Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 141 Qionglou Banquet

Murong Xian'er's smile was instantly sweet, which made all the flowers around Wangxuan Tower eclipsed.

She lowered her head slightly, and sat gently beside Mo Lingxuan, stroking the strings with her delicate hands.

"Ding... buzz..."

The moving melody of the Goddess's Neon Clothes song resounded in this space again, and the perfect blend of Mo Lingxuan's Demon God prologue seemed to make every element in the world cheer for joy.

And the figures of the two of them seemed to perfectly interpret the artistic conception of the piano sound, forming a beautiful picture scroll with the surrounding scenery.

Fairy Guan Yue and Fairy Yue looked at the two peerless figures on Wangxuan's attic with their beautiful eyes, and couldn't help feeling that Murong Xian'er and Mo Lingxuan were truly a match made in heaven.

Different from other Qinglinjing Tianjiao, they felt Mo Lingxuan's innate disdain and Lingtian temperament, which was fundamentally different from everyone else.

After a long time, the song ended and the sound of the piano stopped.

But both Fairy Guanyue and Fairy Luo seemed to have something to say, and it was hard to imagine that the truly perfect song of the goddess's clothes was so wonderful.

Just one song, it seems to make people feel that they have experienced the reincarnation of a hundred generations, with mixed flavors.

"It's getting late, and it's time for Xian'er to leave."

At this time, Murong Xian'er's soft voice sounded again, and Fairy Guan Yue and Fairy Luo also returned to her side.

"I send you."

Mo Lingxuan nodded slightly, feeling the extremely unstable cold air on Murong Xian'er's body, and couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.

It seems that an opportunity must be found for Murong Xian'er to practice the Bing Ling Zi Jue as soon as possible, otherwise, the cold air in the Bing Ling physique cannot be eradicated at all.

In his previous life, Yan Yuruo was like this when he never met him, so he knew how much suffering the owner of the physique would suffer before the negative effects of the ice spirit body were resolved.

"Mr. Mo, there will be a Qionglou Banquet in the Holy Land of Yaochi tomorrow. Although it is a gathering of the younger generation, my Lord of Yaochi will also come. If you are free, why don't you come and see it tomorrow?"

Before leaving, Murong Xian'er bit her red lips lightly, and spoke again with some hesitation.

"Mr. Mo, sister Murong's words are very obvious, so you should seize the opportunity~"

Immediately, Fairy Guan Yue's teasing laughter rang out, implying something, and Murong Xian'er couldn't help scolding softly: "Guan Yue, what are you talking about."

After saying that, he directly pulled Fairy Guan Yue and Fairy Luo to leave Wangxuan Tower, as if he was embarrassed to stay any longer.

"it is good."

Mo Lingxuan shook his head helplessly, and responded with a smile.

How could he not know the meaning of Murong Xian'er's words?Since it was said that the Lord of Yaochi might also be there, the meaning of inviting himself to the banquet should be to let the Lord of Yaochi see if he is satisfied in advance.

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On the second day, there is still one day before the son-in-law selection meeting, so Yaochi Holy Land set up Qionglou Banquet to provide opportunities for young people from all parties to exchange martial arts and make friends with each other. The predecessors are better at finding talents for Qinglinjing.

Hearing that Nine Profound Girls will go to the banquet together, all the heavenly talents in Qinglinjing are also excited, wanting to participate in this Qionglou Banquet.

However, this banquet naturally has a threshold. It is the same as the criteria for participating in the election of a son-in-law. At least one must be under 30 years old and have combat power at the level of the martial arts realm.

Although Mo Lingxuan's realm has not yet reached the Martial Realm, when he showed a combat power not weaker than that of a Martial Realm existence, naturally no one stopped him from attending the banquet.

Walking into the Qionglou, Mo Lingxuan found that the banquet hall was very large, but apart from the maids from the Yaochi Holy Land, there were not many young warriors, probably less than a hundred people.

After all, even in the entire Qinglin Realm, there are actually not many male warriors who can reach the Martial Domain Realm without exceeding thirty.

On the second floor, there are some exquisite pavilions, but the entrance is guarded by some powerful people from the Yaochi Holy Land. Presumably, it should be the place where the core figures of the Holy Land and the Nine Profound Girls go to the banquet.

Many young people are praising each other, talking loudly, bragging about how powerful and peerless they are in their respective forces.

Mo Lingxuan was the only one who chose a corner and sat down, quietly waiting for the Qionglou Banquet to start.

But at this moment, a series of shocking voices suddenly sounded: "King Yu is here, and...the White King of Xuanyang Palace—— Sikong!"

"Not only them, but other king-level figures have also come one by one!"

Following the voices of these people, Mo Lingxuan also saw several young people stepping in from the outside.

Like Yu Wentuo, these other king-sealing characters are all at the late stage of the Wuyu Realm!
"Everyone, it should be almost here, let's take your seats one by one."

After becoming a king, it has been a long time since I saw a warrior stepping into Qionglou.Immediately, a faint female voice came from the depths of the attic above: "This is a gathering for you young people, I will only observe in secret, please don't be restrained, let's start now."

"Wow..."

"The person who spoke... should be the Holy Master of Yaochi, such a big man will also participate in the Qionglou Banquet, what does it mean..."

"Haha, we have to perform well!"

Zhu Tianjiao's meaningful laughter reminded them of each other, they are all smart people, and they naturally knew that this Qionglou Banquet was equivalent to the Lord of Yaochi looking for a good son-in-law in advance.

Thinking of this, even the king-sealing figures cheered up a little.

If they can be valued by the Lord of Yaochi, it will only benefit them and not harm them.

"It's you!"

And at this moment, Yu Wentuo suddenly saw Mo Lingxuan in the corner, and his face immediately became as cold as frost: "You can also come to a gathering of geniuses at the level of the Qionglou Banquet?"

For Mo Lingxuan, he was unhappy everywhere, not only dared to get close to Murong Xian'er, whom he wanted most, but also made him so ugly in Wangxuan Tower!
"Oh? Brother Yu, this is the second-level imperial kid you mentioned who dared to approach Fairy Murong without knowing the heights of the sky and the earth? It doesn't look like anything special, but it will make you feel embarrassed, Brother Yu?"

At this time, Xuanyang Palace Si Bai's sinister voice sounded, with a hint of teasing.

Although they are equally famous Tianjiao figures, their relationship is not very good.

"Hmph, I will take care of myself at the son-in-law selection meeting, so you don't need to worry about it, Si Kong."

Yu Wentuo glanced at Si Gong, he was too lazy to pay attention, but looked at Mo Lingxuan again, and said coldly, "Are you ignoring my words?"

After smelling it, Mo Lingxuan's eyes immediately flashed a trace of impatience, and he responded indifferently: "The dog is barking at me, should I respond to it?"

"Haha...Interesting, Brother Yu, he is comparing you to a dog."

"You, Yu Wentuo, are also a figure of the king. Now that you are insulted by a person of the same generation, we are very curious about what will happen to you..."

All of a sudden, there was a burst of laughter, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and it was all said by the other Feng Wang Tianjiao.

For them, it might be better to have some special programs for this Qionglou Banquet.

(End of this chapter)