The piano will be used as a substitute for the language, and the conversation will be heartfelt.

When I see Xu Xi one day, I am hesitant.

I am willing to match virtue and join hands.

I shall not be allowed to fly, and I shall be destroyed.

Mo Xichen's voice as cold as water echoed in the Qingling Hall for a long time, and it sounded like a flat voice, as if heaven and earth sensed his sorrow and desolation. The sound of the piano flute, the dance of Ling Fei's sword, lingering, and lingering for a long time.

Chu Jue listened to Mo Xichen's well-known "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" and scoffed.

Mo Xichen, do you regret it?

Chu Jue was disdainful in his heart, but the Biyue Xiao on his lips didn't stop, he didn't want to lose to Mo Xichen because of Mo Xichen's song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", losing to the world's first minister is not a shameful thing, but Zi Binglian is determined to win, he must not lose, and he can't afford to lose.

Hua Tianyan danced in the red sky, and when he heard this song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", he was stunned, and his heart was stunned, and his head naturally looked at Mo Xichen, who was stroking the piano with ten fingers and swallowing love poems, wearing a white robe with silver silk embroidered edges, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, unattainable, and as noble and majestic as a god, which makes people dare not look directly.

Curious and unfortunate, Mo Xichen's eyes also looked at Hua Tianyan at this time, his eyes facing each other, staring deeply.

The red long silk seems to be alive, fluttering like a frightening wave, and the delicate body is like water, weak and resolute, like a swimming dragon.

Hua Tianyu naturally noticed that her little sister was wrong, and the long sword pointed directly at the flying long silk, as if she was going to cut off the three-foot long silk.

Mo Xichen realized that he had lost his mind, and looked at some peerless beauties who would be Zi Fengyi tomorrow, and gave birth to an ordinary face, but it was just a face, how could he hide the elegance of the phoenix!

Raise your hand, raise your foot, smile and smile, you can see its elegance everywhere, frowning and chuckling, obviously an ordinary face that can't be more ordinary, phoenix eyes are shining, who will pay attention to that ordinary face.

The phoenix returns to his hometown and travels all over the world to seek his phoenix.

A song ends, and a song begins again.

Mo Xichen's clear voice suddenly became louder, with internal force inside, and the voice was high and clear.

The entire Qingcheng Mountain people heard it.

"The phoenix returns to its hometown and travels all over the world to seek its phoenix!" Another repetitive chanting, and this time, didn't it make the entire Qingcheng faction look sideways-

Countless birdsong sounded, the sky above Qingcheng Mountain suddenly blackened, all kinds of birds swirled in the Qingling Palace, flying, colorful, beautiful and extraordinary. The chirping of birds and the sound of the piano flute will be in one place, forming a magnificent sound.

This song should only be heard in heaven and on earth a few times.

All kinds of beautiful birds and the dancing flowers and feathers in the middle of the hall are surrounded by it, between the purple and red, only to see the white clothes like snow, the human face is like jade, the long sword and the sword shadow on the ground are integrated, elegant and unique, leading the way; Dressed in blue, the blood-red red silk rolls up a thousand rainbows, like a dragon playing in the water, and the phoenix soars into the world.

"I haven't met anything at all, how can I go to the temple today!"

The cold voice was not messed up because of the arrival of the hundred birds, the four of them were all geniuses in the world, and it was impossible for them to be messed up because of this change.

The sound of the piano is even more fluid, Mo Xichen's ten fingers are illusory, it is obviously an ordinary song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", which pops up at Mo Xichen's fingertips, it is the sound of nature, no one can compare.

The sound of the flute is even more exquisite, the ten fingers of the Biyue flute are illusory, and the song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" flies out in the Biyue flute, which is the sound of the heavens, which is wonderful.

There are beautiful ladies in the boudoir, and the room is poisonous to my intestines.

What is the fate of the neck for the mandarin duck, Hu Jie and his wife soar together!

"The phoenix and the phoenix are from me, and I have to entrust the tail of the evil to be the concubine forever." Mo Xichen's cold voice rose loudly, and the entire Qingcheng Mountain trembled.

"Naru!" A phoenix roared, and among the mountains, there was a faint glow, and a golden phoenix from far and near, instantly.

If it is said that hundreds of birds sang in unison before, flying from all directions, gathering outside the middle hall of the Qingling Palace, they were all famous, flying continuously, which had already made everyone open their mouths wide and speechless. And now the appearance of the golden phoenix has made everyone's knees weak and prostrate on the ground.

Look up at the Supreme Golden Phoenix.

What a divine thing the golden phoenix is, how can it live in a small hall in the Qingling Palace, only to see the golden phoenix golden wing light fan, a huge Qingling Palace, it no longer exists, and at the same time, it is still the head of Qingya, Qingyu, the four elders and a few people who are in the way, and the Qingcheng faction people who are guarding outside the Qingling Palace.

The sound of the piano flute still overflowed slowly, not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

The golden phoenix soared proudly in the air, everyone could see it clearly, the Qingling Hall was already on the highest peak of Qingcheng Mountain, this time without the cover of the Qingling Palace, the figures of the four people were also presented in front of everyone.

The most conspicuous thing is not the fairy Mo Xichen, not the dusty Xiao Chu in Tsing Yi, nor the elegant jade flower and feathers, but I don't know when the red silk turned into a golden phoenix Ling's flower face, a light blue dress fluttering like the snow of the wind, the golden long silk is the same color as the feathers on the golden phoenix's body, brilliant, dazzling, dazzling, and noble.

Who dares to disagree!

Friendship and harmony, who knows each other in the middle and night?

The wings are flying high, and I don't feel that I think about the remaining sorrow.

The sound of the clear spring sounded slowly, ignoring the spectacular scene of hundreds of birds and phoenixes in the sky, calm as usual, and the sound of light clouds and light wind floated like a sound from outside the sky.

When the sound fell, the sound of the piano and flute stopped, and the aftermath was endless, echoing in the valley for a long time.

This song "Phoenix Dynasty" can be regarded as the real "Phoenix Dynasty".

And just when Mo Xichen stopped stroking the qin, Chu Jue put down the Biyue flute, and Hua Tianyu was about to put away the Chengying Sword, a scene that no one expected appeared-

The golden phoenix, which was supposed to return, suddenly swooped down, and under the sunlight, it stabbed people who couldn't open their eyes, and a sharp golden beak went straight to the seemingly ordinary but talented phoenix who looked like a talented phoenix and pecked at her unparalleled face!

Without mercy, two blows, blood splattered.

When Mo Xichen, Hua Qianyan, and Chu Jue hurriedly rushed to see Hua Qianyan fainting to the ground, and then looked back, where was the shadow of the golden phoenix and countless flying birds!

"Yan'er-" Hua Qianyan was the closest, and the first one helped Hua Tianyan up, held it in his arms, and anxiously called Hua Qianyan's name.

When Hua Qianyan saw Hua Qianyan's bloody face, Hua Qianyan only felt angina and almost stopped beating.

Mo Xichen and Chu Jue, who ran over, were both stunned, in addition to being distressed, they were still distressed.

As a healer, the instinct made Chu Jue quickly wake up from his stunned state, squatted down, grabbed Hua Yanyan's arm, and carefully checked his pulse.

"How?" Mo Xichen's voice was as indifferent as ever, and the simple three words revealed his eyes full of anxiety and worry.

And Chu Jue let go of Hua Yanyan's arm, sat in place in a daze, and spoke after a while:

"It's fine."

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine!"

Mo Xichen and Hua Tianyu were both stunned, they were pecked twice by the ancient divine beast Golden Phoenix, will it be okay?!

And her face—"How?"

Mo Xichen's throat interfered, and he didn't dare to say the last three words.

This is the second time in Mo Xichen's life, the first time is when he was ten years old, his mother's departure. And the second time, this time......

Everyone in the world knows that Mo is cold and careless.

But who knew that a person without a heart, if he has a heart, is vulnerable and vulnerable.

Chu Jue stretched out his trembling hand, gently pinched Hua Yanyan's chin, and looked down carefully, only to see Xiao Chu's brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"Yan'er's face, how's it going?" Hua Tianyu completely lost his patience and shouted loudly.

Chu Jue's hand finally moved away from Hua Qianyan's jaw, his gloomy face, he couldn't see any expression, except for gloomy or gloomy, and said in a deep voice: "I need a quiet place." ”

As soon as he heard this, Mo Xichen didn't need to take a step, but gently stretched out his hand and the strong internal force poured out, and directly sucked the gray-faced head of Qingya, who had just crawled out of the ruins, and his slender and white hands tightly clamped Qingya's neck, "Take us to the nearest wing." ”

The sound is like ice shattering the ground, except that the cold is cold.

What is Mo Xiang's ability, just now Qingya watched the whole process, how dare he be snub about Mo Xichen's words, regardless of his own gray face, and hurriedly led the way.

There was not much time, so Qingya brought a few people to a neat room.

"Thirteen, medicine box."

Thirteen didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly handed the medicine box to Chu Jue.

Chu Jue took care of the wound on his face while giving Hua Qianyan a little resentment: "I said a long time ago that I can make you beautiful, but you don't believe it, and you don't want to live with a fake face, you have to be your true self, but do you know that you have been wearing a mask all these years......

Yes, the disguised masks given by the masters to Hua Yong, Li Yulan and his wife deceived Mu Qing, and even more deceived Mo Xichen, who calculated the world, and deceived the people of the world. However, it can't escape Chu Jue's eyes, the medical skills are superb, the so-called superb, naturally is about the understanding of all aspects of medicine, as well as various medical skills.

Disguise is also one of them.

When Chu Jue brought Hua Qianyan back from the cliff to heal, Chu Jue also found it by accident, at the heel of Hua Qianyan's right ear, there was a small red mole, Chu Juebing didn't pay much attention to it at first, but he always felt that the red mole was weird, and after dealing with Hua Qianyan's wound, Chu Jue carefully checked the red mole.

In the end, Chu Jue finally discovered this disguise technique in an ancient medical technique on the third day after Hua Qianyan woke up, and this was the day in the bamboo forest, Chu Jue said so much.

"As long as you change your face, everything will be solved." In the bamboo forest, the breeze blows, and the corners of the blue clothes are flying, which is beautiful and fantastic.

"Thank you Brother Chu for your kindness, it's not me to put on the mask in the United States after all, remove the mask of hypocrisy, I still have a beautiful face." Hua Qianyan looked at Chu Jue with a pair of eyes with pity, and said solemnly, what is beautiful is not hers, and it is not hers after all.