Chapter 4141: The Tale Case

There is now one more person beside Li Tian and it is Young Master Luo Xue.
Yang Qing got on the bridge, said a few words before letting this person get off the bridge and walked towards Li Tian.
Young Master Luoxue had a temperament like snow, and it was so cold that the atmosphere was embarrassing, and no one spoke.
Li Tian and a few people stood by the lake, and the willow tree had sprouts, but in the breeze blowing, one could smell the fresh breath of spring.
"Cough cough," the fat man coughed suddenly, he pulled La Feng Qiao and said, "Let's go over there and see."
Before Feng Qiao spoke, the fat man pulled his sleeve and left.
Yang Qing blew the whistle, with both hands resting behind his head, he walked a few meters away and chatted with a woman.
Li Tian heard the hustle and bustle of people around, the women's laughter, the men's groaning, his eyes rolled, Fatty and Feng Qiao had stopped in front of a small stall, Yang Qing was busy picking up girls...
"Are you alone?" Li Tian asked.
"En," Young Master Luoxue replied, but her gaze was still looking at the lake. For a long time, she said: "Yi Han is in retreat and does not want to come out."
Li Tian's voice was a little dry, and he heard himself say another sentence: "You look pretty in a skirt."
Young Master Luoxue turned her head, she looked at Li Tian, ​​looked at him a few times, and said: "You are also fine."
Li Tian was stunned for a moment. He scratched his head. He suddenly felt that the alienation of the person in front of him was mostly gone. Although he looked coldly at me,...Anyway, he felt more comfortable.
Young Master Luoxue turned around again without saying anything.
"That letter..." Li Tian suddenly felt that he needed to explain, but before he could finish his words, the person in front of him gave a soft smile.
"I know you didn't write it," Young Master Luo Xue said actively.
Li Tian pursed his mouth. He stepped forward, staring at Yuhu and said, "You should smile more."
Young Master Luoxue didn't speak anymore, and Li Tian didn't speak any more. The two people stood quietly, people coming and going behind them, but they had become a world.
Suddenly, there was a sound of singing on the lake, misty like a night breeze, curling into the ears.
People by the lake began to stop, and the people in the restaurant turned their heads to look around.
I saw that a huge cruise ship entered Yuhu Lake from a channel not far away. On the cruise ship, two groups of women scattered flowers separately, and a young girl sat on the cabin and sang softly.
"This is the wind in front of Diao Cai," Yang Qing said, and Li Tian turned his head to look over.
"What is Feng Yin?" Fatty and Feng Qiao came back and asked when they heard Yang Qing's voice.
"The singing is gentle, born by the wind," Yang Qing said. He pointed to the woman and said: "It's like a fairy music. This is Feng Yin."
"She won the lottery after singing?" Li Tian asked directly.
"No," Yang Qing shook his head, "After Feng Yin, there will be another dance and it will begin."
"Wait for her to dance?" Li Tian said with a frown.
"No, she chooses the people of Yiwu," Yang Qing said. He pointed to the woman in the center of the lake and said: "Anyone can write a literary prose, and the one she chooses can go to the center of the lake. dance."
"Doesn't the person who wins the lottery win the moon first near the water tower?" Feng Qiao said suddenly.
The place of winning is in the center of the lake, dozens of meters away from the lake shore.
"Yes, the completion of a dance is the beginning of winning...Therefore, there are many people who write essays, and everyone wants to take the lead." Yang Qing said, "However, the girls of Feng Yin It’s the Jiaofang Gonge in the palace, and all of them are brilliantly literary, and it is not easy for them to have literary prose in their eyes."
"It's not easy," Li Tian said, taking a step forward, and he said directly: "I'll come!"
Feng Yin had stopped, and the people in the restaurant by the lake were all writing in the air, and the bright white spiritual power was like moonlight.
A smile appeared at the corner of Li Tian's mouth, and the spiritual power in his hand flipped. He turned sideways slightly, his eyes falling on Young Master Luoxue.
He raised his hand, opened and closed, and wrote a few words in a dance.
"The Sapphire Case
Dongfeng night flowers and thousands of trees. Even more blowing, the stars are like rain. BMW engraved cars on the road. Feng Xiao made a sound, the jade pot turned light, and the fish and dragon danced overnight.
The golden strands of moth snow willow, the smile is full of fragrance. The crowd looked for her thousands of times, but the person was there, dimly lit. "
Yang Qing groaned again, his eyes blurred, and when he reacted, he shouted: "Okay!"
Li Tian ignored this person, and didn't look at who Xin Qiji was, what could be wrong, he pushed a whole poem out with one hand, and flew to the center of the lake with the tens of millions of literary fu.
Numerous literary prose kept spinning in the light, but they were scattered one by one by Gong E.
Suddenly, the body of the woman sitting on the cabin flew up, she stretched out one hand, and a literary fu flew in front of her.
She sang it in a low voice. After a long time, she punched out the literary fu with one hand. When the literary fu flew back, it suddenly became bigger, and all the literary fu disappeared one by one. Only this one in the middle of the lake was shining brightly. Light.
In the light of water, the three characters Qingyu Case shimmered and moved, and everyone in the vicinity of Yuhu Lake saw the text.
"it is good!"
I don't know who said something suddenly, and everyone started to talk.
"The crowd looked for her a thousand times, but the person was there, in a dimly lit place."
The fourth prince Yang Han read out a sentence and looked at the literary prose in the air. It took him a long while to say faintly: "It is indeed beautiful."
"I don't know who..." Manager Fang looked out the small window. When he saw the man, he was taken aback and said aloud: "It's him!"
Yang Han looked at Li Tian who came out, and slightly narrowed his eyes. He suddenly said, "Has Xiao Jing arrived yet."
"I haven't seen anyone yet." Manager Fang replied. He paused and said, "Should we..."
"Wait," Yang Han said directly.
The small case under the eldest prince instantly turned into a fan. He looked at Li Tian with cold eyes.
Li Tian walked to the center of the lake. He looked up at the huge character floating in the air, and secretly thought whether he was an infringement.
The crowd watched as a romantic young Lang walked out with a sword, handsome face, faint perseverance in his eyes, and his spirit was not hidden.
What a handsome boy, both civil and military.
"I wonder if the son can reveal his name?"
The woman on the cruise ship asked.
"The nameless soldier, Li Tian," Li Tian turned the fairy sword in his hand lightly, leaning to his side, raising his eyes to look at the person in front of him, arrogantly high.
"I wonder what kind of dance the son has?"
The woman asked again with a smile.
"Sword Dance!"
As Li Tian said, Jian Qi whistled out.