Chapter 141 Shaoxian, the Most Shameless

After a hasty bath, Ning Wuxie's vigilance against Xuan'er increased again.

It was not only Xuan'er who was obsessed with his body, he felt that his resistance to Xuan'er was also decreasing day by day.

Xuan'er's previous suspicion was actually correct. Ning Wuxie really liked girls with plump figures.

And Xuan'er's body now has a rudimentary shape... coupled with his emotional love for her, Ning Wuxie really found it difficult to control himself.

For example, when Xuan'er was scrubbing his body, Ning Wuxie kept silently saying in his heart:

I am more than 500 years old and she is still a child. I am more than 500 years old and she is still a child...

After the tormenting and enjoyable bath, the two sat in the yard for a while and waited for the invitation to the dinner.

It was called a dinner, but in fact, there was no one else except the people in Mo Xin's mansion.

As Mo Xin said just now, in the past ten years, Mo Xiang has been obsessed with creating the mythical beast Bai Ze and focusing on strengthening the demon race. This behavior of breaking the five dynasties was opposed by almost all human officials in the court.

And Mo Xiang's approach was to kill them all.

This also caused the relationship between the Lanyuan Dynasty and other dynasties, and even Confucianism and the human clan, to drop to a freezing point.

Mo Xin has been in human society for many years, has many human friends, and loves human culture. Naturally, she does not want to see such a situation.

But Mo Xiang killed all the officials in the court who shared her ideals, and she could not make any changes on her own.

She once had high hopes for Song Luoyun, but in the end she was taught a lesson by reality.

The dinner time has arrived and the guests are seated.

The servant came to Mo Xin and leaned over to inform her that the dishes were ready and the dance and music were in place.

Mo Xin glanced at the empty hall. There were few people, so which table was empty was more conspicuous.

"Is Song Luoyun not here yet?"

"No, I went to urge Lord Song, but I couldn't find him anywhere."

"Humph, he wouldn't have run away." Mo Xin said coldly, "Then don't worry about him, just serve the dishes and play music."

"Yes."

The servant took the order and left.

Soon, a line of beautiful women in gorgeous dance robes came and spread out to their positions, ready to dance. The styles of these dancers' clothes are also human styles.

Suddenly, a clear male voice with full energy suddenly sounded from outside the hall!

"Song Luoyun, one of the 12 young sages of Confucianism, is here for the banquet!"

Everyone in the seats was startled, and the dancers who were posing in the middle of the stage and ready to dance also turned back to look.

Outside the hall, a handsome and elegant man suddenly walked in. He was dressed in white clothes like snow, wearing an exquisite hair crown on his head, holding a scholar's long fan, and his every move was as elegant as a noble man.

He slowly approached, ignoring the surprised eyes of everyone, striding with his head held high, with a proud and self-satisfied face.

"Why don't you wait for me to start the banquet? This is not in line with the Confucian etiquette of hospitality."

Song Luoyun gently stroked his smooth chin after repair with two fingers, and his tone was a little playful.

"Song Luoyun? What are you doing?" Mo Xin frowned, and the expression on her face was as if she had seen something more disgusting than the unkempt Song Luoyun before.

"Don't pretend to be a gentleman just because Ning Wuxie is here. If you still want to stay here and mess around, go back to Junzi Mountain as soon as possible!"

Mo Xin didn't indulge him at all. Even though she saw that he looked extraordinary after cleaning up, she didn't feel any ripples in her heart.

She knew that this guy just didn't want to be driven away, but he didn't really suddenly wake up and become motivated.

"Ahem, no, the third princess's misunderstanding of me is too big."

Song Luoyun said, while gently shaking his long fan, and walked to his seat and sat down, not at all shy.

"There is a big bird in the country, staying in the king's court. It has not flown or sung for ten years. Princess, do you know what kind of bird it is?"

He spoke in a relaxed tone, without even looking at Mo Xin. Before she could speak, he immediately said:

"If this bird does not fly, it will soar into the sky; if it does not sing, it will be amazing!"

"Princess, today is the day when I, Song Luoyun, will take off!"

Mo Xin looked at him with a look of disbelief.

Seeing her expression, Song Luoyun said generously: "After all, I, Song Luoyun, am also one of the twelve young sages. How can I be worse than this Ning Wuxie?"

"Your Highness the Princess only thinks that Luo Yun is useless, but how can you be sure that he is really capable!"

Song Luoyun said, pointing the long fan in his hand at Ning Wuxie!

Ning Wuxie's eyes suddenly widened, with an incredible look on his face. Why did you suddenly mention me?

What does your waste have to do with me!

Mo Xin sighed and shook his head: "Even if he is incompetent, he won't be more useless than you."

"Really? I don't believe it." Song Luoyun is just like a stubborn donkey, who can argue with anything.

"We are all the twelve young sages, and our abilities must be at the same starting line. Your Highness hasn't used him yet, so how can you know..."

Mo Xin interrupted mercilessly: "He is better at fighting than you."

"I don't believe it, let's spar later."

"He is more handsome than you."

"Otherwise, I think we are obviously equal, and I am even more handsome."

"He is younger than you."

"Young people are unreliable, and mature men are more stable."

Mo Xin said one sentence, and Song Luoyun replied one sentence, just like a quick question and answer. Mo Xin's forehead gradually showed blue veins.

"He has more time than you!"

"Time... huh?" Song Luoyun subconsciously wanted to retort, but after pausing for two seconds, he made a puzzled sound.

"Time? What time?!" His eyes gradually widened, "Your Highness, how do you know how long it takes?!"

Song Luoyun looked in disbelief, as if he had suffered some major betrayal.

"Princess, you are the third princess of the Lanyuan Dynasty! How can this boy be so virtuous...and I have known you for ten years, why...how long has it been for you? I can also use my time!"

Song Luoyun's incoherent words contained too much information, but Mo Xin, who was so angry that he couldn't speak at the moment, couldn't care about it. He held his forehead and took a deep breath to calm down.

"What are you talking about! Ning Wuxie has a Taoist partner. His Taoist partner told me."

"You're a guy who talks nonsense and has no integrity. How can you still be considered the Twelve Young Masters?"

"You can't even maintain a normal image and stand up for me. Hanging around in my house will have negative effects. Why don't you go back and do me a favor!"

"I promise I will never do it again!" Song Luoyun said hurriedly.

"Third Princess, please give me a chance to prove that I am more useful than this guy!"

He stood up with a sigh, patted his chest and said.

Ning Wuxie held her chin with one hand and looked at this guy with interest.

Of course he couldn't beat himself. He had already seen that his cultivation was indeed only at the late stage of concentration, which was not enough.

But the conversation just now also made Ning Wuxie have a strong interest in Song Luoyun. This guy is either mentally abnormal or a pure shameless scoundrel. But at the same time, he is also one of the Twelve Young Masters of Confucianism.

Such a huge contrast made him couldn't help but wonder, what is Song Luoyun's real ability?