The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

"Let me come next." Tang Naijun's beautiful face with a gentle smile from the past, holding Shen Yanxiao's weak boneless hand, he is unscrupulously small from the Qixia The hand is walking away.

In the melodious singing voice, five animals have launched Shen Yanxiao to **** the battle.

Shen Yanxiao is like a dancing butterfly, twirling in this group of partners.

At this moment, people's hearts are full of joy.

No one noticed that a faint mist ran out of the dance steps, and in the "night sky" gradually formed a slender figure.

Looking at the Yan Yan, who was surrounded by the crowd, the cold face seemed to be softer. The half-squatting scorpion seemed to have a smile. He looked up at the carefully prepared night sky, with a faint one-handed wave. The fog covers the entire dungeon.

The condensed crystal hanging high on the top is like a real star in the dark underground city, sometimes faint.

The "moon" created by the giant condensed crystal suddenly casts a soft glow, as if the real moonlight fell on the ground.

The breeze started, and there was a burst of fragrance, breaking into people's breath. In such a song and laughter, it all seemed to be a catalyst for joy.

A silver light flashed past, like a meteor across the sky, more light shines in the next second, and a "meteor" flashed past.

Shen Yanxiao looked up in the dance steps, watching the meteors pass by, and the eyes were full of surprises.

"The Yangxi is too strong, can actually create a meteor?" Shen Yanxiao has never seen a meteor shower, but after seeing it today, she knows how beautiful it is, no wonder those who lived in the past will not hesitate to stay up late. Waiting for the fall of the meteor.

The fleeting beauty is unspeakable in any word.

The rain that is dancing with Shen Yanxiao is slightly different. The more beautiful night sky in the dungeon is not from their handwriting. At least the meteors have never been able to complete them.

"This...not what we got." Yan Yu’s eyes were a little surprised.

Shen Yanxiao sneaked a little, and when it was doubtful, a slightly deserted voice rang in her ear.

"happy Birthday."

repair!

Surrounded by the sorrows of Xiao Yan, the sound is not ringing in her heart, but in the ear, which means that it has come out of her body.

The bright eyes looked around, and finally, she saw a blurry figure in the "Mingyue".

Really repair.

Shen Yanxiao had a smile on his eyes. He thought that the uncle had no desire, but did not expect that he would participate in her birthday celebration.

She looked at the faint figure and moved her lips silently.

Xiu knows that she wants to say thank you.

"Human thoughts are really the most difficult things to ponder. For these illusory beauty, they are willing to pay an unequal price." Looking at everything in the dungeon, there is no contempt in the cold face, looking at the The little guy in the crowd smiled and raised his eyebrows.

"However, the effect is not bad."

Looking at the beautiful meteor shower, the tip of the fingertips shook a little, and thousands of condensed crystals hanging from the top gathered together, gradually gathering in the "night sky", slowly depicting a beautiful figure.

Everyone looked up at the abnormal shape above, only to see that in a darkness, the girl who was polymerized by condensed crystals was dancing, and the appearance was clearly the reflection of Shen Yanxiao!