Mo Zishang looked solemnly at the flute player in the darkness. With his cultivation, the darkness could not stop him. However, Mo Zishang, who had always been aloof in terms of music, had to admit that in terms of music,

He is not as good as the flute player.

But, who is this person? Is he a new student? Can such a person exist among the new students?

Not only him, but also the teachers with extraordinary cultivation and Liang Yali were all secretly surprised.

However, compared to the surprise of others, Liang Yali said with some joy: "It seems that there are really many talents this year. I have to look forward to tomorrow's appraisal meeting."

Mo Zishang nodded lightly. Even when facing Liang Yali, the palace master, he still looked calm.

After all, Mo Zishang's cultivation and talent are far beyond those of ordinary people. Not to mention the inner court, there are definitely no more than five teachers in the outer court who can definitely defeat him.

Strength is everything!

Jiumao, who was not far away from Mo Zishang and others, slowly fell into a silent anger.

Unlike Mo Zishang, Jiumao's cultivation level is now infinitely close to zero, and she cannot see who the flute player is in the darkness.

However, Jiu Mao's mental power was left over from the Eight-Tails period. With the exploration of his mental power, the identity of the flute player was naturally revealed. It was the brothel boy that Jiu Mao said, Fu Xi.

Fuxi actually gave Fenglian a soundtrack!!!

When Jiumao confirmed all this, an unknown anger arose in his heart, as if the anger that had been suppressed last night was burning again, or a new inexplicable flame was stirred up.

Jiumao himself couldn't explain why he was so angry. Was it because he hated Fenglian?

But I have nothing to do with her, so how could I dislike her? At most, I just don’t like her.

Then why did I feel so silently angry when I saw Fu Xi and Feng Lian making music?

"If this guy doesn't stay well and let Fenglian gain momentum, then I'll be the one to embarrass him? Hmph, brat, I won't let you get what you want!"

Looking for an excuse at random, Jiumao's eyes rolled quickly, and then he locked on Mo Zishang.

"Hmph, you actually dare to compose music with Feng Lian. Well, I'll just find a handsome guy to play the piano for me. I don't think I can beat you!" Jiumao snorted coldly in his heart, and looked at Mo Zishang, his mental strength bundled together.

, a sentence rang in Mo Zishang’s ears.

"Senior brother, can you help me?"

Mo Zishang, who had been drinking tea with his head down, was startled and turned around to look, but found nothing.

Liang Yali looked at Mo Zishang who was losing his temper strangely and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Zishang shook his head in confusion. At this time, the voice rang again: "Senior brother, there is no need to look for it. How about you wait for me under the third tree outside?"

Mo Zishang frowned deeply and thought quickly about the identity of the speaker.

If you call him senior brother, he will naturally be the junior sister from the next few years, or the new student.

But speaking of the new students, even among the talented girls in the following years, which one has such ability? Even if there is no clue to the secret transmission, no clues have been discovered by me.

Mo Zishang was shocked in his heart. Without thinking much, he confessed to Liang Yali and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Of course, Mo Zishang did not really disappear, but he was too fast and others could not catch his shadow.

Only Liang Yali and a few powerful teachers could see his movements clearly.

But Liang Yali naturally didn't ask any more questions. Mo Zishang was a disciple of the inner courtyard, and his actions were not controlled. His status was as high as that of ordinary teachers in the outer courtyard. Even she, the master of the palace, could only rely on her relationship with him.

Because of our friendship, we asked him to come out and play a song.

Under the third tree, there was not a single ghost.

However, Mo Zishang was not in a hurry and just stood there quietly.

Suddenly, a faint shadow appeared behind Mo Zishang. Mo Zishang didn't notice it at all. It wasn't until the figure of Jiu Mao appeared silently that he suddenly felt that there was a breath behind him.

Mo Zishang was very proud. In the more than ten years of practice, he had never encountered such a thing. His fighting instinct made him draw his sword immediately, then turn around and strike.

White light flashed suddenly in the dark woods, and a slender sword was surrounded by white light and slashed from in front of Mo Zishang to the person behind him. Then, when he was still 0.01 centimeter away from Jiu Mao's neck, Ge

Then stop.

Jiu Mao, who was originally full of joy, was so frightened that he lost his seven souls and six souls. A strand of hair fell silently, which was cut off by Mo Zi's Sword Qi.

After Mo Zishang saw Jiu Mao clearly, he was also severely frightened.

If he hadn't experienced hundreds of battles and his cultivation was far better than ordinary people, he wouldn't have been able to stop this hasty sword attack.

Mo Zishang broke out in cold sweat when he thought about how he almost killed a new student.

"Senior, senior brother, I haven't offended you, have I?" Jiumao cried with a sad face, his feet were weak from fear.

Although she had already died once, when this fatal crisis broke out again, not only her, but even the sleeping Chen Miao was not awakened.

However, Chen Miao's strength is only at the ninth level of Huang Realm, and even she cannot avoid this sword at all.

Mo Zishang put away his sword in embarrassment, a blush flashing across his fair face.

"Sorry, you appeared a little too weird." At this time, Mo Zishang no longer even wanted to know what was going on with Jiu Mao's voice transmission and this weird movement technique. He just wanted to hurry up now.

leave.

This was the first time that he had encountered such a mistake. He really couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if the sword was struck just now.

Jiumao said weakly: "Senior brother, your etiquette is too far-fetched... you almost killed me."

"I'm sorry..." Mo Zishang could only admit that he was unlucky, blaming himself for being a little too sensitive.

"Senior brother, it's useless to be sorry..." Jiumao was so polite that she originally wanted to bribe this guy with some benefits, but now it seems she doesn't need to.

But if given the choice again, Jiumao would rather get more benefits than go through the test of life and death again.

The sword just now was about to cut his own neck. Jiu Mao had no doubt that if the sword had cut off a real person, let alone his flesh and blood body, even a neck made of pure iron would be cut.

One sword with two sections.

Thinking of this, Jiumao was frightened for a while. It seemed that he would never be able to suddenly appear behind others like this again. It was too dangerous.

"What compensation do you want?" Mo Zishang also accepted his fate and opened his wallet for Jiumao to blackmail.

"Senior brother has a good attitude in admitting his mistakes, meow. However, I don't want compensation. I just want to ask senior brother to do me a favor. You have to help me like this and this..."

Mo Zishang's eyes slowly widened beside him. After a while, he sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, are you the champion of the Eighteen Peng Lingtai?"

Jiumao nodded, and Mo Zishang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said calmly: "I'm doing this favor for junior sister. I wonder if junior sister can also do me a favor in the future?"

"What's the rush?"

"Keep it secret for now. I'll find you again when your cultivation level reaches the Xuan realm."

"No problem, let's go, it's about to start."

One after another, the two figures left one after another. This time, Mo Zishang left first, followed by Jiu Mao.

At this time, Fu Xi and Feng Lian's performance had reached the final moment. The originally soft flute sound seemed to be telling a sad story. Suddenly, the flute sound became very sad.

When it rises, it is like the nine meanders of the Yellow River, with magnificent waves.

Feng Lian, who was originally dancing with a mediocre dance, suddenly had a big explosion at the last moment. In conjunction with Fu Xi's last Yellow River song, her body began to spin, and the goose-yellow skirt floated out in a perfect line.

The arc of light formed a stunning scenery in the stands.

Fenglian's body turned faster and faster, but her dancing posture remained unchanged, like a big top.

Compared with the previous dance, this high-speed rotating dance has no beauty at all, but this is a technical activity.

This was like Fenglian's response to the slap in the face from those who thought she only had beauty but no dancing skills. Suddenly, a wave of cheers sounded from below.

Feng Lian's dance movements stopped at the same time as Fu Xi's flute music. I don't know how two people who have never cooperated before can cooperate so well.

However, this does not prevent the people below from treating them as idols.

There are Mo Zishang and Shi Xianhua in the inner courtyard, and there should be a team in the outer courtyard to match the shooting. Seeing these two people, the crowd shouted "golden boy and beautiful girl", one person, two people, gradually, more and more.

More and more people started to shout, and after a while, the whole audience was shouting "Jin Shi Huai Jade Girl."

Fenglian on the stage looked very excited, her pretty face flushed.

Fuxi didn't look too excited, he was still looking forward to the next show of Nine Cats.

From what he knew about her, at times like this, she was basically just messing around.

Fuxi misjudged Jiumao's talent in medicinal stones, but he believed that with Jiumao's out-of-the-box temperament, singing and dancing were definitely not her strong point.

After giving a salute to the audience, Fuxi didn't care about the title of the golden boy. After sitting back in his seat, when accepting the congratulations from everyone around him, he just responded with fists.

The scene fell silent once again, and the light on the Panlong Pillar disappeared again. Jiu Mao had approached the senior brother holding the lamp a moment ago to tell them what to do next.

This senior brother was originally engaged in this. After collecting a whole ingot of gold from Jiumao, he smiled brightly, beat his chest loudly, and said that he would wrap it up for him.

The whole place was silent for about two minutes. Just when everyone was shouting what was going on, suddenly, an ethereal piano sound sounded.

Just like countless elves dancing in everyone's ears, after this ethereal piano sound sounded, the lights on the nine pillars of Panlong suddenly flashed and then went out. For a moment, with the sound of the piano, they started to light up again.

flashed for a moment.

The ethereal piano sound suddenly changed, from ethereal to fast, and the lights suddenly became chaotic. You flashed, I flashed, making everyone feel dazzled.

The audience narrowed their eyes when someone started to complain about what the hell was going on.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano changed again, from chaotic to as clear as flowing clouds and flowing water. At the same time, the chaotic lights also suddenly changed.
To be continued...