Chapter 117: Let's Dance

Soon, a dozen beautiful-looking women stepped on the light lotus walk from the door, a body of jade skin, body charm.

The music, the dress fly!Beautiful dance steps are as light as the wind, walking like swallows flying, dancing like white eagle wings, smooth and beautiful movements, eyes like silk, silk buckle want to hook the soul of Murong's panic.

But this time Murong panic did not let them retreat, but drink wine, Jun Yan appeared a breeze smile.

The eyes and eyes have been stuck in the middle of the main dance woman's body, she wears a pink veil, a pair of eyes like water crystal soft.

After the dance stopped, she knelt down in front of Murong's shock and bowed her head: "See the Emperor."

Murong squinted and squinted, “Come here!”

The woman stood there first, but soon got up and walked up to him.

Murong's slender forefinger flicked her jaw and smiled, "I heard that you can dance?"

"Slaves have been practicing dance since childhood, and they know a little bit."The woman answered softly, but her eyes did not dare to look directly into the eyes of the person in front of her.

Murong was surprised to hold his left cheek in one hand, the other hand to open, with a thin lip, laughing: "Then you are dancing in my palm, if you dance well, stay in the palace."If I am not satisfied...”

His voice suddenly became a little cold: “I will kill you...”

The woman was surprised and raised her head sharply, but she looked at the smiley and lazy eyes, which seemed to be a joke.

“Oh, too, the Emperor.The slave did not dare...” She immediately lowered her head in terror.

“What do you dare not if he wants to?”A beautiful voice came from the corner.

Murong's heart was pounding, what was lazy, and the cold expression was all gone.Instead, it was shocked, delighted, nervous, and panicked.

Where did the spirit come?Suddenly in the corner?

Chu Mei Ling was not angry, in a very good mood, slowly walked up to him, parallel a blessing: "The concubine has seen your majesty."

This courtesy, Murong was horrified and trembling, and hurriedly "brush" to stand up, "Mother sitting!"

The beauty saw this scene even twitching the corners of the lips, is it really too emperor in front of you?Afraid of the Queen being afraid of being like this?

“ Nervous what?The conciliator will not eat you!”The eyes of Chu Mei Ling's phoenix squint, and the red lips aroused the cursive cursory curd.

“Leave off!All out!”Murong waved at the dancers in front of him.

“Yes!”The girls are ready to leave.

“In a hurry what?”Chu Mei Ling also summoned their footsteps, smiling more and more gently: "The mourners also want to see how you dance in the palm of your hand!"Just in the heart of the Emperor!”

“The Spirit!”Murong sighed with a sigh of relief, and ignored the presence of these dancers, and said, “Listen to my explanation...”

“What can be explained?”Chu Mei Ling looked back at him and snorted, “Isn’t your majesty ill?”Don't you think about tea?Skinny?Look at the conciliator, you are very good!”

The last few words, she sharpened her teeth before she said it.

Murong was horrified, and when he saw that these women were still on their knees, they could wave their hands and drink: “Fuck off!What are you still doing?”God knows he’s worried about the spirit swallowing them...

Ever since he had seen the emperor, he was worried about the potential of the spirit child and the interest of eating people.

It doesn't matter if these dancers die, but the spirit is still pregnant with children, and he does not want the child to eat human flesh.

After shaking, he was very conscious in front of the ground to close the door, black eyes smiled slightly: "spirit, you first listen to my explanation, things are not what you think, in fact..."

"What?"In fact, these women are the eyes sent by the yin and yang people, do you want to use it against it?”Chu’s eyebrows raised his eyebrows and also laughed at the bend.

“Yes!The lady is right!”Murong was a heavy focus.