Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 139 Fairy's Invitation

When Murong Xian'er's voice completely fell, Yu Wentuo immediately put away his power and snorted coldly: "Today, I will give Murong Xian'er a face, let you go, 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, that sentence asking him to come up and narrate, immediately made Yu Wentuo's coldness towards Mo Lingxuan forgotten.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Wentuo felt an unprecedented ecstasy in his heart, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

In the past, no matter how much he pursued Murong Xian'er, the other party always gave him a cold face, let alone invited him to Wangxuan Tower to have such a close talk.

But today, as soon as he joined the song, Murong Xian'er, whom he had dreamed of, had a big change in his opinion. Although Mo Lingxuan interrupted him halfway, it still couldn't help but make him feel great.

"It's really worthy of being King Yu. Showing off your demeanor, you won the favor of Fairy Murong. It's so enviable..."

"Fairy Murong has never invited Vision to her Wangxuanlou for a talk, King Yu was the first one."

Everyone turned their envious eyes on Yu Wentuo, and he personally felt that his vanity had risen to an extreme level, and he strode towards Wangxuan Tower with great strides.

Mo Lingxuan looked at Yu Wentuo's idiot behavior coldly, and did not stop him. Anyway, later on, he would recognize the facts and know that he was bringing shame on himself.

Mo Lingxuan knew that the person Murong Xian'er invited was actually him.

In just a moment, Yu Wentuo couldn't wait to come outside the attic where Murong Xian'er and the others were staying. At this moment, his breathing even became slightly short, with a smile on his face, he shouted into the bead curtain with great excitement: "Xian'er, I'm here."

However, at the next moment, what surprised everyone was Murong Xian'er's cold voice: "Xian'er is not looking for you, but the young man in black from Changqing, please go down."

"boom…"

Immediately, Yu Wentuo's heart was like a thunderclap, the smile on his face froze in an instant, the whole person was dumbfounded, and stood outside the bead curtain of the attic for a while, neither advancing nor retreating.

Not only was he dumbfounded, but all the geniuses present were also dumbfounded.

what's the situation?Fairy Murong didn't want to invite Yu Wentuo, the king who joined him in the song, but a strange kid from a second-rate little dynasty?

"Fairy Murong, did you make a mistake? King Yu is the one who fits perfectly with you, right?"

"The sound of this kid's piano and the song of neon clothes are completely two rhythms, and they are simply making trouble..."

A series of doubtful voices sounded, most of them were soft bones.

What kind of person is Yu Wentuo?They can say good things, so they naturally want to say more good things to compliment them.

Facing everyone's doubts, Murong Xian'er's voice rang out again: "Only the son's rhythm of the Goddess Dress song is truly perfect. Mr. Yuwen did it just now, and he was completely disturbing the perfect performance of the dress song."

"Wow..."

With Murong Xian'er's reconfirmation, everyone was shocked.

And Yu Wentuo, who was outside the bead curtain in the attic, felt even more embarrassing, and his whole body was flushed red with anger.

He felt that he was completely like a self-righteous clown this time. In front of the young generation of Qinglinjing, he was completely ashamed and ashamed!
"Humph."

Immediately, Yu Wentuo did not stand outside the bead curtain stupidly, but let out a cold snort, and returned to the ground in an instant.

He looked at Mo Lingxuan with an extremely cold gaze, and said extremely gloomyly: "You know that Fairy Murong is looking for you, why didn't you stop me and deliberately make me look ugly in front of everyone?"

Yu Wentuo didn't blame Murong Xian'er, but blamed Mo Lingxuan instead.

After all, Murong Xian'er is not only the woman he wants most, but also one of the eight kings in Qinglinjing, so it's useless for him to blame her.

On the other hand, Mo Lingxuan just shook his head in a ridiculous way, and responded coldly: "Even if you know, but what are you, why should I remind you?"

"boom…"

As soon as Mo Lingxuan's words fell, a terrifying killing intent erupted from Yu Wentuo's body in an instant.

However, at the next moment, a sonic blade slashed in front of him instantly, causing Yu Wentuo's brows to frown.

"Although Xian'er is not easy to fight with others, Mr. Yuwen must not think that Xian'er is easy to bully just because she is a girl."

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

In her heart, Mo Lingxuan is already a confidant and honored guest that cannot be neglected, and this place is the Holy Land of Yaochi, how can Yu Wentuo be allowed to be presumptuous?
"Who are you?"

After a long time, Yu Wentuo took another deep breath and asked Mo Lingxuan lightly.

"Sovereign Emperor Demon, Mo Lingxuan."

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

At this moment, Yu Wentuo also recovered his incomparable calm and pride, and the threat in his words was not concealed.

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

"This sentence is also for you."

Mo Lingxuan responded coldly again, this time, Murong Xian'er stopped him, allowing Yu Wentuo to avoid a difficult situation.

But at the son-in-law selection meeting, no one stopped him.

"Humph."

After another cold snort, Yu Wentuo immediately fled the place without saying anything more.

Here, it can be said that he suffered great shame and humiliation, and lost all face as a king, but now he doesn't want to stay for a moment longer.

Yu Wentuo left, and the gazes of the arrogant people looked at Mo Lingxuan differently.

This young man from a second-tier dynasty not only got the invitation from the head of the Nine Profound Girls, but also dared to make enemies with King Yu.

No matter what the final result will be, at least these two points alone are enough to spread the name of Mo Lingxuan among the younger generation of Qinglinjing.

For Mo Lingxuan, Prince Qing was also full of admiration, his targets were all ordinary female disciples of the Holy Land of Yaochi.

But if you ask the landlord Xi, when he came, he immediately let others "the first fairy in the world" take the initiative to invite...

Sure enough, people are better than others, so mad...

After the goddess's neon dress song was played, the person Murong Xian'er was looking for had almost been found, so naturally the people from Yaochi Holy Land sent the guests off.

In an instant, nearly ten thousand Tianjiao left, leaving Mo Lingxuan alone.

"Mr. Mo, there are no outsiders at this time, should Xian'er come down to invite you?"

A cold, soft voice with a hint of shyness resounded 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 inside 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 lies behind the bead curtain.

(End of this chapter)