Reborn Ace Prosecutor

Huang Wenxi was very engrossed in going back and forth on the piano keys, but when he raised his head, he saw Nie Xiaoqian's eyes drifting towards Feng Ling. He felt even more uncomfortable, why would such a character be more popular with the heroine than himself?

Where is the master's heart?

In public, Feng Ling did not offend Huang Wenxi, and the two of them had no disagreements. However, Huang Wenxi's jealousy determined her determination to humiliate Feng Ling.

"Prosecutor, I see you are quite intoxicated." Huang Wenxi quickly stood up and said to Feng Ling with a half-smile.

Because Huang Wenxi's piano sound suddenly stopped, the scene seemed a little chaotic for a while, and then became silent again. Many people focused their attention.

"The prosecutor said he wanted to play a song for everyone." Huang Wenxi smiled slyly, and then said to everyone. Naturally, he didn't believe that this so-called little prosecutor had any taste. He must not know how to play the piano, even if he talks

As for the piano, it was nothing more than that. He was deliberately making things difficult. If Feng Ling really couldn't do it, then he would really make a fool of himself.

After Huang Wenxi finished speaking, he deliberately clapped his hands. This made Xue Piao and Chu Mo on the side feel a little inexplicably worried. Maybe they had different feelings towards Feng Ling, but when Feng Ling was being made things difficult for them,

Naturally, I felt the same hatred towards the enemy.

"Play quickly." Huang Wenxi suddenly urged when he saw that Feng Ling was in a daze, and there was a hint of pride in his eyes.

"Feng Ling, come here..." Chu Mo and Piaoxue suddenly said at the same time. Naturally, they wanted to rescue Feng Ling, but after speaking in unison, the two of them looked at each other complicatedly and said nothing.

"Just play..." Feng Ling nodded. Just now, under the touch of the music, his powers were already ready to start. An impulse for rhythm suddenly surged in his heart, and the breath all over his body couldn't help but stir.

It started to beat. The superpower seemed to have become more humane, with thinking, and it always conveyed one thought to Feng Ling, that is, war.

to meet such provocations.

"Feng Ling, can you play the piano? Don't mess around..." Chu Mo opened his mouth. If Feng Ling played like this, he would really make a fool of himself on such an occasion.

"That Feng Ling can also play piano, and dares to challenge Huang Wenxi? Huang Wenxi is a famous piano master. It seems that this little prosecutor really doesn't know the heights of the world, but it is really interesting." Nie Tian seemed to have other ideas, and Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but

He looked at Feng Ling.

Feng Ling didn't pay attention to the eyes of the people present, and always had a faint smile on his face. He deliberately walked to the side and washed his hands in a decent manner, then took the opportunity to wipe Huang Wenxi's body and sat down in a swaggering manner.

Soon, Feng Ling's fingers began to become active with the impulse of supernatural powers. The slender fingers began to dance on the keyboard very intelligently, like flying butterflies, the movements were so fluent and tangible.

Soon, more beautiful and passionate music sounded, and an indescribable sense of rhythm suddenly filled the entire venue. Everyone was quickly shocked by the music and the surprising rhythm.

This kind of music seems to be integrated with the lights of the venue, making the world appear softer and the lights more beautiful. Music is indeed a very magical thing, its beating is as beautiful as an elf, but such beauty

Only under Feng Ling's hand can this kind of music be more than just music, it seems to be full of life and has an upward momentum, making everyone intoxicated and crazy about it.