West City of Chang 'an.
Changle Lane.
In the private room, there was an antique red sandalwood and expensive jewelry.
In front of the bronze mirror, a beautiful figure was dressing up. Her legs, her jade-like skin, her perfect curves, and her devastatingly beautiful face were enough to make any man in the world fall for her.
Chang 'an's number one musician, Yang Yuhuan.
"The clouds think of clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows the threshold and reveals its brilliance. If not for the group of jade mountains to see, will meet under the moon to Yaotai.”
This was what Li Bai, the number one Sword Immortal of Chang 'an, had written when he met Yang Yuhuan for the first time in Chang Le Lane.
This woman's beauty is the only one in the world. When she smiles, she can topple a city, and when she smiles again, she can topple a country.
The only person who could suppress her was the supreme empress in the Great Ming Palace.
Yang Yuhuan's every frown and smile was enough to affect the entire Chang 'an City. Scholars had made countless nobles and children fall for them. It was precisely because of this that Yang Yuhuan was in Changle Lane, full of guests every day. It was extremely lively.
However, the goddess in their dreams, who had stirred the hearts of countless people, was now looking at himself in the bronze mirror with a blank gaze.
"Sister ~~"
Suddenly, a delicate voice sounded.
"Sister Li ~~"
A smile appeared on Yang Yuhuan's pretty face. She turned around and her beautiful eyes could not help but light up in surprise.
"So beautiful! Which tailor shop in Chang 'an made this for you?”
Gongsun Li, the Flower Dance, landed on Yang Yuhuan's boudoir like a flower petal.
She and Yang Yuhuan were as close as sisters and were extremely close. In fact, Yang Yuhuan had taken care of her when she was growing up. Now, more than ten years had passed, but Sister Yuhuan was still so young. The two of them looked like sisters.
" There's a strange shop on Vermilion Bird Street called the Hall of Manipulation. These aren't ordinary clothes, but a special demonic creation called skin. Once you have it, you can obtain unimaginable rewards, such as..."
Gongsun Li smiled sweetly and danced around Yang Yuhuan like a drifting flower.
As the number one musician of the Tang Empire, Yang Yuhuan was best at playing the pipa. However, her dancing skills were not inferior to Gongsun Li's. It was only because her pipa was so superb that she was known as the number one musician.
Her beautiful eyes flickered, and her beautiful face changed slightly.
"This is…this is Hua Jianwu? A lost dance? Rumor has it that this dance was passed down from the primordial flower spirit, and it has many incredible effects. I didn't expect…to see it with my own eyes!”
Yang Yuhuan was extremely shocked.
As Gongsun Li danced, beautiful blue petals fell from the sky.
Bathing in these blue petals, the fragrance of the flowers was rich. It was as if one was bathing in the divine light of the flower spirit, making one feel relaxed and happy. There was an indescribable sense of enjoyment that made one's mind unable to help but be immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.
In an instant, even Yang Yuhuan could not help but be intoxicated.
"That's right. After using this special demonic creation, I automatically learned the Flower Dance. That's why I rushed over to tell Sister Yuhuan that the place called the Hall of Operations is definitely a wonderful place!! Perhaps there were some exclusive creations that belonged to Sister Yuhuan!”
Hua Jianwu Gongsun Li said," Sister, follow me to the Hall of Operations. Perhaps I can give you a surprise."”
"Computer Hall? An ordinary shop? The person who could create such a wonderful creation must be an extraordinary person. Thank you, Sister Yuhuan. Let's go and take a look together.”
Yang Yuhuan's beautiful eyes were overflowing with light. Her knowledge far exceeded Gongsun Li's.
To be able to pass down the Primordial Flower Dance in the form of a demonic creation, this person must have grasped a heaven-defying demonic art of mechanisms. He might even be the inheritor of an archaic Divine Clergy. If he was here, he might be able to help him...
"Sister, remember to bring your sachet. Although the things in that shop are good, the shop owner is a little stingy ~~~"
Gongsun Li reminded him.
"Hmm?"
Yang Yuhuan, who was about to leave, was stunned for a moment. Then she couldn't help but chuckle. She had better take her perfume pouch and wallet. There were very few people in Chang 'an who could make Ah Li gnash his teeth. What a wonderful person. Instead, it made her want to meet him even more.
After tidying up the things, Hua Jianwu Gongsun Li held Yang Yuhuan's hand and leaped out of the window like a butterfly. The two women were like fairies from the Heavenly Palace, floating away like immortals.
At the same time.
Azure Dragon Street, in a secluded area.
In a quiet and quiet small building, the courtyard was filled with red peonies, and a tall and sturdy ancient tree was scattered under the shade.
There was a stone chessboard under the ancient tree, and two people were playing chess.
The young man had short silver hair and was dressed in white. His eyes were as calm as the lake of the abyss, without any ripples.
He held a black piece in his hand and seemed to be deep in thought.
In front of him was a man with long silver hair that reached his waist. There was a peony mark on his forehead, and he was dressed in a scholar's robe. The handsome man had a faint smile on his face as he stared into the distance.
Suddenly, the void cracked open, and a blood-colored crow flew out and landed on the red peony in front of him.
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