Of course Muzixiao knew that his position was at the top.
But she ignored the provocative behavior of this elementary school chicken.
It would be nice to sit in Feng Yueying's original empty seat, but Feng Yueying's book was still on the table. If she sat there, there might be a verbal argument, which would 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 had been 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.
Microgram: Mu Linggen 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 view should be good and it won't disturb everyone."
"Can."
As he said that, Mu Wei took out tables, chairs, books, pens, inks, paper and inkstones from the storage bag. After placing them thoughtfully, he also took out the teapot and teacups and poured them. He said, "The weather is dry. Master, don't forget to replenish water when you study. You need wood." Micro-scheduled 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." After saying that, he 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 have met the real person Rongyin."
"I have met the real person 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.
"Disciples, please take a seat."
Mu Zixiao obediently sat down on the seat Mu Wei had prepared for her, while Feng Yueying's face turned slightly pale and she bravely returned to her seat.
At this time, no one sat in the first place in the hall, 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 twilight snow flute in his hand, which nourishes the soul, "The Moon Is Waiting for the Tide to Rise."
Mu Zixiao is also a person who loves music. She was shaken all over by the sound of Rong Yin's flute, and her mind became much clearer. The melodious music combined with advanced cultivation and skillful skills, continuous breath, continuous notes, simple and simple The mere sound of the flute made her soul tremble.
She gradually forgot that she was in the Sancai Palace, but stood on the beach watching a bright moon hanging in the sky. The tide was rising, and the seawater lapped on the rocks, rising higher and higher. She couldn't help but hold her breath, feeling the infinity of nature. strength.
She felt that her soul was 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, Master Rong Yin's song had ended, 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."
