C185 Sword dance

However, the sword in her hand was dancing with even more effort, she had just swung her waist, the fructus aromaticus moved to the side and stood on one foot, the blade in her hand pierced out with two rays of light, the soft and gentle, and then the entire soft delicate body leaned backwards, her two hands on her sword raised to her ceiling, her two legs bent, her tender stomach straightened,