Liang Mou did not understand the things used by the scholars at all. She was very weak in alcohol and thought that the uneasiness in her heart was the power of the glass of wine. Fortunately, Liang had a deep knowledge of breathing techniques, so she could barely suppress her annoyance by adjusting her breathing. However, at this time, she couldn't help but danced with the sword. The more difficult it was for her to control the sword, the more she had to follow Shang Leji's song and danced the sword with all her strength, and the sword gradually became scattered.

With a slight "snap", a piece of red cloth flew out of the sword circle. It was Liang Mou's quick sword that cut off a corner of his belt. The sword's two sharp edges were the easiest to hurt himself. When the sword wiped, there was already a thin blood mark on Liang Mou's shoulder.

Suddenly someone applauded. Apart from the sound of the song and the sword, there was a third voice in the hall. The applause was extremely steady, and the guests were applauding unintentionally, but they couldn't help but turn their heads to look. A young man in white walked slowly towards the center of the inner hall. He slapped his high-high with a smile, and calmly stepped on Shang Leji's piano chords with every step, with graceful spirit.

Liang Mou was shocked, but the sword in his hand could not stop. At this time, it was already the "Fa" section, and her sword could hardly help but come out... The young man in white suddenly smiled at her, and then his wide robe and wide sleeves spread out, and his whole body turned into a flying crane in Puyang, dancing in the sword shadow with Liang Mou.

His movements did not seem to have a strong force, but his dance was as deep as the sea, coming and going in Liang Mou's sword shadow without any harm. His long fluttering sleeves brushed up, as if they were causing the mountain to rotate. Liang Mou's movements gradually became coined with him, no longer maintaining the majestic style of a warrior, but flew lightly and swirling against him, like a red flying swallow circling on the mountain.

""Wei"?!" Liang Mou exclaimed.

It is said that only the true dance of the Liang family in Puyang is still circulated, but Liang Mou himself also knew that the dance passed down by the Liang family was not the complete version. The author finally modified the dance score and deleted the "Wei" which originally belonged to a woman.

There is a legend that later the author likes to dance at night. People with good eyesight can see the hazy figure of the person from afar, alone in the shelf entering the clouds.

"Someone knows the complete version of "Fa"!" Shang Leji was shocked.

She also worked hard to find the broken score of "Fa" in various books, but she couldn't make up the "Wei" section. At this time, this dance was right in front of her, and she couldn't help but be fascinated.

The laughter has lasted for a long time, and only the silence of the world as if it had just begun to bloom in the hall.

A small applause suddenly sounded, and the guests looked in the direction of the applause. It turned out that Shen Xiaohou, who was sitting next to Ji Feng, had already stood up and stood up. Shen Xiaohou was only twelve years old, but at this time he was not childish at all, and his expression naturally showed the majesty of the superior.

"Okay!" Ji Feng is worthy of being an "important minister of the Imperial Clan". He is best at following the flow and immediately slapped the table and cheered loudly.

It was like a strong wind on the battlefield suddenly blew away the ethereal and luxurious atmosphere in the warm pavilion. In an instant, more than 40 guests' hazy drunk eyes became clear. Applause was like a tide, and the guards outside were alarmed. They pressed their swords to climb up the steps to check. They only saw the wealthy families in the royal capital standing there, and the crowd was covered with red and white clothes.
Chapter completed!