Chapter 1959

But Ziyuan was not in a hurry. She nodded or turned at her feet, and her body was spinning or bending down. Everyone saw Ziyuan dancing like a fairy in the cold palace, shaking her sleeves and walking in the clouds, like thousands of instruments!

Everyone was stunned for a moment. None of them thought that this thrilling battle should be so elegant and dusty without a trace of murderous spirit!

Everyone felt that Ziyuan didn't seem to be fighting at this time. She just danced alone on the court, as if there were no one else, cold and silent.

Li Yundong was stunned. He looked at the light and flexible feet of Ziyuan and sighed in his heart: it's not like a pair of fairy feet that should step on the red world, but the woman with these feet can only stagger in the thorns of the red world!

Li Yundong's heart moved and couldn't help whispering, "its shape is also as graceful as a startling Hong and as gentle as a swimming dragon. It's as glorious as autumn chrysanthemum and as lush as spring pine. It's like covering the moon with light clouds and floating like snow in the wind."

Everyone was stunned when they heard that Li Yundong's sentence came from Cao Zhi's Luoshen Fu, which praised Luoshen. They couldn't help cheering in their hearts. They felt that these two sentences were like describing asters!

Zhou Qin, who was nearby, immediately said, "if you look at it from a distance, it will be as bright as the sun rising into the morning glow; if you force it and observe it, it will be as bright as the Fu, and other waves will appear."

When Su Chan saw that the asters had the upper hand, she couldn't help but be happy. She smiled and said, "thick fiber has the heart, short and fit. If the shoulders are cut, the waist is as plain. The neck is lengthened, the neck is beautiful, and the bright quality is exposed. The fragrance is not added, the lead is imperial. The cloud bun is like Emei, and the eyebrow is beautiful."

At this time, Ruan Hongling and the little foxes on one side also laughed and connected the following words one by one. After Ling Yue finished singing, Li Yundong smiled and said: "sigh that paogua is unparalleled, chanting the solitude of morning glory. The Yi of light coat is swept, and Yi Xiu's sleeve is trimmed to wait. Xiu Xun flies like a God, Ling Bo is walking slightly, and Luo socks are dusty!"

When he finished reciting the last word, he saw that the asters on the field suddenly stopped. Her hands shook, and the purple ribbon in her hands suddenly spread like a waterfall. Her sleeves danced in the air, gently raised and floating, like a touch of quiet clouds and smoke, floating and moving in people's eyes.

At first, Shenxiu tried to pull the purple ribbon of Ziyuan, but the purple ribbon in Ziyuan's hand seemed to be endless. He pulled one meter, another meter, two meters, and then two meters.

But the more he pulled, the faster the asters wound, just like a spider weaving a web. One by one, the filaments wound around Shenxiu, gradually making more and more ribbons on him.

When Ziyuan stopped completely, he had become a big zongzi. He had a magical power and strange Yin Qi, but he had no place to play.

Shenxiu struggled angrily, but no matter how strong people are, how can they struggle out of such constraints?

After struggling for a few times, Shenxiu found that the ribbon on his body was motionless. He angrily said, "you cheat, I don't accept it!"

The aster smiled faintly, "don't you agree?"

God Xiu angrily said, "let go of me and we'll fight again!"

Ziyuan smiled and said, "OK!"

At this time, the practitioners of Zhengyi sect and Qingcheng sect shouted: "immortal Ziyuan, don't let the tiger go back to the mountain!"