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In the center, a snow-like jade platform stands tall between the pools and is far away from the surrounding tables.

Han Ling's expression changed slightly. This arrangement was ingenious, and it was no less than that of the princes and nobles. The servants who were the disciples of Qijuetang led the way, and quickly reached the upstairs private room.

Surrounded by screens, there are couch and table, but it happens to be able to see the Yutai pool in the middle of the downstairs, which is obviously the best place to watch the dance.

Seeing Han Ling sitting down on the couch, the disciples of Qijue Hall glanced around and reported in a low voice, "Young master, the elegant room next to him is where Zhao Gongzijia and several ministers of the state of Zhao are, and this person is already waiting here. For a few hours, even two ministers were impatient and wanted to leave, but they tried their best to persuade them for some reason."

Han Ling raised eyebrows lightly and brought people here in advance. Some people wanted to leave but were persuaded to leave? .

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He smiled playfully, squeezed his chin lightly and said, "It seems that this young master Zhao still has some plans to come here."

Have a plan?Da Siming looked at him and said, "Young Master, what do you mean?"

At this moment, an impatient voice vaguely came from the private room not far away, "It's really unreasonable, this snow girl is only a mere dance girl, and her reputation has just started, so she dares to let this general wait until now."

"General Zhao calm down, it's reasonable for everyone to prepare for Zhao Wu's "Zero Zero Three" before taking the stage."

It seemed that the words of persuasion had just come out, and someone immediately echoed, "Your Highness is very true, if the general is unhappy, he will ask the person in charge of Feixue Pavilion and the dance girl to come to pay homage. The prestige of a family, that dance girl dare not give up the general's face"

The Zhao clan, the second strategist in Zhao's country, Han Ling's mouth curled slightly, and said interestingly, "It seems that the chess piece in Zhao Gongzijia's plan has already taken the bait."

Da Siming was about to say what he wanted, when a chime chime rang softly downstairs.

When the candles around the pavilion were dimly extinguished, the glass on the house lightly opened, and a cold moonlight shone down, reflecting on the snow-like jade platform and complementing each other.

The pools around the jade platform are gradually surging, and golden lotus flowers emerge randomly from the gate, which is quite exquisite.

About to start, Han Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he leaned on the couch, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

At this moment, the sound of the flute came from above the colored glass. The flute sound was ethereal and clear, and gradually a little bit of snow fell from above along with the red silk curtain.

Looking at the graceful figure that was vaguely reflected between the red silk curtains, Han Ling smiled faintly with the wine glass in his hand, and tapped his fingers in front of his knees. It is not without reason that he was able to become famous in Handan overnight. Compared with Nongyu's piano sound.

The sound of the song suddenly melodious, and the red silk curtain was rolled up, revealing a graceful figure standing quietly with her hand raised inside.

Snow-haired silver ornaments, bright eyes with shadows, wearing a light blue dance dress, slightly exposed waist and shoulders, pursed lips and stood quietly on the jade platform, the surroundings were silent.

At this time, a soft sound of the piano broke the silence in the pavilion, and the light blue skirt on the jade platform rose lightly.

Looking at the silk swirling like a flying swallow, Han Ling's expression moved slightly, and a meaningful smile floated on the corner of his mouth. From this light dance, he noticed the unique rhythm and rhythm of the silk that made people fall into a dream. chill...  

Yingchen gathers feathers, and twists her arms into her sleeves is Li Wu's light work and killing techniques. Now it seems that Lingbo Feiyan is not an ordinary Zhao Wu, and this Snow Maiden is not a weak dancer without strength. .

Looking at the snow girl dancing lightly and spinning on the jade platform, the other party's information soon appeared in front of him.

Name: Snow Girl (Level 71)

Identity: Feixue Pavilion Dancer (daughter of Zhao Wu everyone in Feixue Pavilion)

Ability: Baixue (Song of Refreshing God), Lingbo Feiyan, Dance Art 92, Quyi 92, Cold Energy.

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Attributes: Strength 62, Agility 72, Constitution 68, Charisma 93.

Han Ling smiled slightly, and sure enough, this strength is not weak.

And the Zhao Guowei who had colluded with Zhao Gongzijia before mentioned that the person who was in charge of Feixue Pavilion would go with her when he proposed to make Xue Nv apologize, which was very meaningful. It seems that this person may have investigated this Snow Maiden's life experience. .

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He took a light sip of wine and watched the blue silk on the jade platform fluttering lightly, as if traces of untraceable chills drifted along the hem of the skirt to a certain private room.

At this time, a burst of applause suddenly sounded, interrupting the sound of the piano in the pavilion inappropriately, and someone in the private room on the side pretended to be a loud voice, "Being able to become famous in Handan recently, this Lingbo Feiyan is really a good dance. "

Han Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the screen beside him, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I saw the Snow Maiden dance abruptly stop on the jade platform, and frowned slightly and glanced at the private room where the voice sounded.

The dignitaries watching the dance in the pavilion also frowned and glared at the elegant room where Zhao Gongzijia and several ministers of the state of Zhao were, and they talked a lot.

"Who dares to be so presumptuous!"

"Shouldn't it be to disrupt the situation?"

When a group of dignitaries from various countries saw the appearance of the person who spoke up, someone suddenly said in shock, "Yes, it's General Zhao Mu! The head of the Zhao family."

For a moment, the crowd was dumbfounded, and the voice of discussion stopped abruptly.

In the elegant room, Zhao Mu sat in front of the desk and smirked proudly. In this Handan, except for Wu'an Jun Li Mu and Xiangguo Guo Kai, the Zhao family was the only one, even if it was Zhao Gongzijia, the elder brother of Zhao Wang. He should also be flattering, and dare not be neglected, and who would dare to offend him.

Seeing Zhao Mu arrogantly swiping away the servant and picking up the wine baron on the table, he looked at Xue Nu as if he wanted to stand up and say something. A robe man with a short beard and a crown next to him had a flash of light in his eyes, and looked at the doorman at the same seat. , slowly picked up the wine glass and remained silent.

At this moment, Zhao Mu's expression suddenly became stagnant, and the posture of getting up stopped, and the corner of his eyes looked behind him with difficulty.

In the pavilion, there was a surging crowd, and Xue Nu looked at Zhao Mu in surprise.

I don't know when, the young servant next to him was holding a dagger around his neck and grinned, "General Zhao has a high position and a great reputation, but he shouldn't disturb the Yaxing of my son."

To disturb your son Yaxing?Zhao Mu stared and was about to burst out, but he felt the coldness around his neck but he could only endure it, and said loudly, "Who is your son, who dares to instruct his servants to hold me hostage in public, aren't you afraid to leave? Can’t leave this Handan for half a step?!”

The disciples of Qijue Hall's eyes flickered, and said with a low smile, "General Zhao also took care of our business, except for the son of his nephew Zhao Kuo, who was able to ascend to the position of the head of the Zhao family, it is better to be cautious at this time. Otherwise, even if you can survive today, you’d better sleep with your eyes open every day in the future, because once you close your eyes, you will most likely never open them again.”

"." Who are you?!" Zhao Cong's eyes widened suddenly, and cold sweat gradually soaked his back. Only one force knew this secret, Gathering and Dispersing Quicksand!