Quick Wear Peace

Chapter 355: The Fairy Couple 3

After the business was officially on track, An Ning always felt that it was unreliable to ask others to help him with tasks.

After much deliberation, you have to make the decision yourself.

An Ning officially joined the Xiaoxiang Hall for training.

She just didn't expect that practicing a dance would be so difficult, even more difficult than practicing magic.

"The waist should be flexible, not stiff."

The soft little hands patted An Ning's waist gently.

"Is this okay?" An Ning's waist slumped forward and her eyes narrowed.

Hua Ling covered her forehead helplessly, her limbs were as stiff as a tablet, and her eyes were narrowed as if she was going to kill someone.

Hua Ling is the top star of Xiaoxiang Pavilion. She is the best in both dancing and playing musical instruments.

Bian Yue asked Hua Ling to teach An Ning to dance, but An Ning was already used to her previous way of practicing martial arts, so her whole aura was as if she was killing people, and everyone below her was her enemy.

"Come, look into my eyes." Hua Ling decided to go from the most basic feeling.

She walked forward with a slender figure. When she turned around, her eyes were slightly curved, like a soft full moon, pure like white moonlight.

"I understand." An Ning suddenly realized.

He walked forward, relaxing his body. The body of this peaceful world was extremely gorgeous, but it was neutralized a bit by a pair of harmless almond eyes.

She turned around, her eyes curved, and the corners of her mouth curved, revealing extremely attractive dimples.

"Very good, that's the feeling." Hua Ling applauded. Finally one item was passed.

"When you dance, your arms should be soft, and your body should not be stiff, just bend naturally."

As she spoke, Hua Ling gave An Ning a demonstration. Her entire body was soft and boneless, as if there were no bones inside.

After experiencing Hua Ling'e's bad temper, An Ning finally succeeded.

In this way, Hua Ling not only has a sense of accomplishment, but also a feeling of finally being liberated.

But she didn't expect that An Ning still wouldn't let her go and even asked her to teach her how to play a musical instrument.

The posture was correct, and Hua Ling felt that this time it shouldn't be more difficult than teaching the dance.

I put my hands on the table and tried to listen. A murderous sound rang in my ears and the birds and beasts around me hurried away.

Hua Ling covered her ears tightly, she felt like she was about to lose her function.

But what was even more devastating was An Ning's singing, a wild song that sounded like something from hell.

"Stop." Hua Ling came to An Ning and put one hand on the piano.

He looked at An Ning with a blank expression. An Ning had not yet recovered from the singing just now, and her eyes were still full of excitement.

To be honest, she likes singing very much, but her friends never sing with her. Today she finally had a chance to perform, but it was interrupted before she could enjoy it to the fullest. An Ning was a little unhappy.

"Promise me you won't sing again in the future."

As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and fell to the ground. An Ning hurried to her side and helped her up, and saw red spots appearing around her ears.

An Ning helped Hua Ling up and asked the servants around her to quickly find a doctor.

Fortunately, there weren't many people there and no commotion occurred.

When the doctor arrived, he looked at the person on the bed, examined him carefully, stroked his beard, and spoke slowly.

"This girl heard a loud noise, which caused her ears to bleed. She needs to take some medicine and be more careful in the future, and she will be fine."

An Ning stood at the back feeling guilty. Could her singing still be so aggressive?

From now on, when you encounter an enemy, you don’t need to attack, just sing.

"Thank you, doctor." After sending the doctor away, Bian Yue stared at An Ning.

"Master, let's sing more gentle songs in the future."

Bian Yue's words were very tactful, but An Ning still heard her subtext: to sing less in the future.

An Ning nodded guiltily.

This job is not suitable for her, so she might as well make a paper figure.

An Ning looked for other girls to teach her how to play musical instruments, but none of them were willing, for they were afraid that they would become like Hua Ling.

Time passed little by little, and later on An Ning no longer appeared in front of everyone for a long time.

It would be troublesome if they found out that she could live so long.

Later, Bian Yue also moved behind the scenes, and the girls in the museum were replaced one after another.

After An Ning's retreat ended, waves began to emanate from around the room, and the surrounding objects seemed to have been attacked and broke apart instantly.

Fortunately, the entire courtyard was peaceful and a barrier was set up in advance, otherwise it would have caused big trouble.

Bian Yue, who was checking the business here, felt his heart tremble and handed the account book in his hand to the manager next to him.

"I have something else to do. I'll come back to check the accounts later."

"Yes." The steward bowed respectfully.

He did not look down on Bian Yue just because she was a woman. They had already experienced Bian Yue's abilities.

Thinking back to that time, one of the stewards was very disrespectful to Bian Yue and made sarcastic remarks to her because she was a woman.

Bian Yue lifted up the fat manager with one hand, and his eyes revealed through the golden mask were like a cold sharp blade, moving freely over their bodies.

"If you don't want to work here, you can leave now. If you want to work here, then do your job well and don't let me see you trying to be clever."

The manager in Bian Yue's hand had his eyes wide open, bloodshot all over his eyes, a ferocious expression, veins bulging on his forehead, and he tried hard to open his mouth, trying to breathe.

The chubby palm slapped Bian Yue's hand, but the small hand seemed to contain huge energy and did not move at all.

"Yes." The stewards stretched out their hands to wipe the sweat from their foreheads and answered respectfully.

The people around were only here to do their job and had no intention of causing trouble. Even if they wanted to cause trouble, their uneasy feelings would disappear when they saw Bian Yue's fighting power.

Bian Yue's hand loosened, and the fat steward fell to the ground. He breathed in the fresh air in big gulps, and there was a circle of blue marks on his neck.

His eyes were full of fear.

Bian Yue glanced at them lightly, narrowed her eyes, and criticized them in a tone that was neither too light nor too heavy.

After seeing them trembling uncontrollably, he softened his tone and said, "Of course, if you do well, I won't treat you unfairly."

She still understands the principle of giving a sweet date after a beating.

Since then they haven't had any thoughts about anything.

"Master, you're out?" Bian Yue looked at An Ning respectfully.

An Ning stretched and waved his hand gently. With a flash of light, the things around him returned to their original state, as if they had never been destroyed.

"When will the Seventh Fairy come down to earth?" An Ning poked Xiaoyi in the space.

"What's wrong with you?" An Ning looked at Xiaoyi's desolate back curiously.