"Mademoiselle is as confident as ever." Mei'er smiled, she really likes such a young lady, no wonder even the national teacher has fallen.

Sitting in the well-made carriage that Ling Chen gave her, Qian Yuluo and Mei'er came to the long-lost Huiyin Conference, speaking of which, she began to be accepted by people, it was here, but things are not people, she only had the idea of living here at the beginning, and it was difficult for her to live at that time.

But what about her standing here again? It is no longer the waste wood that was slaughtered at the beginning, now, family, friendship, love, fame, status, there are all there, but there are also a lot of responsibilities and responsibilities, today, her heart has changed, and she has become more mature, so, standing here at this moment, she is not only Qianyu Luo, not only Qiu Huanchen, not only the wife of the national teacher Ye Lingchen, not only the princess of the Ten Thousand Demon Clan, but also a member of this world, so, Feng Wujian, she is bound to win!

The moment Qian Yuluo stepped into the competition venue of the Huiyin Conference, almost everyone subconsciously stopped the noise. Qianyu Luo's face is not powdered, but it makes everyone breathe, so beautiful! It is clearly similar to the appearance before, but it gives people an unattainable and sacred appearance.

No one saw that in a private room, surprise and excitement flashed on a person's face, "Luo Luo, you are finally here." ”

"Wang ......"

The man stretched out his hand to interrupt, "Contact our people, hurry up, this king is going to leave for a while." ”

The surprise on Mo Hua's face flashed, and he immediately knelt on one knee, "King! Think again! Your current body ......"

"This king does things, use you to teach?" A sentence that was neither light nor heavy, coupled with Gu Jing's waveless eyes, Mo Hua instantly broke into a cold sweat.

"Don't dare."

The man didn't speak anymore, but his eyes were as bright as stars, still smiling in the direction of Qian Yuluo.

Qian Yuluo on the first floor seemed to feel a gaze, not like the inquisitive and curious gaze of others, somehow, there was some déjà vu, as if she had been looked at by this gaze for a long time.

However, when she looked around, that gaze suddenly disappeared, and everywhere she looked, there were curious people, Qian Yuluo frowned, is it an illusion? Perhaps.

"I'm still as vigilant as ever." In the private room, the man who withdrew his gaze lowered his head and smiled, and in his eyes was a gentle pampering that even he didn't notice.

"Miss Qianyu, please come here." Raising his head and smiling slightly flattering at the little guy, Qian Yuluo let go of the doubts in his heart and followed up, the top priority was to get the Fengwu Sword first.

"Miss, aren't we going to have something to offer?" Seeing Qian Yuluo sitting in the private room leisurely, and then looking at the people who were tuning the instruments, Mei'er was a little anxious, although she believed in the strength of her young lady, but looking at it, this private room was comfortable, but there were no musical instruments, after all, few people came to the concert without preparing anything.

"There's no hurry." Qian Yuluo smiled, she swore to Feng Wujian that she would win, how could she not prepare anything?

Summoning the Dream Butterfly, there was an extra delicate guzheng on the table in front of Qian Yuluo.

"Miss, this ......"

"Your great teacher." Qian Yuluo smiled and opened her mouth, looking at Mei'er's stunned appearance, she couldn't help but feel good.

"Miss." Mei'er said with difficulty, "You're absolutely amazing!" That's the National Teacher! Their god-like national teachers!