The Rebirth of the National Goddess

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, none of them would have believed that an ordinary person could actually play the harp, leading to the spectacle of dancing dragons together!

Zheng Chuyi almost froze in place, took two steps back with some unsteady steps, blood flowed backwards all over her body, her hands and feet were cold, her body was covered in cold sweat, her complexion was almost as white as a sheet of paper, in front of her eyes were constantly appearing The scene of the dragon and the phoenix dancing together.

Why!

Why is it that a little ordinary person did what she, a woman with a bloodline in the fire, could not do!

She is the right girl!

Why can a layman snatch everything from her out of thin air?

First they took away Mo Zhixuan and the supreme position, and now they came to take away her konghou and the honor that belonged to her!

It was all that layman, that shameless, low-level layman, Zheng Chuyi clenched his fists, traces of blood were pinched out of his white palms, and his facial features were distorted into one piece.

Just now she was proud of being able to play this ancient harp, but now, the reality gave her such a slap in the face!

She, a true destiny girl with blood in the fire, is not as good as a little lowly ordinary person!

This kind of blow is ten times more painful than death!

joke! What a joke!

"Pfft—" Zheng Chuyi covered her chest, and spit out a mouthful of blood. The bright red blood stained the long white dress, which looked a little shocking.

"Sister Chuyi, are you okay?" Seeing this, Jiazhuo calmed down and quickly supported Zheng Chuyi.

Zheng Chuyi's whole body was limp on Jia Zhuo's body, without any warmth in her body, and her beautiful eyes were gloomy, like dead wood and ashes.

"Oh," Mo Qingyi sneered, with endless sarcasm in his eyes, "Zheng Chuyi, you also have today. From now on, you will be my sister-in-law's slave. How about it? Isn't this very refreshing!"

"Miss Mo," Jia Zhuo looked at Mo Qingyi coldly, "You don't have a conscience yet, sister Chu Yi is like this, you still have the mood to mock her!"

Chu Jin walked towards Zheng Chuyi in an unhurried pace, her crimson lips curled up slightly, "I would like to accept the bet, Miss Zheng, I will give it to you too!"

She heard what Zheng Chuyi said before, verbatim, so now, she has no intention of letting Zheng Chuyi go.

"Chu Jin! Don't deceive others too much!" Jia Zhuo glared at Chu Jin, "You don't even look at your identity, sister Chu Yi's identity!"

Chu Jin raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a sinister arc, "Miss Jiazhuo, it seems that you are still not convinced."

"I..." Jiazhuo suddenly fell silent.

She has not forgotten how she was trampled under her feet just now.

She didn't want to experience that feeling a second time!

Mo Zhixuan also walked slowly to Chu Jin's side, stood in front of Jiazhuo and Zheng Chuyi, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Zheng Chuyi, his thin lips moved slightly, "I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, sign this."

The voice is deep and magnetic, very pleasing to the ear.

But Zheng Chuyi and Jiazhuo could hear a kind of panic from this voice.

Zheng Chuyi looked up at Mo Zhixuan in disbelief, her voice trembling, "...Zhixuan, what did you say?"

Mo Zhixuan's stern facial features remained calm, and he repeated in a low voice, "I said, sign this."

"Zhixuan, do you know what this is?" Zheng Chuyi looked at Mo Zhixuan weakly, bit her lower lip with her teeth, and said unwillingly, "This is a blood contract! How could you let me sign this?" How can you make me a slave to a layman?"

Today, she has lost all face and been humiliated by this lowly mortal. At this moment, do you want her to condescend to be a slave to this mortal?

impossible! How could she, the majestic one in the supernatural world, be a slave to a layman!

"That's right! Ninth brother, how could you treat sister Chu Yi like this! If you do this, the elder will definitely not let you go! Sister Chu Yi is the only bloodline in the fire, a true destiny!"

"Heh," there was a sudden chuckle in the air, and Tong Zhi stood up and slowly walked towards this side, "The only true destiny girl with a bloodline in the fire? Jiazhuo, you are not young Now, aren't you afraid of losing your waist when you say such big words?"

"Madam Tong, what do you mean by that?" Jia Zhuo looked at Tong Zhi, squinting his eyes slightly, "Is there another person in this world besides Sister Chu Yi who has blood in the fire?"

The corner of Tong Zhi's mouth curled slightly, "Could it be that you forgot the two rumors about the ancient harp?"

The ancient harp can only be played by the Destined Lady who has the blood of Yu Huo!

Hearing this, the last string in Zheng Chuyi's mind also broke!

No! impossible!

How could a lowly mortal have the bloodline of the ashes!

How can a lowly mortal deserve to have the same blood as her!

"Aren't you joking?" Jia Zhuo didn't take Aunt Tong's words to heart at all, "Maybe the rumors are wrong? How could a little layman have a bloodline that is on fire!"

Tong Zhi also laughed, "If the rumors are wrong, why can't you play that konghou?"

Jiazhuo was stunned, the blood on his face was fading little by little.

Tong Zhi continued, "Speaking of which, Ah Jin's bloodline is one level higher than Chu Yi's. If not, she would not be able to elicit this wonderful scene of dragon and phoenix resonance."

"You're talking nonsense!" Zheng Chuyi straightened up abruptly, her complexion turned into a hideous one, "She's just a layman! She's just a lowly layman, where did she come from the blood of the ashes!"

Isn't it enough that this layman took everything from her? Now he still wants to snatch away the burning blood on his body!

"Chu Yi, don't get excited," Tong Zhi patted Zheng Chuyi's shoulder, and said, "It's your blessing to be a slave to someone whose bloodline is higher than yours, and you should be happy."

As soon as this remark came out, Zheng Chuyi's face turned ashes instantly, she had no choice but to turn her eyes to Mo Zhixuan at the side, her eyes turned red, and her voice was a little hoarse, "Zhixuan, help me, I don't want to be a slave, I will I can't be a slave, I'm the right girl, how can I be a slave to a layman..."

The appearance, a little pitiful, makes people feel compassionate.

No one expected that the number one beauty in the world of supernatural powers who was usually high above her was actually so low in the dust at this moment.

"Sign it," Mo Zhixuan stuffed the contract into Zheng Chuyi's hands expressionlessly, "This is the evil fruit you planted for yourself."

At this moment, Jia Zhuo, who had a gloomy complexion, suddenly raised her head, and there was a flash of light in her eyes. She raised her voice, "Actually, Sister Chu Yi is the one who really draws the dragon and the phoenix to dance together! This ordinary person, she is just picking up the loopholes." That's all! If it weren't for Sister Chu Yi, she wouldn't even be able to play the harp! How could it attract dragons and phoenixes to dance together!"

Jiazhuo thought for a while, the aura in the secular world is so thin now, it is impossible for there to be people with blood in the fire!

"Damn it!" Mo Qingyi couldn't hold back his swear words, "Miss Jia Zhuo, you have such a thick skin, why don't you go to heaven? This harp is obviously made by our family, A Jin, why do you say it was Zheng Thanks to Chu Yi! I rely on you! You are too shameless!"

"Miss Mo, don't get excited." Jiazhuo glanced at the crowd and analyzed calmly, "As far as I know, there is no second person with the blood of the fire in this world! The reason why Miss Chu can play the konghou It's all thanks to sister Chu Yi, because sister Chu Yi played the harp before her, but because sister Chu Yi played the harp for too short a time, she stopped the song before the dragon and phoenix arrived, which made Chu Yi The young lady picked up on the leak, so the one who really attracted the dragon and the phoenix to dance together should be sister Chu Yi! After all, only sister Chu Yi is the one with the bloodline!"

Hearing Jia Zhuo's words, Zheng Chuyi stopped crying in an instant, and his originally dark eyes were filled with light, "Yes! Jia Zhuo is right! I am the real person with blood on fire, The ancient harp belongs to me! I also attracted the dragon and phoenix to dance together! All of this is due to me, and has nothing to do with this ordinary person, so it is not me who wants to be a slave! It is her!"

Having said that, Zheng Chuyi stretched out her hand and pointed at Chu Jin fiercely!

The corner of the mouth curled up in a triumphant arc!

Even a little mortal wants to fight her! The person who wins in the end is still himself!

She knew that she was the only one with blood on fire in this world!

Chu Jin looked sideways slightly, just looking at Zheng Chuyi like this, with a careless smile on the corner of his mouth, and a clear voice sounded in the air, "If Miss Zheng feels unfair, you can try that konghou again, um, I You can also lower your requirements, don't ask Miss Zheng to lead the dragon and phoenix to dance together, just ask Miss Zheng to play the harp, even if you win, how about it?"

The fourth watch is here, good afternoon everyone, hello, love Nimeng,