I'm in Douluo, I'll destroy the world with my golden hoop

Tang Yuehua's outfit today is even more beautiful and charming.

Especially her delicate face, although her face is very serious.

But when she saw Xu Yan's outfit, she was also amazed.

A trace of tenderness flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Full of doting eyes.

"Aunt, good morning. You look so beautiful today." Xu Yan bowed slightly to her and said.

Tang Yuehua was even happier, but now that there were outsiders, she did not show it.

Nodding, the servants all lowered their heads and stood quietly not far away.

Tang Yuehua walked in front of Xu Yan, much shorter than Xu Yan.

She stretched out her slender and white jade hand and adjusted Xu Yan's collar.

"Xiao Yan. Today is your first day of class. You must be obedient and don't have conflicts with other students." Tang Yuehua said, reaching out and touching Xu Yan's face.

Xu Yan looked at Tang Yuehua so closely and was moved by her gentle every move.

"Don't worry, aunt, I will listen to you obediently." Xu Yan also stared at Tang Yuehua with a gentle smile on his face.

Tang Yuehua then nodded, turned around and walked in front.

Xu Yan followed her quietly.

When he came to the church, he saw that the seats of the harp not far away were full of men and women.

The noble children here looked down on people.

When Xu Yan appeared in the sight of everyone under the leadership of Tang Yuehua, his handsome appearance also made many female students' eyes light up.

Many female students were crazy about him, and some of them were a little shy, looking at Xu Yan, their faces were blushing.

As for many male students, they looked at Xu Yan with disdain, thinking that he was a pretty boy.

Because Xu Yan seemed to have been blessed by a good-looking dress, and his temperament and charm were rising sharply.

"Everyone, this is my long-lost nephew, named Xu Yan. He will study here with you in the future. I hope you will communicate with him more." Tang Yuehua said softly.

Everyone present sighed.

"Xiao Yan, go sit down somewhere." Tang Yuehua did not care about the sighs of the crowd, pointed to the empty seat not far away, and said softly.

Xu Yan nodded, and then under the gaze of many female students, he came to the empty seat not far away and sat down.

In fact, from childhood to adulthood, Xu Yan was the first time to receive so much attention, and he was still a little uncomfortable at the moment.

Tang Yuehua watched Xu Yan walk over and sit down obediently, with a gentle smile on his face, and then sat down.

Not far from Xu Yan, a short-haired girl looked at Xu Yan with curiosity.

Because Xu Yan's temperament and appearance are higher than those of the male students in this academy.

Xu Yan

The girl silently recited Xu Yan's name in her heart, and her eyes kept staring at him.

Xu Yan also noticed the girl's gaze, smiled at him gently, and nodded politely.

The short-haired girl was startled, and immediately retracted her gaze, lowering her head slightly shyly.

She seemed a little panicked, and a little shy.

Xu Yan had no choice. The appearance of this short-haired girl was considered to be outstanding among these noble women.

They all had different temperaments, and their identities might not be simple.

The person here was not a noble young master or young lady.

Then in the following time, Tang Yuehua began to explain some music theory knowledge.

When Tang Yuehua played the harp, a ray of light filled the air.

This wonderful music seemed to make people really calm down at this moment.

The students present also followed the playing.

However, many people looked at Xu Yan, because he was here to study as a transfer student.

Therefore, his every move was highly watched.

And Xu Yan thought to himself that it was impossible to see himself make a fool of himself.

He closed his eyes, slowly played the harp, and beautiful music was played.

Many people were surprised immediately.

Originally thought Xu Yan knew nothing, but he seemed to know a lot and was very skilled.

This scene also surprised Tang Yuehua.

The short-haired girl was also amazed when she saw Xu Yan playing the harp.

"As expected of the nephew of Master Yuexuan, this talent is extraordinary." She thought to herself.

In the following time, Tang Yuehua also explained some knowledge points, and Xu Yan was able to keep up with the rhythm.

Those who seemed to laugh at Xu Yan shut up.

Today was a very fulfilling day.

After waiting, Xu Yan sat next to Tang Yuehua, very quiet.

"Xiao Yan, I didn't expect you to be so talented. You must be a soul master with strong mental control in the future." Tang Yuehua said.

On the Douluo Continent, the mental power is divided into eight levels from low to high, including the Lingyuan Realm, Lingtong Realm, Linghai Realm, Lingyuan Realm, Lingyu Realm, and the legendary Shenyuan Realm, Shenwang Realm, and Chuangshi Realm.

Everyone is born with the spiritual cultivation of the Lingyuan Realm.

Through his previous understanding of playing the harp, Xu Yan felt that his mental power realm had reached the Linghai Realm.

It's just that he didn't show it.

At the same time, through some special pupil abilities of the reincarnation eye, the mental power can be released to the maximum extent.

"Aunt, all this is because of you, otherwise, I can't have such progress." Xu Yan quickly attributed all the credit to Tang Yuehua.

Tang Yuehua smiled gently and said: "You silly child, it's obviously your own outstanding talent."

Xu Yan also smiled, sat next to Tang Yuehua, and said: "Aunt, when I become stronger in the future, I will definitely protect you well."

Tang Yuehua looked at Xu Yan's sincere eyes and said gently: "Okay, Aunt will wait for Xiao Yan to protect you in the future."

Xu Yan nodded, looking at Tang Yuehua's doting and gentle eyes looking at him, and said: "Aunt, I want to sing for you."

"Oh?" Tang Yuehua was startled and asked: "Really?"

Xu Yan hurriedly took Tang Yuehua's jade hand and walked directly to a place with a harp.

Tang Yuehua was held in Xu Yan's warm hand. Looking at Xu Yan's back, she felt very relieved and smiled on her face.

The two looked like a couple.

Tang Yuehua sat down on the side and watched Xu Yan walk in front of the harp. Sitting down seemed very elegant.

He sat down and stepped on the pedal while playing, playing ethereal and beautiful music.

When the prelude sounded, the mental power instantly spread.

Tang Yuehua was shocked when she heard the prelude.

Those crystal eyes, twinkling like stars, seemed very moved.

"If you open your eyes in a nightmare."

"Facing the cruel world."

"Whose heartstrings are touched by the wind."

"Nostalgia but no time to say goodbye."

"If the ending is only tragic."

"No fear of breaking out of the cocoon in the adverse wind."

"Even if the wings are torn."

"Return to the nineteenth layer of the abyss."

When Xu Yan's voice sounded, Tang Yuehua clenched her hands tightly.

Because Xu Yan's singing style and his heavenly voice were too attractive.

"Holding your hand, moving forward, day and night, without stopping."

When the chorus was sung by Xu Yan with emotion, Tang Yuehua cried.