polite but cold and noble like a prince. At this moment, Mo Ziyan once again attracted everyone's hearts. Especially those female disciples who like her, the prince's heart that can't be guessed, makes those female disciples seem to have their hearts petrified, and they are willing to stay at this moment forever.

I have to say that Mo Ziyan's performance will be very embarrassing for the performers behind him, because I am afraid that I will never be able to find his level and popularity again.

After a short period of calmness at the scene, there were tsunami-like cheers, most of them were female voices, and Huahua, Xin Yue, and Yan Niang also mixed in the crowd and roared a few times. And Mo Ziyan, who was sitting on the chair, was terrifyingly calm, as if the object who was cheered by everyone was not him, he held a teacup and quietly tasted tea.

After a while, the scene calmed down, and many people probed their brains in the direction of Mo Ziyan, but he didn't realize it, drinking tea, and even Liang Yali, who was sitting next to him, was talking to him, he just nodded.

Murong Feixue couldn't help but think, this Mo Ziyan wouldn't be dumb, right?

After a moment, Mo Ziyan raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the backstage. As if he saw someone, he got up wordlessly, went to the stage and slowly played the flute.

The jade beads that illuminated the scene on the nine stacks of the dragon pillar were blindfolded and extinguished, and the scene suddenly became dark, and then, a clear flute sounded out of thin air, like a fierce horse piercing the night sky on the grassland, and it suddenly sounded.

==================== the full text has been revised and replaced, if you find that the chapters are out of order, please delete the book from the bookshelf, and then re-collect it. Xie Lu, thank you for your understanding, Mo Mo Da ===============================================

A very high rondo music seemed to be like a tornado, rising from the hearts of the people, and then slowly rising until the nine heavens.

It's just a flute sound, but everyone has a feeling of excitement when they hear it.

A probe light came down and shone on the Panlong pillar platform, and under this probe, the audience suddenly let out a burst of exclamations.

Under the light, a slender figure stood gracefully, she was wearing a goose yellow-colored cotton silk dress, the hem of which was blown by the wind, and it was three or four meters long.

The wind blew on her, the brocade silk dress looked very thin, and when the wind blew, her delicate and delicate body was suddenly exposed to everyone's eyes, of course, as well as her thrillingly beautiful face, everyone exclaimed, and they were all shocked here.

It's Shi Xianhua.

The clear and fierce flute sound was like a tornado rising from the ground, and after rolling everyone's hearts to the highest point, suddenly a fall, back to the soft intestines, at the same time, Shi Xianhua also moved, and the delicate figure jumped out of a difficult waist movement, like a crane looking for food.

One person, one flute, the entire world seems to be ethereal in an instant, all the people, everyone's eyes, are staring at Shi Xianhua's figure, ears, all listening to this has become so soft that it is like the woman **** in the hibiscus tent.

It's no surprise that the sound of the flute is so powerful. After all, Mo Ziyan's cultivation is really far more talented than ordinary people, not to mention the inner court, there are definitely no more than five teachers in the outer court who can win against him.

Strength is everything!