Quick Transmigration: Irresistible Beauty Chapter 362: Blackened Junior Sister (67)

The dances Wan i showed could be said to be the best in the world. This was hardly an exaggeration on the leader's part.

The leader even corruptly and avariciously thought: only if Wan i could also attract those who had imperial blood in them, then...

With a shake of his head, the leader quickly put away those impractically dreamy yet distracting thoughts. Those thoughts would only make him feel even more greedy than he was right now.

Wan i was just a girl who ca to the capital from the countryside. Regardless of how good the young woman looks and dances on the stage, how could the mbers of the imperial family seriously put her in their eyes? It would be good enough if Wan i could get the favor of soone with a higher official position.

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Inside the imperial palace, there was a vast and magnificent hall. On the dragon throne sat a handso man wearing a golden jade crown on his head and clothed in a golden dragon robe. He was a little different from last ti and seed to appear a little more energized today. The reason was because of the presence of a man in blood-red armor standing on the side of the stage: General Qiao, Qiao Jie.

Although Qiao Jie was standing in a lower position, the bloody sll on his body was not fake and was not able to be concealed.

Qiao Jie's features were like that of an impressive sculpture that was sculpted with imnse care. He was a remarkably handso man. His abyssal black eyes were sharp and slanted upwards, looking extrely icy and ruthless, better emphasizing his high cheekbones and defined jawline. He was tall as well, considerably taller than the average man. He was a man who was intimidating in stature alone.

No one seed to be able to get close to him, especially with the rciless and frigid aura enveloping his figure. The man is, after all, the notorious mad dog of the emperor. There was in no way that anyone here could possibly not recognize him.

It is worth ntioning that Cheng Mo was also sitting in a high position, holding a wine glass in one hand and sipping on it from ti to ti. Next to him sat Qing Xi, Jiang Wen Xiu, and the other martial artists and immortal cultivators.

In addition, the emperor took the ti to converse with Cheng Mo for a few words, and Cheng Mo also responded with a friendly smile. It would not be a pleasant sight for them to put their distaste for one another out in the open.

Soon, the performances started one after another.

This year's presentation was not all that different from those in the past. When everyone started to beco a little bored, they saw two enchanting young won with thin veils coming up to the stage.

One was dressed in crimson, as red as a fiery dawn, and the other was dressed in white, as pure and pristine as snow. The delicate gauze that covered the lower half of their faces was light and flowing. The exquisite ornants on them were made of shining gold and silver, which glistened brilliantly under the light of the sun. Nevertheless, the most striking feature of all was the pair of phoenix eyes of the woman in red.

Those pair of eyes seed to be flowing with starlight. They were sparkling, flickering, like a sky full of stars, but they were also incredibly deep, like the srizing black of the night. It appeared that the young woman had applied so rouge, the ends of her eyes flushing with a light red glow and a brown mole close to the corner of her left eye, which all looked very attractive.

The music sounded, the musicians began to play, and the two people on the stage moved in sync.

The music was lodious and rhythmic, and the dance steps of the two were like wind and water, showing the utmost tenderness. However, tenderness in the movents of the dance is not associated with boneless softness; rather, it is associated with the softness of strength, the softness of the push and pull of the wind and waves, and the strength of going with the flow.

The young woman in the white dress was clean, neat, and full of spirituality, while the one in the blood-red dress was enchanting and captivating, with a hint of demonic spirit in her gait, which evoked one's lust and desire at a glance. Extrely seductive. An irresistible beauty.

Everyone unconsciously slowed their breathing. A number of nobles and officials who were already full of desire had even called their subordinates to inquire about the origin of the two young won on stage. Yet, in the blink of an eye, they noticed that those situated in the upper seats were staring at them intently, so they were compelled to remain silent and give up on taking any action.

It was clearly not their turn to make those two beauties theirs. They have no right to do so as long as their superiors do not allow them to do so. What a pity…

In the anti, Yue Ran was dancing on the stage, ignoring the silent dispute between the nobles and officials. Her thin waist was partially concealed under a scarlet tulle, with so tiny bells hanging on her head, which would ring with each step she took. Her skirt danced with her veil when making a turn, like a dream. Her fair skin is luminous under the sun, and the beautifully exposed collarbone draws a graceful curve.

There is a small red flower-like enchanting mark between the eyebrows, and the gleaming eyes, which were particularly dark but pure, were so innocent and clear, yet so full of charm, that it was still shining so brightly in the day—shining so brightly that it could contend with the sun.

The young woman in red must be a beguiling demon.