The Rebirth of the National Goddess

"Miss Mo, please don't talk nonsense!" Hearing this, Jia Zhuo's tone was also a bit unfriendly, "Sister Chu Yi is a bloodline that is unparalleled in the world! How could she not be able to play the harp!"

Jiazhuo did not lack confidence in Zheng Chuyi at all.

Yuluo turned to Zheng Chuyi and said softly, "Sister Chuyi, don't listen to Miss Mo's nonsense, you can just play the piano with peace of mind, without any psychological burden."

Hearing this, Zheng Chuyi concealed the overwhelming panic in her heart, and nodded calmly towards Jia Zhuo.

She moved her fingertips slightly, and in an instant, traces of red smoke lingered from her fingertips.

She is trying to shake the strings with spiritual power.

Seeing this, Jia Zhuo said a little excitedly, "Did you see that sister Chu Yi has summoned the auspicious aura! Soon the dragon and phoenix will be able to dance together!"

Jiazhuo only thought that the red light was the auspicious aura summoned by Zheng Chuyi. After all, before the layman drew out the dragon and phoenix, a lot of red auspicious aura spread from the body of the piano!

Thinking of this, the smug look on Jia Zhuo's face became even stronger.

This time, that layman is really doomed!

She didn't even look at her identity, but tried to compete with Zheng Chuyi!

Wait a minute, I don't know how I died.

Except for Mo Zhixuan and Chu Jin, everyone else looked at the scene in front of them with surprised expressions on their faces.

It took Chu Jin a long time to play before to elicit auspiciousness. How come Zheng Chuyi has auspiciousness as soon as he strokes the strings.

Could it be that Zheng Chuyi can really bring out the spectacle of dragon and phoenix dancing together?

Everyone has different thoughts, and only Zheng Chuyi knows that this is not auspicious at all! But it was transformed by oneself with spiritual power.

How could this happen, she almost exhausted the spiritual power in her body, but the harp still didn't make any movement!

how so! Zheng Chuyi bit her lips tightly, and there was no blood on her face.

No, it won't be like this, all of this is an illusion, it's all an illusion, obviously just now I can play the konghou!

It must be just an illusion, she is the right girl, the only one in this world who has the blood of the ashes.

Thinking of this, Zheng Chuyi's face softened a little, and the appearance of Chu Jin when he was just playing the harp appeared in front of his eyes, and he followed her example, and slowly closed his eyes, and then quickly plucked the strings .

Pick, wipe, hook, hit.

The movement of playing the piano was extremely smooth, but there was still no sound pouring out from her fingers, only the bone-piercing pain kept rushing from the fingertips, and soon those white hands turned into bloody ones, The flesh and blood are so bloody that people can't bear to look directly at them.

But the taut strings didn't even vibrate, they were still stiff, and the rather proud harp had turned into a dumb piano at this moment.

But Zheng Chuyi was still not reconciled, and kept plucking the strings with her ten fingers. The bright red blood stained the yellowish strings, but there was still silence in the air.

Almost everyone did not expect such a result.

They were almost all prepared for the spectacle that Zheng Chuyi would attract dragons and phoenixes to dance together.

Unexpectedly, in the end, Zheng Chuyi didn't even have the ability to play the harp.

Disappointment appeared on everyone's faces.

Jiazhuo also froze in place, his face, which had gradually turned rosy, had turned white into a sheet of paper at this moment, as if his soul had been pulled away.

She could hardly believe what she saw!

Obviously, Zheng Chuyi had summoned the auspicious energy just now, but why couldn't she play the harp?

Feeling the bone-eating pain from her fingertips, Zheng Chuyi opened her eyes suddenly, stood up from the stool all at once, her facial features twisted into one piece, and roared at Chu Jin, "You Demon girl! What have you done to my harp? Why is it now a dumb piano? Give me back my harp!"

Only Chu Jin was the last person to play the harp just now, she must have done something to the harp!

Otherwise, why couldn't even her, the daughter of destiny who was bathed in fire, be able to play the harp?

It must be her!

Hearing this, Jia Zhuo also came to his senses in an instant, that's right, it must be that this layman did something to Kong Hou!

Otherwise, with Zheng Chuyi's blood, such a thing would never have happened.

Maybe there is Mo Zhixuan helping here, otherwise, as a little ordinary person like her, how could she have such great ability!

"Yes! You must have done something secretly!" Jia Zhuo also pointed the finger at Chu Jin, "You must be jealous of Sister Chu Yi's blood and status, so you designed to frame her! You are too vicious! Quickly restore Konghou to its original state, otherwise, we will not let you go!"

Hearing this, Chu Jin slowly turned his head, his crimson lips curled up slightly, and a pair of bottomless black pupils looked towards Jia Zhuo and Zheng Chuyi, bringing a cold light.

Lifting her jaw slightly like a queen, "Do you think I need to be jealous of her?"

Every word is dyed with a bitter breath.

Suddenly, an invisible momentum erupted from her body.

It calmed down everyone present very well.

No one dared to question the meaning of her words.

This is the aura that can only be found in a person who has been in a superior position for a long time.

From Gan Mingxie's point of view, this person doesn't look like a teenage girl at all.

And like a battle-tested hero!

Jiazhuo was also shocked by this man's aura, she swallowed, and continued, "Ru, if it wasn't for you, then why is this ancient harp turned into a dumb piano now?"

Confidence is obviously insufficient.

She's just an ordinary person, without Brother Nine, she would be nothing!

Nothing to be afraid of!

Jiazhuo comforted himself in his heart.

"Who said it turned into a dumb piano?" Chu Jin walked to the edge of the harp unhurriedly, raised his hand, casually fiddled with the strings twice, and immediately An ethereal fairy sound poured out from her fingers.

Immortal sounds lingered, and the last glimmer of hope in Jiazhuo's eyes disappeared.

Zheng Chuyi stepped back a few steps unsteadily, and leaned directly on the pillar behind her. She looked down at her bloody hands, and then at Chu Jin's slender fingers. Not reconciled, but also anger, instantly filled the eyes.

"Miss Jiazhuo, stop struggling with your sister Chuyi." Mo Qingyi glanced at Zheng Chuyi and Jiazhuo, with endless irony in his eyes, "You don't understand such a simple truth. Do you understand? Obviously, because your sister Chu Yi's bloodline is not high enough, this ancient harp has now recognized my sister-in-law again, and if you lose, you lose. Since you can't afford it, you shouldn't play it in the first place!"

Mo Qingyi continued.

"This bet was initiated by Zheng Chuyi, and the conditions were set by herself. Oh, now that she realizes that she has lost, she starts to bite back? It seems a bit shameless to do this? After all, so many people are watching us at the scene Just now, I don’t know who kept saying that the loser should not go back on his word and act like a villain, does his face hurt now? If you don’t, I will do it for you!”

"Qingqing is right. This ancient harp is extremely spiritual and quite proud. Once it recognizes its master, no matter what kind of bloodline it is, it cannot be forcibly played. Ren also opened his mouth at this time, "Besides, to be a man, you must keep your word and be willing to admit defeat. Zhixuan, let Chu Yi sign that contract earlier."

The most excited person tonight is Mrs. Mo.

She didn't expect that her favorite daughter-in-law was also of blood, which meant that the Mo family really had hope!

She can also embrace her big fat grandson as soon as possible.

It seems that this secular world is really a good place, and it can actually cultivate a person with the blood of the fire.

It seems that Dang Lai Zhixuan made the right choice.

Mrs. Mo is the most dignified person in the Mo family, so her words also represent a certain degree of authority.

Her words undoubtedly sent Zheng Chuyi directly into the abyss of hell.

Even Jiazhuo's body was covered with cold sweat.

Neither of them expected such a result in the end.

"No! Aunt Mo, you can't treat me like this! I'm the daughter of destiny who is in the fire! You can't be so unfair..."

When it came to the end, Zheng Chuyi's voice already had a bit of crying.

Jia Zhuo's pupils were also a little dizzy. The meaning of Mrs. Mo's words just now was obvious, she had given up on Zheng Chuyi.

She didn't take into account the special fire blood on her body at all.