The luck of this attack is the best in the world

Mo Yu could see Ning Zhong's performance clearly from the audience. He clearly felt several weak fluctuations of spiritual power just now, but when he checked again, they disappeared again. This is really strange.

In his opinion, this Ning Zhong is not a cultivator, but how to explain this spiritual power?Could it be my own illusion?

With such doubts, Mo Yu and Ning Zhong went back to the inn together, without saying a word.

Mo Yu was thinking about the source of spiritual power, while Ning Zhong was talking to Cang Li.

"The kid next to you is a big trouble."

"??"

"Even with my help, you can't be his opponent." Cang Li said a little depressed.

He also didn't expect that there would be a cultivator participating in a competition in the mortal world, and he was a sword cultivator known for his aggressiveness.

This person is only at the fusion stage. If he was at his peak, defeating hundreds of such cultivators would be just a matter of moving his fingers.

It's just that now, he has just merged with a soul-split, which is fine for dealing with mortal cultivators, but it will be very troublesome if he meets a cultivator.

Ning Zhong took a peek at Mo Yu who was beside him who was in deep thought, thinking about the possibility of persuading him to go back home.

"Ask him why he came to the martial arts competition to recruit relatives. As long as he didn't come here specifically for the fragments, there is still room for change."

It stands to reason that he used spells to conjure dreams, and the ones he received were ordinary warriors, and no cultivators should know about it.

Even Cang Li didn't realize it. At this time, he was only thinking about how to get Ning Zhong to get the fragments, and he had long since left behind the idea of ​​"no matter who collects all the fragments".

Ning Zhong nodded, and asked Mo Yu who was beside him, "Do you know Miss Ye?"

Mo Yu shook her head and sighed softly: "I don't know either. If this Miss Ye family is the woman I've been looking for, then I know it. If not, I don't know it."

Ning Zhong was stunned, and asked with a smile: "What if it is not? If you win, you will marry that Miss Ye family."

"Tomorrow, I should be able to see the real face of Miss Ye Family. If she is really the one I am looking for, I will win this competition. If not, there is no need for me to continue participating." Mo Yu replied.

Ning Zhong rolled his eyes, thinking that there was still something to be done.

Mo Yu didn't continue to speak, but was immersed in her own thoughts.

The sun was just right that day, Mo Yu practiced sword all day, his clothes were soaked with sweat, so he was going to find a place to take a shower.

There was a melodious sound of the qin near the stream, the sound of the qin was curling, and it was extremely pleasant, and between the plucking of the strings, it seemed to touch Mo Yu's heart.

He followed the sound and searched all the way there, and when he saw the person playing the piano, he froze there, as if he had lost himself for a while.

The sound of the piano is beautiful, but the person who plays the piano is even more beautiful.

He froze there, and greedily glanced at the delicate facial features of the qin player. She just sat there quietly, with skin like snow, black hair like ink, and slightly drooping eyes. heartbeat.

Seemingly aware of Mo Yu's gaze, she slowly raised her head, showing a faint smile at Mo Yu, her beautiful eyes seemed to hook Mo Yu's soul away.

He just stood there, as if he had lost the ability to speak, the only thing he could do was to trace the girl's appearance with his eyes.

At the beginning, the girl could still be calm and composed, playing the piano on her own, but Mo Yu's eyes were too hot, which made her unable to sit still, so she simply got up to collect the piano and was ready to leave.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Mo Yu hurriedly called out to her, and then mumbled, not knowing what to say.

"What's your surname, girl?" Mo Yu choked out a sentence after a long time.

"My surname is Ye." After speaking, he turned and left, apparently not intending to communicate with Mo Yu more.

Mo Yu was left alone, chewing on her surname over and over again...

So why didn't you just ask for a name at the beginning!

Mo Yu rubbed her forehead in annoyance, feeling that she was so stupid back then.

But now, there is no other way, he can only find it slowly.