Chapter 128 Princess Mo Xin
The atmosphere in the whole place suddenly went silent, as if it was hard to believe my eyes!
On the stage, the etiquette officer's mouth was slightly open, and the seven holy saints had different expressions. Xun Zhu narrowed his eyes and stared at Ning Wuxie closely.
The rest of the young virtuous men, except for Meng Cangran, also stared at Ning Wuxie with wide eyes, as if they were looking at a madman.
Going to Lanyuan Dynasty?
What did he think? !
But Ning Wuxie didn't care as if he didn't see it, and walked to Mo Xin with firm steps.
Mo Xin's expression was also very amusing. The previous indifferent and disdainful expression had been wiped away. He stared at Ning Wuxie with his light blue eyes and his mouth slightly open.
"Princess Mo Xin, please allow me to go to Lan Yuan to serve you." Ning Wuxie bowed slightly and said.
"You..." Mo Xin seemed to have forgotten how to speak, and organized his words.
"you sure?"
"Of course." Ning Wuxie said.
Mo Xin's expression became even more shocked, and his mouth opened a little wider again.
She suddenly thought of something and stretched out her hand to point at Ning Wuxie: "I remember you, you are the Ning Wuxie who defeated Li Luobing some time ago, right?"
"Yes." Ning Wuxie nodded.
"Do you really want to come to our Lanyuan Dynasty?!" Mo Xin asked again as if he had eaten a repeater.
"Confirm...Princess Mo Xin, please give me the order of talents as soon as possible."
"Xiancai Ling, what is that?" Mo Xin looked confused.
Ning Wuxie was stunned and pointed at the other young sages who all turned to look at him. They were all holding a golden token in their hands.
"Based on the talent token they hold, I chose you, the Lanyuan Dynasty. You have to give me this token to show that you accept me." He explained.
"Don't Princess Mo Xin accept me?" Ning Wuxie asked. Logically speaking, there is no such possibility. The five dynasties still have to give this face to Confucianism.
"No, no, no, I accept it!" Mo Xin said hurriedly, "But I don't have the Xiancai Ling thing... When I came here, I never thought that anyone would choose Lan Yuan..."
Mo Xin thought for a while, lowered his head, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed the rings of bracelets on his wrists, with seven or eight rings of different colors.
She stretched out her hand and took off the outermost bracelet. It was completely black, as smooth and moist as if it were polished from obsidian.
"This is the last link of the tail bone of our dragon. I give it to you. Think of it as a gift to you!"
Ning Wuxie sighed over and over again at the strong custom of the demon clan wearing the bones of their ancestors on their wrists, and reached out to take the bracelet, feeling it was soft and warm.
Because it is worn by Mo Xin, the ring is relatively small.
It can be given to Xuan'er to wear, Ning Wuxie thought, and put the bone bracelet into the storage ring.
Seeing that all twelve young sages had chosen their dynasty, the etiquette officer withdrew his eyes from Ning Wuxie and began the final finishing touches.
The bells and drums are playing, the ritual music is ringing, the surrounding clouds are fluctuating, like the colorful clouds on the top of the Jade Peak, and the flags are fluttering, giving off a sacred atmosphere of the fairy world on earth.
After the ceremony ended, the crowd dispersed chattering, and of course all the topics focused on Ning Wuxie and Mo Xin.
The four auspicious beasts rose into the air, dived into the clouds, and returned to Junzi Mountain below.
Of course, Mo Xin would not be like this. She still maintained her human form and stood where she was.
Not only did he not leave, but he seemed to be walking down the mountain with Ning Wuxie.
"Are you really going to join the Lanyuan Dynasty? Didn't you get dizzy for a moment, make the wrong choice, and go astray?"
"You can go back on your word and give me the bracelet. I'll pretend it didn't happen."
Mo Xin chased after Ning Wuxie and asked.
"I can't go back on my word, Princess." Ning Wuxie couldn't laugh or cry. Why did the demon princess, who had a cold face before, become so annoying now? He continued:
"The ceremony has ended, the candidates for other dynasties have been decided, and they will no longer accept me."
"Really?!" When Mo Xin heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and became a little bigger.
"Fuck!" Mo Xin suddenly jumped up on the spot, hooked Ning Wuxie's neck and pressed him towards him.
"Finally, someone is willing to join our Lanyuan Dynasty! It has been twenty years, and there is finally someone new!"
This move startled Ning Wuxie and she quickly broke away.
As expected of a demon princess, this is too wild!
"It seems that you get along well." Meng Cangran came over and asked in surprise.
Ning Wuxie introduced Mo Xin as his senior brother.
"You really have no vision. You actually joined Xuan Qin. You are not as good as your junior brother." Mo Xin put her hand on Ning Wuxie's shoulder and raised her chin at Meng Cangran, like a slutty little gangster.
Meng Cangran smiled helplessly: "Everyone has his or her own ambitions."
"Ning Wuxie, let's go. When we get back, I'll ask my father to make you a general. If you and I join forces, we can definitely change the entire Lan Yuan!"
Mo Xin didn't say much to Meng Canran, and pulled Ning Wuxie to leave.
"Hey!" Meng Cangran was shocked when he heard this and quickly reached out to stop him.
"Princess Mo Xin, it's not time yet."
"It's only September now. We just selected the twelve Young Sages and decided where to go. It won't be until the end of the year that the Young Sages actually go to the dynasty."
"Ah?" Mo Xin showed an expression of shock and disappointment, "What a violation of the rules!"
"Rules are rules. Since you choose Confucian virtuous people, you must abide by them..."
Meng Cangran patiently explained that Ning Wuxie also felt that Mo Xin was too impatient and he was not prepared at all.
Mo Xin frowned, looked at Ning Wuxie, and then at Meng Cangran.
"Then when will you leave, and when will Ning Wuxie arrive at Lanyuan?"
"By the end of the year, Confucianism will send a message to each dynasty."
"...Okay." After thinking for a long time, Mo Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had given up the idea of kidnapping Ning Wuxie directly, and tugged at Ning Wuxie's sleeve:
"Don't forget the bone bracelet I gave you!"
"I will never forget it."
Mo Xin nodded, turned around and left, walking towards the edge of the cliff of Yufeng. Halfway through, he actually jumped up on the spot and punched the air!
"Woo!" She turned her head and glanced at Ning Wuxie, raised her eyebrows and raised her head, revealing a smug smile. Ning Wuxie felt like a little girl favored by a gangster.
Then, her figure suddenly rushed up from the spot and turned into a black dragon in the air!
Her figure was much shorter and thinner than the Mo Xiang seen in the demon domain, and the horn and mane on her forehead were not snow-white, but black as ink, with a green hue.
Mo Xin screamed, drilled into the clouds, and disappeared.
Ning Wuxie turned his head and looked at Meng Cangran, and the two looked at each other in silence.
"How is it, the famous Princess Mo Xin, a famous socialite, is not only powerful, but also has friends in various sects, otherwise she would not be included in the Tianjiao List." Meng Cangran said.
"Good personality, but..."
Ning Wuxie didn't say the second half of the sentence.
But I just went with Xuan'er to show off!
I don't want to be reused by any dynasty, to achieve any achievements, I just want to practice quietly!
Sleep with Xuan'er in my arms, and farm in the small world.
Why now, it seems that I have encountered a very troublesome master!
"I understand what you mean." Meng Cangran patted Ning Wuxie's shoulder and said with a smile.
"But, despite Princess Mo Xin's ambitions, things won't go the way she wants."
"Lan Yuan's real master is not her, but her father, Mo Xiang. His rejection of the human race is not just words."
"Even if Mo Xin likes humans, it will not be smooth sailing if he wants to change Lan Yuan."
Meng Cangran paused, then said:
"Besides, the tide of the thousand-year-old magic revival is about to begin, and all dynasties will not have an easy time."
"The times are going to be chaotic, Brother Ning, but I still believe in you."
"Five years later, we will go back to Junzi Mountain to meet. If I can't come back, you have to find me."
"..." Ning Wuxie was silent, turned his head and looked into Meng Cangran's eyes.
"No problem."