Long Ying was absolutely fascinated by her, and he met her breath and said: "I can guarantee that in the dark tent, I will treat Xiumei the same way I treat Meixiu Nafu. Open your eyes, I can't see you." With your eyes, you cannot see the charming world inside you.¡±
Hua Xiumei responded with a "hmm" and spun out of his arms, spinning towards the other end of the bridge. In the short distance of about two feet, her hands, feet and slender body made more than a hundred movements like flowing water, each time. All movements and limbs coordinate seamlessly, and each dance posture is integral. No posture is the same, but together it is an inseparable whole dance. There is some mysterious and eternal meaning hidden in the changes, even though there is no drum music. Accompanied by the accompaniment, but only from the rhythm of her dancing posture, Long Ying clearly felt the strong rhythm that seemed to be transmitted from her subtle movements.
This dancer is said to be unparalleled in the world. She is as light as a swallow. When she touches the ground with her long and powerful toes and moves back and forth, she is as light as nothing. Although she is still grounded, she gives people the illusion of flying freely.
Her expression was so focused that it was almost divine, and everything she passed seemed to cause dazzling ripples.
Long Ying was dazzled by the sight, and he wholeheartedly enjoyed her unparalleled way of showing love.
It seemed that he was about to dance to the outside of the bridge, but suddenly Long Ying noticed that she was approaching. It was obviously a retreat, but it was a move forward. For the first time, Long Ying did not trust his eyes, and at the same time he knew that his mind had been completely captured by her.
The difference from before is that she returned to the mortal world from a certain fairyland. She no longer danced as if no one else was watching. Her eyes followed the face with flowing hair, and kept glancing at him. She also moved her eyes to emphasize her concentration. Just like the chaos of dance postures and steps, there is no concealment of the joy that can no longer be hidden in the heart. Fainting and coquettish to the lover, or casting a glance back, or sending flirtatious glances, can always seduce the dragon eagle's three souls and seven souls.
Her movements became exaggerated, yet so subtle. The only posture that can accommodate two extremes and contradictions is the tension in Mei's bones, proudly showing the most touching beauty of her body to Long Ying, full of the beauty of her lines.
As she danced towards him, Hua Xiumei opened her mouth slightly and sang a Qiuci love song that Long Ying could not understand. Whether you understand or not is no longer important. Embedded in her delicate and graceful figure, her ethereal and graceful singing voice, like clouds and water, lingers in this ancient and beautiful city far away from the Middle Earth, making it impossible to leave the deserted long street at night and unable to escape. In the thick atmosphere of "Wish to Escape", Kucha City is no longer Kucha City. But the deep valley in dreams.
When he woke up the next day, Hua Xiu was curled up in his arms like a little sheep.
The wind and rain come at night, and the spring rain comes at dawn, turning into lustful rain powder and conquering the world outside the window.
Long Ying couldn¡¯t put it down and caressed her smooth and fragrant body, thinking of the long street dance with the sweetheart in his arms last night, and her elegant, refined and unique way of romance. The unreserved and passionate love that lasts until death ignites a fire in my heart that can never be extinguished.
There was never a moment when he knew her better than at this moment.
"Perhaps there will be an insurmountable barrier between people when they reach a certain limit, but he knew that he had crossed this limit and reached a state of perfect harmony with her.
Based on the tragic experiences in the past, Hua Xiumei feels tired of life. But her love for life was not wiped out by the ruthless reality. Her passion was reflected in her singing and dancing skills, which became her entire life. To others, including her brother. She keeps her true self sealed and hidden. But last night, she had released herself to the fullest.
Long Ying knew that she had woken up early and said, "Do you know why I never asked Xiumei to return to China with me?"
Hua Xiumei took a bite on his shoulder with her neat, white teeth, causing slight pain. It hurts to the bottom of my heart.
Long Ying said to himself: "Because Hua Jia belongs to Qiuci. Without Hua Jia Qiuci, it would be like the crown losing its most dazzling gem, and it can no longer become the highest symbol."
Hua Xiumei took his second bite.
The Dragon Eagle roared with an exaggerated cry, and Xuexue cried out in pain: "Do you want to buy someone's life?"
Hua Xiumei said sternly: "Xiumei is settling a score with you. Is your "not deceiving the secret account" actually like this?"
Long Ying laughed hoarsely and said: "If you want to blame Hua, you have to blame yourself for being young and ignorant. The so-called 'not deceiving the dark account' is irrelevant at all. The most important thing is not to deceive yourself, and don't let time slip through your fingers. Hee hee! I can say any despicable and shameless things to get everyone to sleep with me."
Seeing that Hua Xiumei remained silent, Long Ying smiled and said, "Hua, do you want me to do another 'Not Bully the Dark Account' tonight?"
Hua Xiumei said softly: "It's raining!"
Long Ying said with great joy: "Hua, don't you want me to work hard in the workshop? This is no problem, just wait for me.""Inform those two boys and they will understand my little brother's difficulties." "
He couldn't help but laugh at Hua Xiumei, who smiled as sweetly as a silver bell, and was frank and charming. He traced his chest with his fingertips and said with a smile: "Don't think that I am obedient to your orders. To me, the love between a man and a woman is like trying to burn wood to keep warm in the ice and snow. When the fire goes out, it still remains. It¡¯s freezing cold.¡±
Long Ying pretended to be surprised and said: "This metaphor is very interesting. The only problem is that based on Hua everyone's performance last night, Hua everyone's words and deeds are actually inconsistent."
Hua Xiumei said in disbelief: "Master Ying!"
Long Ying said: "Do you want me to accompany you all day, or do you want me to be released to the workshop as an iron smelting apprentice? Tell me quickly!"
Hua Xiu was so embarrassed that she buried her face in his neck and refused to answer him.
Long Ying felt something. If he hadn't been holding the beautiful woman he had just become fused with in his arms, no matter how hard he struggled, he still couldn't get out of the swamp of life caused by the death of the two women.
At the same time, another question came to mind.
How did the enemy know that he would go to Kucha?
On the fifteenth day, sword-making finally reached a critical stage.
In the past fourteen days, sword making has been carried out day and night. When the sword model was put into the kiln for firing, Shengdu adjusted the proportion of black gold and other metal components according to the secret method of Xijiasi. The proportion of black gold and other metal components was probably Sixty percent, iron accounts for half, and tin and lead account for the rest.
After the preparation was completed, Shengdu put it into the crucible in the main furnace, first roasted it with a slow fire, and then ignited the thirteen independent and connected kilns of the Huolong Kiln one by one. After five days, the number of thirteen kilns was reached. The fierce fire was burning, and the foot blower was used to continuously send heat to the main furnace.
There are hundreds of donkey carts transporting firewood and charcoal every day, especially to the clear springs flowing down from the Tianshan Mountains to obtain pure water for cooling and forging when the molten gold comes out of the furnace.
According to Shengdu, during the process of melting gold, impurities in the raw materials will be removed and vaporized. The stronger the fire, the purer the final melt will be.
In the past, to refine heavenly weapons and artifacts from heavenly stones, it was often necessary to collect the raw materials for a weapon from multiple pieces of heavenly stones of different sizes and with different contents. The composition of black gold is far lower than what it should be. Such a large black gold core can be used to make more than two heavenly swords. The proportion has been increased to the extreme, which can be said to be unprecedented.
As far as Longying¡¯s black sword is concerned, it is already a peerless magic weapon, but the proportion of black gold does not exceed 40%. As for why it is so heavy, it should be related to the fact that black gold is mixed with other strange iron materials.
The biggest problem is the control of the heat.
After the raw materials are put into the main furnace, they cannot be opened and viewed. Fuel can only be added at the bottom of the furnace. Therefore, what kind of scene is inside the furnace can only be judged based on the control and experience of the fire.
There is no guarantee of success in this matter, and it is purely a matter of luck if he replaces his master, the Forging Master, because the genius knows how to control the hardness, impurity content and melting point of the black gold core this time. Exceeding or failing are both taboos in sword making.
Of course, if the impurities are not removed, the molten gold will undergo strange qualitative changes. Only when the impurities are removed and the melt is thoroughly melted, can the furnace be opened to retrieve the treasure, and the work will be completed.
This problem was solved by Longying.
With his telepathy, the changes in the furnace could not be hidden from him at all. So starting from the fourteenth day, Long Ying did not dare to leave the smelting furnace, and had three meals a day nearby.
The three of them were chatting in the open space outside the workshop, and Tiegang was able to get out of bed and walk three days ago. Everyone was excited and looking forward to the two heavenly swords that could be released at any moment.
Long Ying remembered that Dada was a member of the Tianshan tribe who lived in a tree house. He originally asked them to help find out the whereabouts of Xue Yantuo's horse thief, but unexpectedly it failed to work and they were defeated miserably. He nodded and said: "The most important thing is to remain calm. Then one day I will suddenly appear, catch them off guard, and settle the debt Bian Ao owes me."
"That's exactly what I told him," Huang Yuanwu said.
He added: "The news that you are in Qiuci City has spread to many countries such as Huihe, Tuqishi, Yanqi and Gaochang. It has caused a sensation in the entire Tianshan Mountains and the Tarim River Basin. It will be sooner or later that it spreads to the Turks. I wonder if it will affect your arrival. Going to the plateau?"
Wan Renyu said harshly: "The nearest one will come first. If Bian Ao is the one who comes, I won't let any of them leave alive."
Tiegang, who knew a little bit of Chinese, asked: "How is the situation of the Khotan River re-flowing?"
Wasteland Dance said: "It's time to completely return to the flow within ten days. By then, taking the shortcut is still not a pleasure, but it will always be much easier."
Feng Mo and a few of his men came out of the workshop and joined them. Huang Yuanwu winked at Feng Mo and showed all the appropriate gestures.
All three of them felt baffled.
Seeing the three people staring at him, Huangyuan Wu smiled bitterly and said, "Don't ask, it's about the disposal of the remains."
The three of them were speechless.
Huang Yuan Wu said to Long Ying: "My sister-in-law is here!"
Longying wanted to jump up, but then he remained seated in embarrassment.
Wan Renyu said angrily: "Go! No one will blame you."
Long Ying smiled and said, "Please forgive me for being with you for a moment."
Like a gust of wind, he followed the instructions of Wilderness Dance.