Evil Phoenix

Chapter 369 Crazy, commemorating the dead love

Moving with the falling notes, Bai Luoge's every move is like being endowed with the composer's soul by the tune, and following the emotions in the tune, the prelude to the story is slowly opened.

Pian Pian's figure gently passed by the peach tree, and the close-faced peach blossoms seemed to set off her delicate makeup. Could it be that she is more delicate than a flower, and her eyebrows and eyes are full of affection.

A girl who has not left the pavilion meets a flower appreciator, but the beautiful scenery on that beautiful day makes a good relationship, and the flower appreciator becomes a person...

The joy of a big wedding, the joy of being together... The white figure is flying among the flowers, with its arms stretched naturally, and the continuous rotation of its feet seems to use up the energy of a lifetime. The sky full of peach petals fluttering in the wind is even more blurred, inviting people to explore.

Once upon a time, that figure of Gu Pan slowly slowed down...

The look between the eyebrows turned into a phantom, and the lightly turned body leaned back, picking up the peach blossoms all over the ground with bare hands, but at this time, I don't know which one is the peach blossom love between you and me in the past.

Love is a thing of the past...

Bai Luoge's dance steps were so vivid that Feng Nanjin almost forgot the movement of playing the piano in his hands.

Empress Yufu's life seemed to be reinterpreted in her dancing posture, full of affection, this person is comfortable, her lover is fickle, and she died with hatred.

The only thing that remains the same is that character, from beginning to end, is arrogant and holy, but also soaked in charm and temptation, with every gesture, it captures the soul and makes people unable to take their eyes off it.

The combination of such a holy and ethereal temperament and the seductiveness in the dance made Feng Nanjin unable to see through it. Whether it was Qiao Yufu or Bai Luoge who was performing in the dance, doubts, confusion, and seductiveness lingered heart.

The song gradually came to an end, and the despair and sadness that floated by was slowly permeating, but Bai Luoge's movements changed from the previous sluggishness.

Pulled out the white gauze in the sleeves, raised her bare hands lightly, the white gauze in her hands fluttered in the night with the wind, against the background of the night light, layers of pale golden light were revealed, the waves were like flowing water, and after a while, they were surging like a spring , galloping and whistling in the wind...

Bai Luoge's footsteps more and more coordinated with the movements of his hands, throwing all the white gauze in his hands into the air, and the whole pure white figure seemed to fly into the air, spinning even harder under the fluttering white gauze and petals.

If it is said that the previous rotation has exhausted the joy of life, I am overjoyed.

Then this moment is another state, the movements under the posture are crazier, more desperate, it is the courage to exhaust a lifetime, mourning for the dead love, paying homage to the thickness of life, and the beauty of this life Unwilling...

The desperation in that dance is so desolate and terrifying, it's unbearable for people to see, but they don't want to let go of that extremely beautiful dance, and struggle endlessly.

Feng Nanjin shrank her demon pupils suddenly, the expression in her eyes kept changing and shrinking, she didn't know what to do.

She not only danced beautifully, but also danced the life of Queen Yufu, and...

her attitude.

Empress Yufu ended silently and sadly, but Bai Luoge ended the tragedy with madness.

Seeing Bai Luoge like this, he actually felt a little scared. He was afraid that if one day, she would follow in the footsteps of Queen Yufu, but how desperate would she be? It is in despair—death.

"Dang~" Feng Nanjin was distracted by the thoughts in his heart, and the strings of the qin broke with a sound, and his fingers were broken, and blood-red drops fell on the body of the qin, reflecting the peach blossoms blooming all over the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)