my lord baby

"Young master," a man in gray walked up to a man very respectfully.

"How many people died"

"20 people, and not even the bones left"

"Hehe... It seems that your power is not so great, very good, it's time to meet you... Li" the man smiled happily. . .

an attic

"How are you doing..." Zhong Li stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back.

"You've already killed five groups of people, do you want to continue?" Bai Yi frowned as he looked at the back.

"For the past five days, he killed a group of people every day. Do you think he will be able to hold his breath? Also, this is also the result of him provoking Chen'er. Anyone can do it, but Chen'er can't," he said with firmness. . .

"But that person might really be your childhood friend." Before he finished speaking, Zhong Li turned around and looked at Bai Yi with complicated eyes.

"If you want to say that the only friend is you, I don't remember who else is..." He said very disdainfully.

Bai Yi was very happy when he heard this sentence, because this person admitted that he was his friend. You must know that Zhong Li was close to people on the surface, but he was very cruel to himself in his heart. Anyone can see it, and it is still a demon who kills without blood.

But there are three people excluded, one is Uncle Xiao who has been with him since childhood, one is himself, and the other is Murong Yuchen who regards him as everything.

"It's an honor to be your friend...Really." Bai Yi looked at Zhongli and said after finishing speaking, "Then what are you going to do next... see him?"

"We need to see each other, but I also want to go to the palace to have fun... And I haven't seen Chen'er in the past five days, I don't know if Chen'er has not been taken advantage of by that kid, and I should meet old friends." When talking about 'old friend', a trace of blood red suddenly flashed in his eyes.

The sky gradually darkened, and there was a lively atmosphere in the palace. . .Envoys from all over the world also rushed to the inner hall, because the banquet was about to begin. Tonight, Yundi, the strongest of the four kingdoms, was Emperor Yun's birthday.

White tulle was worn layer by layer on the young man's slender body, and his black hair was loosely tied up in a few small bundles with a white headband. There were countless small silver bells on both ends of the headband, which would blow out when the wind blew. There is a crisp bell sound, and the long purple narrow sleeves are inserted into a wide white sleeve. Around the waist is tightly tied a belt of countless white and purple intersecting, countless small silver bells, and is very delicately tied with a bow. A pair of ring-shaped silver bell anklets are worn on a pair of white and translucent jade feet under the placket, and a pair of slender jade hands protrude from the purple sleeves. Because the sleeves are very narrow and long, only a few plump and white fingers can be seen. Picking up a long white veil on the table to cover up that magnificent face, leaving only a pair of clean, bright and clear eyes outside.

"Is it alright?" Murong Yan and Murong Qian walked in, dressed in white make-up, and were stunned when they saw the Murong Yuchen in front of him wearing a veil, wearing a white and purple gauze, and wearing countless silver bells. He looked very much like Tianshan The snow-colored white lotus on the tree is noble, elegant, and refined like a fairy who has strayed into the mortal world.

"Two brothers, don't look stupid, it's time for us to give gifts." He chuckled softly, and the soft voice brought the two absent-minded people back to reality.

"Ling'er, don't be brave." Murong Yan looked worried.

"It's already at this time, brother should trust me." Without hesitation, he looked at Murong Yan firmly.

"Let's go!" Murong Yan stretched out his hand and took the hand inside the purple sleeve and walked out with a smile.

The dinner was going on as scheduled. Emperor Yun sat high on the main seat, and Li Wang Xi Fangyue sat next to him on the second seat. On the left was the envoy of Snow Country, an old man with white beard, dressed in white, standing behind him. Among the several women still wearing white clothes, one of them had very bright eyes.

Then came the ministers from all over the country.

On the right side of Emperor Yun is Yan Lie, the monarch of Yan Kingdom. This person looks very old, although he is very young. Handsome, this person can be said to have an ordinary face, but he can be regarded as handsome. If you observe his eyes carefully, you will feel that this person is not as outstanding as his face, on the contrary, he is even more handsome than the eyes of everyone here, including Emperor Yun. Sharp and divine.

Among the four kingdoms, the emperors of the three kingdoms came, and only the snow country came with a white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man stood up, took the things behind him, walked into the hall and saluted very politely.

"Your Majesty, the monarch of our country did not come here because he was unwell, so he specially asked his minister to send a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and two thousand-year-old snow lotus to wish His Majesty a long life and boundless life."

"Thank you for the congratulatory gift from Snow Country." Emperor Yun smiled knowingly.

Li Wang Xi Fangyue waved his hand, and the attendants behind him brought out two small boxes.

"Your Majesty Yun, our country presents a box of pearls from the South China Sea and a hundred pairs of blood like jade. May your majesty be as blessed as the East Sea and live longer than Nanshan."

"Thank you, King Li." Emperor Yun smiled and looked at Xi Fangyue.

"Yan Kingdom sent three Lingxiang beads, three Yueshou swords, and three anti-drug pills. I wish your majesty good health."

"Oh, hehe... I like King Yan's gift very much." After speaking, he raised his glass to celebrate.

"I heard that His Royal Highness is both civil and military, why didn't His Highness attend?" Li Wang Xi Fangyue asked Emperor Yun with a mocking tone.

Just as Emperor Yun was about to reply, he saw a young man in Tsing Yi walk up to the main hall and knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the crown prince and the two princes have presents for His Majesty. Please, Your Majesty and the envoys from various countries come out of the hall to watch it." After speaking, he retreated to the side.

"Hehe... Well, my son has a heart, so please come out of the hall to watch together." He said and walked in front first, and the others followed.

As soon as I left the hall, I saw a big drum placed in front of everyone, surrounded by candles, two smaller drums on both sides of the big drum, a guqin on the left, an incense burner in front of the guqin, and three A bundled snare drum and two larger bass drums.

The old man in white looked at the decoration and suddenly looked at a woman next to him, who was also surprised.

At this moment, three white shadows descended from the sky, Murong Yan was on the left, Murong Qian was on the right, and Murong Yuchen was in the middle. After that, Murong Yan jumped from the big drum to the small drum on the left and sat down on his tiptoes. He put his hands on the guqin, and Murong Qian also stood on the tiptoe of the small drum on the right side, pointing to the drum with sticks in both hands.

Murong Yuchen stood still in the center of the drum full of candles, his right hand was raised high to reveal a bracelet full of silver bells, his left hand was formed into lotus fingers, his white left foot was slightly bent forward, and the crisp ringtone of his right hand echoed throughout the palace. It sounded, and then the sound of drums and zither sounded at the same time.

The soft body is paired with a soft white gauze dress, light and agile, dancing on the big drum with the sound of the drums, dancing like a heavenly man, with long hair fluttering, slender fingers, bare feet, and countless white hairs around the waist. The purple intersecting belts sway with the wind, the white skirts, everything makes people look fascinated, no one makes a sound, just watching the white figure dancing on the drum, everyone The movements are constantly changing with the drumbeat and the sound of the piano, and the ringing of the bell on the body is constantly coming out. Under the moonlight and the lights, the man in white and purple sleeves looks like a heavenly man. His fluent dancing posture and perfect movements make people unattainable and dare not profane.

Li Wang Xi Fangyue's eyes changed again and again. He never knew that a dance could impress people's souls and penetrate their hearts in this way. A strong desire suddenly dispersed from their eyes and then reunited. The fiery eyes never left for a moment. That white figure.

And King Yan has stayed where he was since Murong Yuchen appeared, with surprise, fascination, excitement, and tenderness constantly flashing in his eyes. I'm afraid he didn't even know that one day he would have a different expression like everyone else, and he has long since disappeared. It was the cold-blooded, heartless and loveless emperor, whose gentle eyes met those clean, bright and clear eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up.

That laugh. . .Murong Yuchen was taken aback because of that faint smile, and stayed a little longer because of that pair of beautiful eyes, so familiar and gentle.

The blue figure in the crowd looked at the beating figure on the drum even more fieryly, holding the fan in both hands, whether excited or shocked, with his mouth wide open and his eyes focused on every complex thing. It didn't take long for the profound movement, but his face immediately sank, and he changed into a worried and distressed expression.

"Xiao Chen'er is so beautiful tonight." Bai Yi changed his expression immediately after he finished the compliment, and looked anxiously at Zhong Li beside him.

"That... that is... what Chen'er dances is... the Phoenix Bell Dance, stop him quickly, if you don't finish this dance, you will kill him" Bai Yi panicked and grabbed Zhongli's sleeve .

"It's too late for you to say it now. Why didn't you say it just now? You can't stop now." He growled, watching every movement of the person on the drum very worriedly.

Suddenly, the old man in white opened his eyes and knelt in front of Emperor Yun and shouted, "It's Fengling Dance! Your Majesty".

When Emperor Yun heard the word 'Fengling Dance', his face darkened immediately, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground in an instant.

"Please explain to me exactly what's going on." Emperor Yun looked at the white-haired old man kneeling at his feet in a panic.

"Your Majesty, the Phoenix Bell Dance is a ritual dance in the snow country of our country. It is used to pray for the one you love. Our country has been lost for hundreds of years. Once this dance is started, it can't be stopped. Even the drums and the sound of the zither can't be stopped." Can't stop or mess up, or the dancers will condense their blood and die immediately." After speaking, she was excited and worried.

"What..." Emperor Yun looked deeply at Murong Yuchen dancing non-stop on the drum.

"How long will it take to stop?" The two voices came from different directions, one was Zhongli, and the other was Yan Lie, the emperor of Yan Kingdom.

"Say" Emperor Yun didn't care about the rudeness of the two, and anxiously waited for the white-haired old man's answer.

"Yes...it will take two hours" the white-haired old man replied solemnly.

"It's almost time, more than an hour has passed." Zhong Li said as if comforting himself, seeing a lot of sweat on the smooth forehead, his expression was very tired, and his heart couldn't help being grabbed by something.

On the other side, Yan Lie's face turned cold, he clenched his fists and closed his eyes, while Xi Fangyue was enjoying everyone's expressions while drinking, including Yan Wang Yan Lie's movements and expressions.

Time passed slowly, Wu continued to dance, and the sound of the drums and qin was still matched. Murong Yan's fingers had already been cut several times by Qin Xuan, and Murong Qian's hand holding the stick was also bleeding. Murong Yuchen didn't change at all, although on the surface it was just sweat flowing from his forehead, but secretly Murong Yuchen's hands, feet and even his whole body were almost unconscious.

pain. . .Inexplicable pain, the kind of deep pain like thousands of needles piercing into the body, my mind kept repeating the previous movements like a mechanical jump, my eyes were blurred, just when I was about to give up, I saw Murong Yan With the smear of red blood on Murong Qian's hands, the strength came from somewhere to regain clarity, his hands and feet were already so cold that they were numb, the cold sweat all over his body caused his body to shiver instinctively, and his brows were furrowed.

If I knew this Phoenix Bell Dance was so difficult, I wouldn't choose it, but now I can't stop. . .It was only then that Murong Yuchen remembered what his mother had explained.

"Ling'er, the Phoenix Bell Dance is not allowed to dance at will, because it will cause great damage to the body, and it must not be danced without my permission."

Originally, it was just for fun, so I used it to dance, but who knew it was so difficult, just die if you don't care.

Murong Yan and Murong Qian on both sides glanced at each other and then focused their eyes on that small figure, a sense of regret flashed through their brains in an instant.

Emperor Yun held his hands tightly, and his eyes were anxious.

At this moment, the drum beat and the sound of the piano stopped, and the movement on the drum also stopped. The two jumped on the big drum, and one of them jumped down while holding Murong Yuchen's hand. 'Uncle Huang' has a long life and good fortune"

Emperor Yun couldn't tell how he felt right now, his hands were trembling in his sleeves, but he still smiled and said, "Okay...get up, I'm very happy and satisfied with this gift." Murong Yuchen limp on Murong Losing consciousness in Yan's arms, Zhong Li just stepped forward when he saw a noisy voice covered by thick smoke.

The palace is in chaos