Ziyun's master would not object, so he asked the disciples to prepare the melody and asked Ji Tianyue to name it.

But after Ji Tianyue said the name of the tune, no one knew it.

Ji Tianyue stares at Rong Yuetian LAN and says, "brother Rong Yue, you may be the only one who can play this music, but your hand is hurt. Playing the jade flute will hinder you. Why don't you say the tune and let the musicians here play it?"

Not everyone in the world is as smart as Rong yuetianlan. You can play any tune immediately after listening to it.

Even if Rong Yuetian LAN writes the music directly, it is estimated that those people should practice it several times.

Rong Yuetian LAN glanced at Ji Shenyue, who was at Xie Fengliu's side, and touched the jade flute. He said softly, "don't need them. I'll accompany you."

As soon as Ji Tianyue's eyes brightened, her little face cheered: "that's good! Thank you very much, brother Rong Yue. But your injury... "

"It's just a minor injury, no problem." Allow the moon sky LAN already to sink the heart.

He took a look at Ji Shenyue, whose mind was all on Xie Fengliu at the moment. He was using his mind to heal him. He didn't look here at all.

Rong Yue Tian Lan's lips are gently pulled. He seems to smile for a while. He doesn't know whether to laugh at himself or others.

He has already felt that the injury on his hand has hurt the muscles and veins, and even cut a little bone in the palm, which is really painful now.

The sword belongs to Ji Shenyue. She should know what the consequences are.

But she chose to ignore, to care about the injury far less than his heavy thanks.

As if I didn't see his bloody palms, it was clear that the blood had dyed the gauze through

Rong Yuetian LAN slightly drooped his eyes. He quickly dealt with the injury on his hand, put on the corresponding ointment, and then pointed the acupoints. Finally, he successfully stopped the blood flow, which was bandaged again.

He played the jade flute again. This time, it was just a common play, with no mental power.

Ji Tianyue dances with the sound of Xiao. What she dances is the one she danced in front of JunLiu night.

The body and posture are gentle and beautiful.

All the people present are experts in this field, so we can see the advantages and disadvantages naturally.

Seeing that Ji Tianyue can dance such a standard at such a young age, they all applauded warmly.

The dance of Ji Shenyue is a combination of hardness and softness, which has both the spirit of ice and snow and the tenderness of willow. When the two are combined, it gives a shocking effect.

But Ji Tianyue's dance is full of her daughter's grace, her waist and legs are like willows, her arms are like soft silk, showing the soul of a superb dancer.

The dance of the two sisters can be said to have their own characteristics.

This is the best dance Ji Tianyue is good at. She used to win thunderous applause every time she danced. This time, of course, it's no exception.

It wasn't until the thunderous applause came that Ji Shenyue noticed the movement here. He happened to see his sister's flowing skirt gently spinning to the ground. And Rong yuetianlan also played the last note. The jade flute in his hand had just been put down.

Ji tianyueshen bent slightly towards the crowd, with perfect etiquette and sweet smile.

And the eyes of Rong Yue Tianlan are also looking at her, with a smile on his lips.

Ji Shenyue also smiled. Her little sister really has a talent for dancing. It's not uncommon for her to win a big prize. It's also the pride of her father. Every time there's a state banquet or a major festival, the emperor of Southern heaven will always let her dance.