I Am Not the Supreme God

The music is rushing like rain. I don't know if this is the original rhythm, or the musician has deliberately accelerated the rhythm because of Tang Chuan's existence.

Tang Chuan, at the center of the dance floor, undoubtedly attracted all eyes. With his different style of dancing, cheers were heard around him.

Bonnieville saw this scene, naturally a trace of suspicion inevitably rose in his heart.

However, the five-short fat man in the center of the dance floor was too exaggerated.

Bonnieville decided to take a closer look. Nearly everyone at the party was shaking their bodies in such an atmosphere and dancing to the rhythm.

"Salche, come on!"

The civet masked man walked onto the dance floor, swayed his body slightly, and waved to Bonnieville.

Bonnieville didn't mean to explain anymore. Knowing that the explanation was unclear, she didn't say much. She also shook her body slightly, danced towards the center of the dance floor, and approached Tang Chuan to find out.

Seeing that Bonnieville did not refuse this time, the man with a civet cat mask was overjoyed, and danced to come up and hug her.

But Bonnieville always avoids without a trace. Others can see that the two are dancing partners, but they are not as close as a couple.

Dancing a dance similar to Cha Cha, Bonnieville wearing a civet mask man also aggressively moved into the center of the dance floor.

Tang Chuan's dance moves are very big, leaving him a looser space in all the centers. While dancing, Tang Chuan's eyes searched everywhere.

Suddenly, he heard a voice in his ears: "Salche, come with me!"

The surrounding sounds were very noisy, but Tang Chuan still keenly caught the source of the sound.

He turned his head and saw that a civet masked man was eagerly and helplessly on the dance floor, chasing a moonlight masked woman who looked like Bonnieville and was also similar to his dance partner.

He understood something in a flash, and Tang Chuan also had to complain. It was really an oolong.

The civet mask man called the moonlight mask woman Sarche, and the other party didn't care about him.

And his dance partner also exchanged names with himself just now, and she was also called Sarche.

So Tang Chuan can roughly know that he, Bonnieville, and the man with the civet mask all recognized the wrong person at first.

It's just that he and Bonnieville reacted quickly, but the man in the civet mask was still in the dark.

The arc of Tang Chuan’s dancing gradually decreased, and the surrounding space was compressed. The people on the center dance floor approached. Someone danced and slapped Tang Chuan sideways with the dance, and whistled: "Friend, God of Dance!"

Tang Chuan responded with a wavy dance without speaking, and Thrall in front of him also jumped in front of him, a little excited: "You are too powerful!"

Tang Chuan replied, "There are more powerful ones."

As he said, he guided Thrall to spin on the spot, and resonated with the pair of dancers beside him. The other party also quickly reacted and started a foursome dance with them, spinning and jumping on the dance floor, like wearing a flower. Butterfly.

Suddenly, Tang Chuan took Salce's palm and sent her to the other male dancer among the four. He also took advantage of the situation and cooperated with the other female dancer.

This is a normal exchange of partners during the dance, and there is no surprise.

But also because of this, Oolong resolved.

"Long Laren?"

"Salche?"

After being guided by Tang Chuan to exchange dance partners, the couple finally met, and shortly after they met each other, they immediately recognized each other's identity.

As a result, Tang Chuan took Bonnieville, who was wearing a moonlight mask, in his hands.

Following the rhythm, Tang Chuan let the four-person dance end without a trace, and changed to a two-person dance again.

After Salce and Long Laren discovered each other's identity, they naturally followed the rhythm of Tang Chuan, hugged and danced together.

However, the eyes of the two of them were a little weird. From time to time, they looked to Tang Chuan, and they seemed to know it, and they were completely oolong just now.

Tang Chuan tried to hug Bonnieville in front of him, but she was always avoided.

Because Bonnieville was actually unable to confirm whether the person in front of him was Tang Chuan, although in the Blue Continent, it was normal to have a little physical contact with him while dancing. Bonnieville didn't think there was any problem.

But for herself, the life experience of the Pope, she didn't want to be hugged by anyone.

But although Bonnieville is still flexible, he does not need his own ability to participate in the dance as agreed, and he can easily control the rhythm with the music, avoiding many particularly intimate actions without a trace, but Tang Chuan's rhythm is stronger, he is still in In this two-person dance, Bonnyville's palm was caught.

Bonnieville changed his dance posture again with the changes in the music, letting the palms of the two separate. She hesitated and said, "Did you change your appearance, right?"

Tang Chuan replied ambiguously, saying: "The appearance is not important, what do you think I am, what I am like, my dear, I have been looking for you for a long time, and I hide it deeply."

Bonnieville said again: "I just recognized that civet mask as you, you recognized Thrall as me?"

Tang Chuan sighed: "The world is always so magical. Who knew they were so similar to each other."

Bonnieville was still not sure, and said, "Why do you want to be like this."

Tang Chuan replied: "I think no matter what kind of skin bag, I can find my love in the crowd. When we meet each other, we must have a special resonance. This is true, isn't it?"

Bonnieville thought that when he saw the person in front of him, he did feel weird, and that kind of dance was not the style here.

She asked: "Who am I?"

Tang Chuan went on to say: "You are the high queen, and the moonlight in my heart. Wearing a mask, changing your appearance, still can't hinder our encounter."

Speaking ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Tang Chuan hugged Bonnieville along the way, and after a change, he danced a Shuwan pas de deux and buried his nose in her hair, smelling the intoxicating smell.

Up to now, Bonnieville still had a little doubt in her heart, and she finally said: "The prom is over, let's go back to the Papal Palace."

Tang Chuan smiled and hugged her, and said, "Go wherever you say, and the gods can't stop us from meeting."

There was no doubt in Bonnyville's heart. This man showed no surprise when he said the Pope's Palace, and mortals shouldn't say such blasphemous words.

She let go of her discomfort, and danced with Tang Chuan on the dance floor, enjoying the feast that belonged to the two of them.

When Tang Chuan rushed up to the music again, he raised his head and rubbed his cheek, feeling each other's temperature.

At this time, Tang Chuan looked at Bonnieville who was immersed in it, and said affectionately: "This is really a good memory, isn't it Karsha."

Bonnieville woke up instantly when she heard the words, her eyes widened, she pushed Tang Chuan away, and said, "Karsha?! Who are you!"