When Murong Xian'er's words completely finished, Yuwen Tuo immediately put away his power and snorted coldly: "Today, I will give Fairy Murong a face, let you go, and don't let me see you again."

Not only because this is the sacred place of Yaochi, but also because of the second half of Murong Xian'er's words, asking him to come up and talk about it, Yuwen Tuo's coldness towards Mo Lingxuan was immediately thrown away.

After taking a deep breath, Yuwen Tuo's heart surged with unprecedented ecstasy, as if he was suddenly injected with chicken blood.

In the past, no matter how he pursued Murong Xian'er, the other party always treated him coldly, not to mention taking the initiative to invite him to Wangxuan Tower so close to him.

But today, as soon as he collaborated on the song, Murong Xian'er, whom he had always dreamed of, made a big change for him. Although he was interrupted by Mo Lingxuan in the middle, this still couldn't avoid making him feel happy.

"I am really worthy of being the King of Yu. When I show my style, I won the favor of Fairy Murong. It's so enviable..."

"Fairy Murong has never invited Wei Xiang to her Wangxuan Tower to talk to him, and King Yu is the first one."

Everyone turned their envious eyes on Yuwen Tuo. He personally felt that his vanity had risen to a point and walked towards Wangxuan Tower with big strides.

Mo Lingxuan looked at Yuwen Tuo's idiotic behavior coldly and did not stop him. Anyway, he would recognize the facts later and know that he was insulting himself.

Mo Lingxuan knew that the person Murong Xian'er invited was actually him.

In just a moment, Yuwen Tuo couldn't wait to come outside the attic where Murong Xian'er and the others were. At this moment, his breathing even became slightly rapid, with a smile on his face, and he shouted into the pearl curtain with great excitement: "Xian'er, I'm here."

However, the next moment, what surprised everyone was Murong Xian'er's cold voice: "Xian'er is not looking for you, but the Changqing young man in black. Please go down."

"boom…"

Immediately, Yuwen Tuo's heart felt like a thunderclap, and the smile on his face frozen in an instant. He was stunned. He stood stupidly outside the attic bead curtain, neither moving nor retreating.

Not only was he stunned, but the geniuses present were also stunned.

What's the situation? Fairy Murong is not going to invite Yuwen Tuo, the king-created figure who is in concert with him, but to invite a strange boy from a second-rate dynasty?

"Fairy Murong, are you mistaken? King Yu is the one who perfectly collaborates with you, right?"

"This kid's piano sound and Nishang song are completely different rhythms, and it's just a mess..."

One by one, a series of doubt sounded, most of them were cartilage.

What kind of person do Yuwen Tuo? They can say good things, so they naturally want to say more good things to compliment them.

Faced with the doubts of everyone, Murong Xian'er's voice sounded again: "Only the rhythm of the goddess Nishang song is truly perfect, and Mr. Yuwen was just disturbing the playing of the Perfect Nishang song."

“Wow…”

After Murong Xian'er's reconfirmation, everyone was shocked.

Yu Wentuo, who was outside the attic bead curtain, felt a great embarrassment, and his whole body was so angry that his face turned red.

He felt like he was a self-righteous clown, and he was embarrassed in front of the Qinglinjing young generation!

"snort."

Immediately, Yuwen Tuo did not stand outside the pearl curtain stupidly, but snorted coldly and returned to the ground in an instant.

His eyes looked at Mo Lingxuan with a cold look and said gloomy: "You know that Fairy Murong is looking for you, why don't you stop me and deliberately let me make a fool of everyone?"

Yuwen Tuo did not take his anger on Murong Xian'er, but blamed him all on Mo Lingxuan.

After all, Murong Xian'er is not only the woman he wants the most, but also one of the eight king-created figures in Qinglin Realm. Even if he is strange, it is useless.

On the other hand, Mo Lingxuan shook his head ridiculously and responded coldly: "Even if you know, what are you? Why should I remind you?"

"boom…"

As soon as Mo Lingxuan finished speaking, a terrifying murderous intent burst out from Yuwen Tuo's body.

However, the next moment, a sound wave blade instantly slashed in front of him, causing Yuwen Tuo's brows to frown.

"Although Xian'er doesn't fight easily, Mr. Yuwen should not think that Xian'er's woman is easy to bully."

Murong Xian'er's cold voice sounded again, with a hint of anger.

In her heart, Mo Lingxuan is already a confidant and distinguished guest who cannot be neglected. Moreover, this place is a holy place in Yaochi, how can Yuwen Tuo be arrogant?

"Who are you?"

After a long time, Yuwen Tuo took a deep breath again and asked Mo Lingxuan indifferently.

"Master of the Emperor Demon Sect, Mo Lingxuan."

"Okay, I hope you have the courage to participate in the son-in-law selection conference."

At this moment, Yuwen Tuo also regained his incomparable calmness and pride, and the threat in his words was unconcealed.

Murong Xian'er insisted on protecting Mo Lingxuan's words, he would be really unruly.

"This sentence is also said to you."

Mo Lingxuan responded coldly again. This time, Murong Xian'er stopped him and asked Yuwen Tuo to avoid it.

But at the son-in-law selection meeting, no one stopped it.

"snort."

After another cold snorting, Yuwen Tuo immediately said nothing and escaped from this place in an instant.

Here, he suffered a great humiliation and lost all the face of the king-created figure. Now he doesn't want to keep it for a moment.

Yuwen Tuo left, and the geniuses looked at Mo Lingxuan differently.

This young man who came from a second-level dynasty force not only received the invitation from the head of the Nine Profound Girl, but also dared to make enemies with King Yu.

No matter what the final result will be, at least these two points alone will be enough to make the name Mo Lingxuan spread among the younger generation in Qinglinjing.

Prince Qing was also convinced by Mo Lingxuan. His target was to be ordinary female disciples in the Sacred Land of Yaochi.

But when you ask the owner Xi, you will ask others to invite them to the "No. 1 Immortal in the World"...

Sure enough, people are so angry that they compare themselves to others...

After playing the song of the goddess Nishang song, the person Murong Xian'er was looking for had almost found, so naturally the people from the Yauchi Holy Land were sent off.

In a blink of an eye, nearly ten thousand geniuses left, leaving Mo Lingxuan alone.

"Young Master Mo, there are no outsiders at this time. Do you still want Xian'er to come down to invite you?"

A soft voice with a hint of shyness sounded again, as if it was straight into Mo Lingxuan's heart, making him extremely comfortable.

Mo Lingxuan's figure flashed, and he looked at the hazy beauty in the bead curtain, and even his heart could not help but beat a little faster.
Chapter completed!