The blackened goddess of rebirth is extremely poisonous

Chapter 214 Performance Talent
"Female Emperor Fengxie." Yan Zhuoli said suddenly: "It was she who deciphered the ancient text in the ancient tomb a hundred years ago and opened the coffin of mystery. When the coffin was opened, the whole world changed drastically. prevalent."

Yan Zhuoli pointed to the statue on the fountain and said, "She is the empress Fengxie that the world admires! The only person in this world who has the power of a great wizard system!"

Feng Tianling narrowed her starry eyes, nodded, and said in a low tone, "I know"

After a lengthy silence, Feng Tianling withdrew her gaze and looked at Yan Zhuoli, "Let's go, didn't you say you want to practice?"

"Come on, I'll take you to the music classroom. They should be here soon. I've already gone through a lot of screening, and I'll see if you make it later."

music teacher.

Those people haven't arrived yet, only Yan Yueli is in the classroom.

Yan Yueli knew that she was Feng Tianling, but he didn't tell Yan Zhuoli.

It's better not to say, she is in urgent need of candidates.

However, before screening those people, Feng Tianling had to see how Yan Zhuoli was doing.

"What talent do you have?" Feng Tianling asked.

"Dancing." Yan Zhuoli replied.

"Oh." Feng Tianling retreated to the wall to make room for Yan Zhuoli, "Let's jump."

ah? "Jump now?" Yan Zhuoli exclaimed.

"Isn't it just for practice? We are a team after all, we need to understand each other." Feng Tianling raised her eyebrows and said.

"Okay then." Yan Zhuoli cleared his throat several times in embarrassment, moved his shoulders, sneaked a few glances at Feng Tianling from time to time, and then cleared his throat again.

When Yan Yueli saw the shy Yan Zhuoli who looked like a little daughter-in-law, he complained in his heart speechlessly. He was always carefree and hot-tempered.

"I said, I just want you to dance, not to sing, when will you 'ummmmm' clear your throat?" Feng Tianling said with a headache.

Hearing Feng Tianling's urging, Yan Zhuoli stopped clearing his throat, took a deep breath, and jumped up to the beat.

Not bad, Feng Tianling put her arms around her chest with a satisfied face.

After the dance, Yan Zhuoli's face turned red up to the neck. Didn't he know that he was tired from dancing?or what.
"How is it? Not bad?" Yan Zhuoli looked at Feng Tianling expectantly.In fact, he still didn't let go just now, and he didn't play to his normal level.

Feng Tianling nodded in satisfaction, "That's right, it would be even better if you let go."

Hearing the word 'nice', Yan Zhuoli was so excited that he almost jumped up, as if a primary school student had been praised.

Yan Yueli at the side saw Yan Zhuoli's excited look, and imagined the scene when Yan Zhuoli knew that Fang Ling was Feng Tianling one day in the future
"By the way, Fang Ling, what talent do you have?" Yan Zhuoli looked at Feng Tianling and asked.

"Sing." After Feng Tianling finished speaking, she came to the microphone.Just about to sing, seven or eight boys who looked like high school students walked into the music classroom.

The school uniforms worn by these seven or eight high school students are the same as those of Yan Zhuoli and Yan Yueli, and they are all the school uniforms of Yingrui High School. It seems that these people Yan Zhuoli is looking for are all students of Yingrui High School.

The students of Yingrui High School are all the proud sons of the Kingdom of Martial Arts. How could they be interested in the Xingmeng Concentration Camp? These people are willing to come because of Yan Zhuoli's face.

To be honest, Feng Tianling didn't want to form a group with these young masters, but Xingmeng Concentration Camp was about to recruit students, so there wasn't much time left.

(End of this chapter)