Society is afraid of indulging in infrastructure in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 13 13. The modeled face of the stunning slave
Of course Mu Zixiao knew that he was at the top.

But she didn't bother to pay attention to the provocative behavior of this elementary school chicken.

It would be good to sit in Feng Yueying's original vacant seat, but her Feng Yueying's book is still on that table, if she sits there, there may be a verbal confrontation, which will be extremely troublesome.

Muzixiao snapped his fingers and called, "Muwei."

Everyone saw a handsome man dressed in dark green walking in from outside the hall. He had a gentle temperament, thick eyebrows and elegant, high nose bridge, and skin like snow. His facial features were dreamlike, as if the best proportions were given to him. That was Carefully carved by the Creator, the beauty revealed from the bones also contains a depth and mystery that no one can understand.

This appearance has nothing to do with his simple name.

How did everyone know that this face was the first in the facial referendum in the World Modeling Competition that year, and his incomprehensible depth and mystery was because he was the ultimate in technology, one of the pinnacles of Muzixiao's artificial intelligence. one.

Micrograms: wood spirit root phaseless bone version.

His eyes were as clear as a clear spring, and he said softly: "Master needs a table and chairs, right? Place them at a 45-degree angle to the right of the center. The sight should be good and it won't disturb everyone."

"can."

As he said that, Mu Wei took out tables and chairs, books, pens, inks, papers and inkstones from the storage bag, and after arranging them carefully, he also took out the teapot and teacups and poured them out, saying: "The weather is dry, master, don't forget to replenish water when you are studying. Micro timer reminder?"

"No need, set the do not disturb mode and wait outside the hall."

"Okay, Mu Wei is willing to listen to your call at any time." Saying that, she walked out of the palace door with noble steps.

With just one face, he completely stunned everyone present.Not to mention his considerate attitude and extremely considerate service.

Even the rumors of those eighteen ugly men were washed away from everyone's minds, and it turned out that Mu Zixiao had such a stunning slave beside him.

Everyone looked at Mu Zixiao with burning eyes, full of doubts and unable to speak.

Many monks could not recover from the impact of that face for a long time.

At this time, a female nun in white walked in outside the door. She had a gentle expression, a smile on her lips, and a flute in her hand.

"I've seen the real Rongyin."

"I've seen the real Rongyin."

As soon as Master Rong Yin entered the door and saw Mu Zixiao's seat, he was a little confused. He looked at Feng Yueying, who was sitting next to Tang Yan, who was embarrassed, but he didn't ask too much.

"All disciples, please take a seat."

Mu Zixiao obediently sat on the seat Mu Wei had prepared for her, while Feng Yueying's complexion turned slightly pale, and she resolutely returned to her seat.

At this time, the first person in the hall had no one to sit, which was a bit embarrassing.

Master Rongyin walked slowly to that seat, glanced at Mu Zixiao, but did not mention the seat, "In the past, I taught Lexiu's healing techniques and attack forms in this Lexiu class. Today I want to Returning to the origin and exploring the moving parts of music, today I will start by playing the song "The Bright Moon Waits for the Tide to Rise" for everyone, and then let everyone recommend a few disciples to play some hometown songs for everyone to appreciate and appreciate."

As he spoke, Master Rongyin played the Muxue flute in his hand, playing the name "Bright Moon Waiting for the Rise of the Tide" that nourishes the soul.

Mu Zixiao is also a person who likes music. When the sound of the real person Rongyin's flute sounded, her whole body was shaken, and her mind became clearer. The sound of the flute alone made her tremble.

She gradually forgot that she was in the Sancai Palace, but stood by the sea and looked at a bright moon hanging in the sky. strength.

She felt her soul floating, beating with every syllable. She had no thoughts, no worries, and no more thoughts.

She could only feel the bright moon, the tide, and herself.

This mysterious and mysterious feeling strengthened her soul again, and suddenly thunder roared in the sky, and lightning illuminated the entire Sancai Hall.

Master Rong Yin's song just ended, and he looked at the sky outside the hall with some strangeness. He didn't know when large dark clouds had gathered, and then gradually disappeared.

Mu Wei felt something about Mu Zixiao's state. According to his analysis, it should be the soul that was about to enter the golden elixir realm, causing the catastrophe.

Fortunately, Rong Yin's real song was over, and Mu Zixiao came back to his senses.

Although Master Rong Yin was curious as to why there was thunder for no reason, seeing that no one in the palace seemed to be getting promoted, he just felt that the weather was abnormal.

"In this case, let's see who can play a song for everyone first, or we can play together with a few people."

(End of this chapter)