Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 137 The Phenomena of Qin Yin (3 more, please recommend tickets!)
It is enough to see that the identity of this silver-shirted young man is extraordinary enough to make many of the proud figures present respect them.

"Wow... It's actually the holy son of the Heavenly Dao League, Yu Wentuo!"

"This person is the existence of the eight major 'King' ranks among Qing Linjing's younger generation! Titled 'Yu Wang: Tuo', he is only thirty, but his cultivation has reached the terrifying late stage of the Martial Domain Realm, even if It’s just that ordinary people of the older generation dare not fight with him!”

"He is Fairy Murong's most ardent admirer. It is rumored that a year ago, he even defeated the entire younger generation in Qinglinjing who dared to pursue Fairy Murong. Fairy Murong was challenged by him day and night, and had to be forced to give up."

"Unexpectedly, King Yu can also melody?"

Immediately, there was an uproar in the field, and everyone looked at him curiously, looking forward to the next result.

No one present could catch a trace of the rhythm of the neon clothes, but Yu Wentuo, a king-level genius, should be very comparable to others, right?

As for Mo Lingxuan, it was no surprise that everyone ignored him and just treated him as a passer-by who didn't know the so-called.

Proudly strolling out, when Yu Wentuo passed by Mo Lingxuan, he glanced at him arrogantly, and then sat down in front of a jade piano.

And Mo Lingxuan didn't bother to care about the so-called Yu Wentuo, he took a deep look at Murong Xian'er on the pavilion, and immediately sat down in front of a jade piano.

"Does anyone know this guy? Where does he come from?"

"King Yu sat down, he wants to try too? It's really humiliating!"

"Trying a combination with King Yu, this is basically acting as a foil, I don't know how high the sky is and the earth is thick..."

At this time, a series of sarcasm rang out, and many people looked at Mo Lingxuan playfully.

From their point of view, since Yu Wentuo has played, there is no need for others to try.

If Yu Wentuo can't do it, can anyone else do it?Even if it works, do you dare to accept Fairy Murong's favor?

That's going to be an enmity with the king, who dares?

Murong Xian'er didn't speak, and the goddess Nishang song didn't stop either.

With Mo Lingxuan's state of mind, he naturally didn't bother to care about those few words.

He closed his eyes, and began to recall the prologue of the demon god he wrote before and the current rhythm of the goddess's neon dress song.

"Ding…"

At this moment, Yu Wentuo suddenly plucked the strings of the qin, and in an instant, there was a qin sound that was quite consistent with Murong Xianer's neon dress song.

After preliminary attempts to match, Yu Wentuo continued to pluck the strings along the rhythm of the neon clothes, and the two basically overlapping piano sounds rang through the space, which immediately shocked everyone present.

"As expected of King Yu, he can really follow the rhythm of the neon clothes song and join Fairy Murong in it. It seems that the person Fairy Murong is looking for should be King Yu."

"That's natural. With King Yu's infatuation with Fairy Murong, as the so-called hero matches a beautiful woman, even if Fairy Murong chooses a husband, King Yu is also the most suitable candidate..."

Complimentary voices came out from the mouths of the Tianjiao. What countless of them could not do, Yu Wentuo was able to join the song with Murong Xian'er as soon as he appeared on the stage.

He really deserves to be a king-level figure!Everyone can be said to admire it extremely.

At this time, even Fairy Guanyue and Fairy Luo had a strange look in their beautiful eyes, and they all looked at Murong Xian'er, and said softly: "Could it be that the person my sister is looking for is Mr. Yuwen?" ?”

Hearing this, Murong Xian'er frowned, sighed secretly and still shook her head lightly.

Although Yuwentuo and Fairy Guanyue can combine one or two songs together, they are still not the ones who can make up for the neon clothes in essence.

She couldn't help but look again at that young man who made her feel special——Mo Lingxuan: "I don't know what will happen to him..."

Murong Xian'er lamented in her heart, if none of these people had the person he was looking for.Then, in the near future, she will marry someone else, I'm afraid... she will only regret it for the rest of her life.

But at this moment, Mo Lingxuan opened his eyes, and his hands caressed the strings of the piano, and suddenly moved them.

"Buzz...buzz..."

A completely different rhythm sounded from Mo Lingxuan's qin in an instant, overshadowing Yu Wentuo's slight consonants in an instant.

This kind of rhythm is high-pitched and passionate. If the song of the Goddess's Clothes is compared to a long stream of flowing water, then what Mo Lingxuan plays is the mountain that really towers into the clouds!
High mountains and flowing water complement each other.Although this is a completely different rhythm, but for some reason, it gives everyone a feeling that it really fits the neon clothes.

"Damn, what is this guy playing! It's just messing around!"

"It's completely different from the neon clothes song played by Murong Xian. Is he dissatisfied with King Yu's demeanor and deliberately making trouble?"

However, the arrogants of the heavens would not believe that feeling in the dark, and they all spoke up to Mo Lingxuan angrily, speaking for Yu Wentuo.

If it wasn't for being guarded by the elders of Yaochi Holy Land, they would have even wished to go forward and blast Mo Lingxuan out.

On the other hand, Murong Xian'er upstairs in Wangxuan, when she heard the melody of this song, her delicate body suddenly trembled slightly, and immediately, a look of incomparable excitement flooded into her beautiful eyes.

Isn't the rhythm of this song exactly the charm that is really lacking in the neon clothes song!
Unexpectedly, that mysterious young man could really play the melody that fits the neon clothes!

Overjoyed, Murong Xian'er moved the strings a little faster with her jade hand, gradually complementing Mo Lingxuan's soaring Demon God prologue.

Yu Wentuo gave Mo Lingxuan a cold look. Although he really wanted to let the troublesome Mo Lingxuan get out, but thinking of Murong Xian'er in front of him, he would naturally not expose a bad image.

Seeing the joy in Murong Xian'er's zither sound, Yu Wentuo's mouth also showed a smirk, and he moved the zither strings more quickly.

He naturally thought that Murong Xian'er was happy for his ensemble.

"Boom..."

But at this moment, with the continuous excitement and blending of the neon clothes song and the prologue of Mo Lingxuan Demon God, visions suddenly appeared in the void of Wangxuan Tower.

This vision is no different from the picture scroll in everyone's minds when they listened to the neon clothes before, but the difference is that there is a black figure playing the piano in the pavilion.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could still feel the true splendor of the man in black.

"Oh my god... King Yu is really too strong, to be able to sing with the fairy to such an extent that even the phenomenon of the sound of the piano appeared!"

"It is said that the fairy and Taoist couple, King Yu is the most suitable candidate. Now, the fairy herself should be satisfied, right?"

Shocking voices sounded one after another, and everyone thought it was the effect of Yu Wentuo's combination.

Otherwise, how could there be such a phenomenon of piano sound?
Hearing everyone's shocking compliments, Yu Wentuo was really happy, and looked at Murong Xian'er with aggressive eyes.

If he directly participated in the son-in-law selection meeting, he could only capture the people of Murong Xian'er.

But now, being able to join the song with her will capture her heart. This is much more important than just winning the son-in-law selection meeting and getting the qualification to marry!

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