After Yang Ling got up and put Liya on the ground, she stretched her waist beautifully and said: "The world is set, although it is a waste of time, we can relax and return to the earth."

Liu Muhan smiled and nodded, but Lya giggled and said, "Great victory tonight, happy mood!"

"Dad, little aunt, how about I perform a show for you?"

"it is good!"

Liu Muhan giggled: "Your dad likes watching girls dance, so you can dance to make him happy."

"Ugh?"

Yang Ling said weirdly: "Dong Liu, how do you know that I like watching girls dance?"

Liu Muhan said naturally: "Xue'er told us, and don't you want us to dance a dance at the annual meeting?"

"This Nizi betrayed me..."

After murmured, Yang Ling chuckled: "She was wrong. I don't like girls dancing, but watching you dance."

"Ah, are you ashamed!"

Liu Muhan took a bit of sweet talk, his face flushed slightly, but his eyes were full of smiles.

The female president is actually quite coaxing, sweet talk or something is the most popular.

"Ding, you satisfied Liu Muhan's wish that you would say something sweet occasionally, and the wish value is +8."

Leya giggled and said, "Sour and Sour, Dad, I'm here with such a big light bulb, you just said it."

"The teeth are sour!"

Yang Ling laughed loudly and said, "Daughter, you don't understand this. If I don't speak sweet words, how can your little aunt and your mother marry me?"

"How come there are you? Right?"

"Oh? It's logically meticulous!"

"Then the minister thanked his father a lot?"

Léa's giggling flower branches trembled "chaotically", but Liu Muhan gave Yang Ling a slight hammer and said, "Don't bring any broken children."

With that, she looked at Leya again and said, "You child, you have to be ladies in the future."

"Well, didn't you say you want to dance?"

"Ok!"

Lya took a deep breath to calm herself, but she looked at the moon sky and said: "This is the most beautiful figure of my mother in my memory. I want to be able to see it in the realm of my mother."

As soon as this remark came out, Liu Muhan's eyes showed a trace of nostalgia, but Yang Ling was slightly surprised.

What dance does this child want to attract the attention of the little dragon girl?

Seeing that Léa took out the Green Rainbow Sword and danced gently under the shining of the moonlit night.

This is a sword dance!

In the moonlight, on the edge of the cliff, her figure is agile and graceful, really beautiful!

"The dragon shadow follows the wind..."

Yang Ling looked at Liya with soft eyes. Apart from Xiaolongnv, Sister Xianzun, and Mu Han by her side, only Liya would be able to do this sword style.

Liu Muhan's sword style is still incomplete, and Yang Ling can't learn it at all.

Because this is a sword style suitable for women to practice, there is a trace of sadness in the beauty.

Liu Muhan looked at Liya and sighed softly, "A Ling, this is the sword dance form of the dragon shadow following the wind. One move is almost the same as the sword move, but it is a bit less sharp and more soft. ."

"Ok."

Yang Ling nodded. He had seen the first few styles, but when the sword dance came to the seventh style "Passing Years" sword strokes, the sky full of stars seemed to be drawn, and the stars followed the Qinghong sword gently dancing, combining with Liya That graceful figure is truly as beautiful as the world.

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At this moment, Yang Ling seemed to see the little dragon girl...

"Long Er, where are you now?"

Nostalgia rose in his heart. If one day Long Er can dance with Mu Han, the shadow of the dragon will follow the wind, then maybe his life will reach completion...

The eighth style Wanshang had a hint of sadness, but it was in line with the tragic battle in the distance. After this style dance, Yang Ling thought that the sword dance was over, because the next four styles needed two people to perform together.

But Léa chuckled slightly: "You are optimistic, remember to praise me later!"

As she spoke, Liya suddenly turned her body and performed a sword dance again!

As soon as this move was made, it seemed as if a hundred flowers were in full bloom beside her, but behind her dragged a bunch of afterimages, like a butterfly through a flower, very beautiful.

"Shadow Word Jue!"

Liu Muhan applauded again and again: "Look, Aling, look at this, this is my sister's exclusive Shadow Word Art, a glimpse of the fragrance!"

Yang Ling's heart was shocked when she saw this style of floating fragrance and glimpses. The afterimage behind her seemed to be another person. Although doing the same action, it made people feel that there were two people present. Dance together!

A avenue of swords spread, and this style of fragrant glimpses actually communicated the law of swordsmanship in the dark!

"Fantastic!"

Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh, Liya smiled even more when she heard the words, she giggled and said, "There's more!"

After saying that, he turned around again, a breeze blew by, the flowers blooming around gently swaying, the original afterimages turned into gentle winds, as if it were the gentle little hands of sister Xianzun. Soothing...

"Wind Word Jue!"

The smile on Liu Muhan's face was really a flowery smile.

"A Ling, this is our sister Xianzun's wind character formula, Shaohua Qingfeng!"

The young and fresh breeze also spurred the avenue of swords. Compared with the glimpse of the fragrance of the fragrance, it is less fierce and more tangled. It is indeed the sword style created by sister Xianzun. It is really gentle as water!

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

Yang Ling looked fascinated, and at this moment, he seemed to think of a soft sigh. He quickly turned his head and looked at Liu Muhan, only to see Liu Muhan blinking at himself.

The two of them are connected, everything is silent.

The sigh was made by sister Xianzun, she saw it!

Is this lamenting the past?

Still marveling at Léa's amazing talent?

Yang Ling looked at Léa expectantly, and Léa was really amazingly talented, but he let out a sigh of relief: "Dad, little aunt, watch me perform the eleventh pose!"

"Wow!"

She was soaring up into the sky, the sword shadows of the green rainbow swords hovering around her, in a fierce aura, with the ethereal mood of the fairy cloud, the diffuse sword avenue seemed to resonate, as if there was a sword in the sky. The condensed phantom was dancing in the same way.

Yu Jian Fei Xian!

This is the eleventh style of Dragon Shadow following the wind, the sword flying fairy!

This is a style created by Xiaolongnv and Sister Xianzun. The two top-level Xianzun cooperated, and the power of their sword moves is unimaginable. It is the sword dance at this moment that can evoke resonance between the world and the earth, which shows its extraordinary magic!

Liu Muhan's eyes showed a stunning "color", and exclaimed: "Oh my god, this style is very difficult, how did Xiao Jinlei do it!"

"Aling, this kid is amazing, and his future achievements may be better than you!"

Yang Ling nodded repeatedly, marveling at the exquisiteness of Yujian Feixian, and sighing at the daughter of Leya.

What kind of daughter did I give birth to, to such an extent!

While dancing her sword, Léa looked at the sky with Qiong Qiong, as if she wanted to see through layers of space, crossing the barriers of time, and looking at the respected person in her heart.

"Mom, are you watching?"

She whispered to herself, but the next moment she took a deep breath, the whole person's momentum changed!