It’s a pity that things are gone now, but people are not.

A hint of regret flashed in my heart, and Mo Lingxuan's fingertips immediately began to pluck the strings.

"Ding...dong..."

A series of sounds sounded like a mountain spring, like a ring of winding rings, flowing into everyone's ears.

After the first audition, Mo Lingxuan officially started playing. The melodious and pleasant sound of the piano is like a dream that has been back for thousands of years, cold and sad.

A song, a person, and a sound, seems to be able to interpret the long time that has passed.

At this moment, almost everyone was immersed in the sound of Mo Lingxuan's piano, feeling too shocked and beautiful.

In this vast garden hall of the Ye Sheng clan, everyone stopped and listened, feeling happy and drunk.

The lake water caused a faint ripples due to the sound of the piano, and the fish in it swam happily.

At this moment, it seemed as if the flowers, plants, insects, fish and all the sounds in the world had disappeared, and everything was quiet, leaving Mo Lingxuan's piano sound around the beam.

His eyes looked at the distant sky, and wisps of zither sounds gradually formed a strange phenomenon of heaven and earth.

In the vision, everyone seemed to see a peerless and charming woman in purple.

She was like a real fairy in the sky, even Luo Xue was not as good as it is now.

"The strange phenomenon of the sound of the piano... I didn't expect that this son's attainment in the Qindao was so profound!"

"I don't know who the woman in the vision is, she's so beautiful!"

Shocking sounds sounded. Even though everyone was very upset to see Mo Lingxuan, they couldn't help but praise him secretly when they saw such a strange phenomenon.

After a long time, the piano sacrificial technique was played.

At the end of the song, Mo Lingxuan stopped playing the piano with both hands, and felt a little self-deprecating.

In this vision, he seemed to see the scene where Zi Xi was with him again.

Nine thousand years later, one was the supreme empress. He was just a tiny mortal.

The so-called love once disappeared in that sword, scattered for nine thousand years, leaving only the bone-broken hatred...

"Listen to a song by the young master is better than Luo Xue's hard work for several years. This is beyond the world!"

At this time, Luo Xue's soft voice sounded in his ears, causing Mo Lingxuan to withdraw from his melancholy mood.

He handed the jade qin back to Luo Xue, shook his head lightly and said, "Miss Luo is a joke, this is the most complete piano sacrifice technique. Remember what I said."

When she took back the Yuqin, Luo Xue's heart was still deeply shocked. She could only play the same qin sacrifice technique.

But the mysterious young man who had never met before him could express the true charm of it.

"Thank you, my son, how dare you ask about your son's name?"

Luo Xue bowed to Mo Lingxuan again and thanked him, feeling a little lost. After pondering for a moment, he asked again: "The woman in the piano music vision is the young master's love?"

"Mo Lingxuan."

Mo Lingxuan shook his head lightly, looked at Luo Xue and said, "It was right..."

After talking, I'm about to leave.

He and Luo Xue can only be regarded as a chance meeting and are just interested.

The other party is the daughter of the genius of the Luo Sheng Clan after all, and it is unlikely that she will recruit her into the Emperor Demon Sect.

Therefore, he naturally did not plan to stay too long to avoid letting Luo Xue rush gossip.

"Mo Lingxuan..."

Luo Xue silently recited Mo Lingxuan's name in her heart. After a moment, she seemed to have made up her mind and shouted Mo Lingxuan: "Young Master Mo, wait..."

Mo Lingxuan stopped and turned around, but saw Luo Xue slowly walking forward, and a woman's fragrance floated, which made people feel refreshed.

Luo Xue had a hint of shyness on her beautiful cheeks, as if she was a little embarrassed. After a while, she spoke softly again: "March in March will be the day for the election of the saint of the Luo Holy Clan. If Mr. Mo has time, can you come to my saint of Luo Holy Clan to talk to me?"

Looking at the beautiful cheeks that were so close that they could be broken, Mo Lingxuan was unmoved.

For him, Mo Lingxuan would not do anything meaningless.

Even though the other party is a stunning woman, it is not the beauty that can shake him.

However, just as Mo Lingxuan was about to refuse, the shocking voices of the people around him rang out in an instant.

"There are so many beautiful women in the Los Angeles Clan, and among the five major saints, it is the only existence mainly women. The inherited saint means that they are the next generation of the Luoshang Clan. I didn't expect that the contemporary Luoshang will be selected so soon?"

"Every direct Luo tribe woman with a cultivation level above Nirvana, under 35 years of age, can participate in the competition for the inheritance saint. In addition, they can also choose two "Dao Guardians" of the same standard to assist in the competition. If they succeed, the two Dao Guardians will also obtain the qualification to practice in the Luo Pool."

"The Luoshui Pool is equivalent to the blessed land of the Luoshen Clan Cave. Rumors have been made that when a person in the Nirvana realm enters the cultivation level, he can not only cleanse the impurities in his body, but also directly make his cultivation level soar! After ten years, this time he happened to meet the selection of the inherited saint, but it is a rare opportunity for outsiders to get out of it!"

Everyone talked and said that the next moment, the eyes looking at Mo Lingxuan became even more hostile.

"On this critical day, Miss Luo Xue would actually invite Mo Lingxuan. The implicit meaning is probably self-evident!"

"There are not many women who can choose the saints of the Los Angeles clan. Miss Luo Xue is one of the best people. Each of them has only two places to choose the guardians, but looking at this, this kid is going to become Miss Luo Xue's guardians?"

Since ancient times, beauty has suffered from misfortunes.

This is the reason.

However, Mo Lingxuan obviously would not take the attitude of these people to heart.

If it were before, he would refuse.

But if the Luo Sheng Clan really has the Luo Shui Pond, which is rumored to be able to directly and quickly break through the martial arts realm, then it would be okay to go there whenever you have time.

Anyway, what Mo Lingxuan needs now is to break the Great Saint as soon as possible.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mo, it's Luo Xue who is abrupt."

Seeing Mo Lingxuan's silence and the attitudes of others, Luo Xue immediately apologized to Mo Lingxuan. She really wanted to ask Mo Lingxuan to be her Taoist protector in the competition for the inheritance of the saint.

Because she is a good friend of people, her good feelings are greater than the so-called powerful strength.

Even though she still didn't know what Mo Lingxuan's cultivation was, Mo Lingxuan's temperament and similar ambitions made her feel different.

But obviously, she underestimated the other impact she would have.

People without some strength or background may not dare to agree.

"Okay, if I have time, I will come."

Unexpectedly, Mo Lingxuan agreed readily, which made Luo Xue's beautiful eyes tremble, and there was surprise and joy on her pretty face.

Sure enough, she was a little different from the men she had seen in the past.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo, please let Luo Xue play another song for Mr. Gong."

He was delighted in his heart, and Luo Xue opened her red lips lightly and said.

And this song was played for Mo Lingxuan.
Chapter completed!