, everyone's eyes widened even more, waiting for a good show.

"Hua Lingfei is too self-aware. How dare she sign up for the competition? Even Feng Qingge can't stand it anymore."

"That's right, after Feng Qingge poured so many pots of watermelon juice, if I had to hide, she still had the nerve to come again."

"Hey, Hua Lingfei is actually quite pitiful. It's not good to offend anyone, but Feng Qingge."

"She offended Feng Qingge? What happened?"

"So you don't know yet? At the bank of Jinlian Lake, Hua Lingfei overwhelmed Feng Qingge!"

"Ah? No way? I heard that Feng Qingge never let people get close to her. How could Hua Lingfei have such a great ability to overwhelm Feng Qingge?"

"In my opinion, it was Feng Qingge who fell in love with Hua Lingfei, so he was deliberately overwhelmed by her, and now seeing Hua Lingfei and Nangong Yue chatting and laughing, he felt abandoned, so he changed ways to bully Hua Lingfei. Ling Fei."

"Brother, what a great idea, this must be the truth!"

Feng Qingge, who walked all the way, was so angry that his face turned green!

He fell in love with that fat woman?He bullied that fat woman out of jealousy?

He didn't even set his eyes on so many stunning beauties in Yumiao Sect, so would he fall in love with this fat woman?Where did he get such a strong taste?
Standing coldly in front of Shangguan Chuixue, Feng Qingge looked up and down the woman in front of her.

Wang Qinwei was so angry that she was about to vomit blood.

How embarrassing is it for her to look at such an ugly monster without looking at her, a great beauty!

"What do you want?" Facing Feng Qingge's contemptuous gaze, Shangguan Chuixue said coldly.

"I'll take a fancy to you?" Feng Qingge's lips were full of sarcasm, "Do you think there is anything about you that I should take a liking to?"

"I've never thought about it that way." Shangguan Chuuxue's voice didn't fluctuate at all, and he said calmly, "If I really want to be spotted by you, I might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill me."

"Am I that bad?" Feng Qingge looked angry, completely forgetting the original intention of standing here.

"What's good about you?" Shangguan Chuixue snorted coldly, and continued, "Tell me, how do you want to deal with me?"

Shangguan Chuuxue's words finally brought back Feng Qingge's thoughts, he looked at Shangguan Chuuxue with a sneer on his face and said, "Would you be too self-aware if you still want to participate in the dancer's trials? "

"This is my business, don't bother your Excellency." Shangguan Chuixue countered with a cold face, "Or you really fell in love with me, afraid that you would fall in love with me, so you dare not let me appear in front of you ?”

"You're dreaming! You're out of your mind! With your virtues, an idiot will fall in love with you!" Feng Qingge yelled, trembling with anger, gnashing his teeth.

Facing Feng Qingge who was mad like a violent lion, Wang Qinwei's heart sank straight down.

After a long time, Feng Qingge finally stabilized his emotions, and said expressionlessly: "Don't think that I will be fooled by using the aggressive method. You are too fat, so you are not qualified to sign up."

"Then how do you qualify?" Shangguan Chuuxue asked without changing expression.

"Only those who weigh less than one hundred catties are eligible." Feng Qingge looked at Shangguan Chuixue with disdain and said.

"You can't decide this matter, the Peony Flower God has the final say." Shangguan Chuixue said with a grim face.

"Okay, then let the Peony Flower God decide. You can dance casually. If more than fifty petals of the Peony Flower God's petals are bright, then you will pass." Feng Qingge said confidently.

If you want more than [-] leaves of the peony flower god to light up, then at least you must be a high-level dancer. The fat woman in front of you doesn't look like a dancer. She really wants to dance, so she won't fall to her death It is already very good, if you want more than [-] leaves of the peony flower god to light up, dream!
"Okay! It's a deal!" Shangguan Chuixue nodded arrogantly, and then walked towards the stage where Peony Flower God was located.

"The fat lady is dancing! The fat lady is dancing! Come and see!"

All of a sudden, the team was in chaos, everyone scrambled to follow behind Shangguan Chuuxue, afraid of missing the good show.

"I'm in a hurry and I'm not prepared, so I'll just dance to a random song." As soon as Shangguan Chuuxue finished speaking, he took out a memory stone from the storage ring.

On the memory stone, there are some music engraved, which she played to express her feelings in the dead of night, and now she just took it out and used it.

Pressing the button of the memory stone, the clanging music sounded immediately, and Shangguan Chuuxue took out a sword at random, and began to dance the sword dance along with the music.

When I am drunk, I turn on the lamp to watch the sword, and dream of returning to the company of blowing horns.Eight hundred miles under the command of the sun, fifty strings turned outside the Great Wall.Autumn soldiers on the battlefield.Lu Fei of the horse is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt.Settle the affairs of the king and the world, and win the fame before and after his life.Poor thing happened in vain!

This dance poured all of Shangguan Chuuxue's emotions into it. At this moment, the God of War in Dongfeng Continent seemed to be revived. The bloody wind flies on both sides, that is life singing, that is death dancing.

Everyone was stunned. At this moment, whether fat or not is no longer important, and no one cares about whether they are beautiful or not. Those people who have relatives at home who are fighting at the border have already seen their eyes widen. Red, with tears in my eyes.

(End of this chapter)