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

Not only because this is the Holy Land of Yaochi, but also because of the second half of Murong Xian'er's sentence, which invited him to come up and talk about it, immediately made Yuwen Tuo's coldness towards Mo Lingxuan forget about it.

Taking a deep breath, Yuwen Tuo's heart surged with an unprecedented ecstasy, as if he had been beaten 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 Upstairs to be so close.

But today, as soon as he joined the song, the coveted Murong Xian'er had a great change in his opinion, although he was interrupted by Mo Lingxuan halfway, but this still couldn't avoid making him feel refreshed.

"It's really worthy of King Yu, showing his style, he has been favored by Fairy Murong, and he is so enviable..."

"Fairy Murong has never invited the vision to her Wangxuan Tower, and King Yu is still the first. ”

Everyone looked at Yuwen Tuo with envy, and he personally felt that his vanity had climbed to an extreme, and he strode towards Wangxuan Tower.

Mo Lingxuan looked coldly at this Yuwen Tuo's idiotic behavior, and he didn't stop it, anyway, later, he would recognize the facts and know that he was humiliating himself.

The person invited by Murong Xian'er, Mo Lingxuan knew that it was actually himself.

In just a moment, Yuwen Tuo couldn't wait to come to the attic where Murong Xian'er and the others were, only to see that at this moment, his breathing was even slightly short, with a smile on his face, and he shouted into the bead 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 black-clothed man who is evergreen, please go down." ”

"Boom..."

Immediately, Yuwen Tuo's heart was like a thunderbolt, the smile on his face froze in an instant, and the whole person was stunned.

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

What's the situation? Fairy Murong didn't want to invite Yuwen Tuo, a king figure who joined him, but to invite a strange boy from a second-rate small dynasty?

"Fairy Murong, are you mistaken? King Yu is the one who is the one who is in perfect harmony with you, right?"

"This kid's piano sound and the neon dress song are completely two rhymes, and they are simply troublemakers..."

Doubts rang out, and most of them were soft-boned.

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

In the face of everyone's doubts, Murong Xian'er's voice sounded again: "Only the rhythm of that son's neon dress song is truly a perfect fit, and Yuwen Gongzi is completely disturbing the playing of the perfect neon dress song." ”

"Wow..."

was reconfirmed by Murong Xian'er, and everyone was shocked.

And Yuwen Tuo, who was outside the bead curtain in the attic, felt a great embarrassment, and the whole person was so angry that his face was red.

He felt that he was completely like a self-righteous jumping clown this time, in front of the young generation of young people, he lost face and was embarrassed!

"Hmph. ”

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

His gaze looked at Mo Lingxuan extremely coldly, and he said gloomily: "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 was not angry with Murong Xian'er, but blamed it all on Mo Lingxuan.

After all, Murong Xian'er was not only the woman he wanted the most, but also one of the eight king-sealing figures in the Qing Linjing, so it was useless for him to be weird.

On the other hand, Mo Lingxuan only 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's words fell, from Yu Wentuo's body, a terrifying killing intent erupted in an instant.

However, in the next moment, a sonic white blade slashed in front of him in an instant, causing Yuwen Tuo's brows to furrow.

"Although Xian'er is not easy to fight with others, Yuwen Gongzi should not think that Xian'er is easy to bully as a woman. ”

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

In her heart, Mo Lingxuan is already a confidant and guest who cannot be neglected, and this place is the Holy Land of Yaochi, how can Yuwen Tuo be presumptuous?

"You... Who is it?"

After a long time, Yuwen Tuocai took a deep breath again, and asked lightly at Mo Lingxuan.

"Emperor Demon Sect Master, Mo Lingxuan. ”

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

At this moment, Yuwen Tuo also regained his incomparable calm and pride, and the threat in his words was not disguised.

Murong Xian'er insisted on protecting Mo Lingxuan's words, he really couldn't be presumptuous.

This is the same for you. ”

Mo Lingxuan responded coldly again, this time, Murong Xian'er stopped it, allowing Yuwen Tuo to avoid a difficulty.

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

"Hmph. ”

After another cold snort, Yuwen Tuo immediately didn't say anything more, and fled away from this place in an instant.

Here, he can be said to have suffered a great humiliation, and the face of the king has also been lost, and now he doesn't want to stay for a moment.

Yuwen Tuo left, and the eyes of the Heavenly Prides looking at Mo Lingxuan became different.

This young man from a second-level imperial power can not only get the invitation of the head of the Nine Xuannu, but also dare to make a feud with King Yu.

No matter what the final result would be, at least these two points alone would be enough for the name Mo Lingxuan to spread among the younger generation of Qinglin Realm.

For Mo Lingxuan, Prince Qing's heart was also full of convincing, and his targets were all placed on ordinary female disciples of the Yaochi Holy Land.

But you asked the owner of the building, as soon as you came, you directly let others 'Hongchen First Immortal' take the initiative to invite...

Sure enough, people are more angry than people...

After the goddess finished playing the neon dress song, the person Murong Xian'er wanted to find had almost been found, so naturally the people from the Yaochi Holy Land were also sent off.

In an instant, nearly 10,000 Tianjiao people left, leaving only Mo Lingxuan alone.

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

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

Mo Lingxuan's figure flashed, looking at the hazy beauty in the bead curtain, even his heart couldn't help beating a little faster.

Because, whether this Murong Xian'er is really Yan Yuruo, the answer is behind the bead curtain.

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