Mo Ye nodded indifferently and said: So the two of you don't have to worry, Xiao Qi is fine now!

Then take us to her now! Nangong Zhuang said as a matter of course.

Zhuang'er, since Xiaomo is in charge, there will inevitably be nothing to do, these days, don't bother the master! Nangong Han said solemnly.

There will be a big war in a few days, Qingyang must also be well prepared, Nangong Han is not like those who want to meet Qingyang, he also thinks that if he can not disturb Qingyang at this time, don't bother.

In the end, this is the Tianji faction, his father has spoken, and Nangong Zhuang has no choice but to dispel this idea, in fact, what he said is also right, Xiao Bao'er will naturally have nothing to do when she is in charge of Qingyang.

The same opinion is also the same for the Underworld, and the Ember naturally stops.

Anyway, I'll see it in a few days, and I don't need to care so much.

Afterwards, Mo Ye personally took a few people to the guest room.

They also didn't expect to miss a good show because of their momentary thoughts.

In the Qingyu Pavilion, Mo Xuan was studying the set of piano scores he took from Qingyang, fiddling with the borrowed lyre in front of him a few times from time to time, his expression was also very focused, and the stubbornness of the past had also disappeared cleanly, and such a serious appearance was even more attractive.

Two slightly stiff piano sounds came from Mo Xuan's room, and it sounded a little harsh, but fortunately, there was no one in this Qingyu Pavilion, otherwise if others listened to it, they might not be able to laugh at Mo Xuan!

Why is this sheet music so difficult to understand? Mo Xuan flipped left and right, and then sighed and said, in the past, she learned everything very quickly, and she didn't only learn one or two piano scores, so she still had some skills in this, but when she got this piano score, she was a head or two, and she didn't know how to start at all.

Although he was lamenting, Mo Xuan didn't give up at all, and continued to tinker, wanting to play a complete tune, but the reality was a bit shocking.

However, with the failure again and again, and the re-movement of the strings again and again, Mo Xuan's expression became more serious.

You don't play very well!

Just as Mo Xuan was very focused on studying the score, a powerful and seductive voice suddenly sounded in her room, which really startled her, and she subconsciously turned around.

Who.......

Before he finished speaking, Mo Xuan completely saw the appearance of the person who came.

The handsome face, which was more mature than in his memory, also made Mo Xuan surprised and nervous.

Mo Xuan had thought about the scene where she saw him again tens of millions of times, but she never thought that he would appear in front of her so unexpectedly, without warning.

He was more powerful and majestic than he had been six years ago.

If you let the people outside know that the Demon Sect Leader Mo Wuxin appeared here, I'm afraid it will definitely cause a commotion.

Looking at Mo Xuan's expression, Mo Wuxin also felt a little strange, and couldn't help but say: Do you know who I am?

Mo Xuan calmed down his excitement, pulled a smile and said leisurely: Of course...... Know!

Oh, so who do you say I am? Mo Wuxin slowly took two steps forward and raised his eyes and asked.

Demon...... As soon as Mo Xuan opened her mouth to say a word, her neck was already firmly pinched by a pair of big hands, and Mo Wuxin's movements were so fast that Mo Xuan didn't even see how he stepped forward.

Mo Wuxin said very coldly: Who are you, how can you possibly know me?

Today's Mo Xuan is still in a green shirt and short clothes, a standard male dress, and it is inevitable that Mo Wuxin will not be able to recognize her identity as a woman.

In this world, there are only a handful of people who have seen Mo Wuxin and survived so far, but Mo Wuxin really doesn't remember including the young man in front of him!

I've seen your portrait at Qingyang's seniors! Mo Xuan said with some difficulty.

Mo Wuxin obviously didn't believe it, Qingyang had seen me, but how could someone like him keep my portrait?

Mo Xuan explained: I was curious about your appearance, so I specially asked my predecessors to draw it for me!

Qingyang can give you this long-lost peerless piano score, I think you have some weight, you let him paint, he is also possible, however, Qingyang saw me how many years ago, even if he really painted, it should be far from now, how can you recognize me at a glance? Mo Wuxin asked, still skeptical.