Mao Xiaojiu blinked and went to the backstage to change clothes with Qing Lin. As soon as she came out, she was enough to shock everyone.

When they start dancing, it's so exciting that people don't even dare to blink.

I saw Cat Xiaojiu dressed in white, cute and cute, with pink long sleeves wrapped around her hands. With every movement, the long sleeves in her hands began to dance. Sometimes they flew through the air, and sometimes they appeared like flowers.

In full bloom, Qinglin has been dancing around with almost the same movements. She is dressed in green clothes, like a perfect foil for the flowers, and as Mao Xiaojiu's movements change, she will also adjust in time.

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But no matter how you adjust it, the flaws cannot be concealed.

Mao Xiaojiu also sang a song. It was a melody that they had never heard before, but it had to be said that it was really mesmerizing and immersed in it.

Under the moonlight, Mao Xiaojiu, dressed in white, looked like the mortal fairy Chang'e, so spotless that one couldn't bear to break this beautiful scene with a single word.

If Murong Yunyan's dance before was already rare in the world, then Mao Xiaojiu's is the most beautiful dance in the sky. One is in the sky, the other is on the earth.

Murong Yunyan knew that she was going to lose this round from the moment she started. She was very unwilling to do so, but she also knew that she couldn't do it.

Ning Tianxuan was also attracted, his eyes almost never leaving Mao Xiaojiu. Unlike others who admired Wu Zi, he admired her expression more. Her expression was the most lively expression he had ever seen.

, every frown and every smile left him wanting more.

Even he himself couldn't figure out when he became so obsessed with her expression.

Seeing her smiling sweetly at him sometimes, he just felt like he wished he could join in and dance with her.

God knows how much self-control he used to prevent him from taking action.

I not only hope that she can end it as soon as possible, but also hope that it will never end.

After the dance ended, Mao Xiaojiu and Qinglin finished with an extremely elegant gesture, and then flew to Ning Tianxuan's side. They raised their chins high and looked at Murong Yunyan opposite them, asking: "How?"

"This is just the first game, let's continue the competition." Murong Yunyan bit her red lips and said unwillingly.

But the moment I turned around, my heart felt uncomfortable and I felt like I couldn't breathe.

She couldn't believe that the dance she was most proud of actually lost to Mao Xiaojiu.

She can't lose.

Never lose.

Next, they competed in other talents, such as painting, calligraphy, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

None of this is difficult for Mao Xiaojiu. After knowing that she lives several times longer than them, she naturally has a lot of time to do these things.

Seeing Murong Yunyan's face getting darker and darker, she felt extremely relaxed all over.

Now I finally feel like I am no longer the loser I used to be.

It would be perfect if even the demon world would judge a person based on these.

Then she has already become famous throughout the demon world.

It's a pity that people in the demon world are not so boring. There are many groups in the demon world, and they must be on guard against being devoured by other groups at any time. Therefore, they must maintain their fighting power at all times, so cultivation is the most important thing.

The last competition is tea art, which is sweeping tea. Although this is difficult for Mao Xiaojiu, unfortunately it is one of the few skills that the original owner can master.

As soon as a cloud of mist is released, the outcome has been determined.

Even Wei Wei, who has always been familiar with this, can't help but be amazed.

"Xiaojiu, why didn't I know you were so good before?" Wei Wei saw that Mao Xiaojiu could turn tea into landscape paintings, and felt that he could no longer use his previous boasting.

"As a person, you have to judge the situation. In the past, my spiritual power was low and I had no ability to protect myself. Even if I showed my talents, I was afraid that I would be dealt with by others. But it is different now. I am now someone who is protecting me.

, so I boldly show my truest side." Mao Xiaojiu explained.

Then he said to everyone: "There are seven items in total. I have won them all. Does it count as first place? There are still people who want to challenge me. If there are people, then I will wait. If there are no people, then I can challenge them."

Can anyone make a request?"

Although everyone was unwilling to give in, no one dared to challenge Mao Xiaojiu.

Mao Xiaojiu smiled and nodded: "It seems that everyone has already acquiesced, so I will make a request." As she said that, her eyes switched among the people, and soon fell on her defeated general Murong Yunyan.

On the body.

Murong Yunyan looked very bad, but she didn't mind making her look even worse, so she said: "Miss Murong, since I am competing with you, then I won't make demands on other people. It's you, or else,

How about you just say that you have convinced me and let this matter go?"

"..." Murong Yunyan.

"..." Everyone.

This request is really not too much.

After all, we did lose.

Just letting the always arrogant Murong Yunyan say this is tantamount to a slap in the face in public.

Killing people is cruel enough.

Even though someone stood up and wanted to mention Murong Yunyan, he didn't expect Murong Yunyan to refuse.

"Okay, let me tell you, Miss Ye Ling, I'm convinced by you." Murong Yunyan said reluctantly with a pale face.

Mao Xiaojiu curled her lips and smiled. Although she still wanted to continue to make things difficult, she thought it was okay, so she waved her hand and continued to discuss tea art with Wei Wei.

I just didn't expect Ning Tianwu to come over, and he said shamelessly: "This landscape painting happens to be my favorite. I wonder if Miss Ye can give it to me to taste?"

Mao Xiaojiu frowned. Although her tea was indeed good, in Ningguo, there seemed to be some meaning in giving tea. Women would give tea to the man they like. Ning Tianwu knew it and took the initiative to ask for it. Really

It's a bit unpredictable.

"Your Highness the Sixth Prince, I think this is not suitable for you." Wei Wei knew that Mao Xiaojiu would not agree, but he was really angry. Even for the prince, he was too overbearing. Even if Xiaojiu did not give it to Ning

Tianxuan, then there is him, he didn’t even speak, where did he get his face?

For the first time, Ning Tianxuan looked at Wei Wei with a look of relief, secretly thinking that this guy still had some effect.

Wei Wei noticed the way Ning Tianxuan looked at him and felt extremely happy. Alas, he was hugging his thigh for once.

Can we take the opportunity to make some requests, such as letting him live in his house for a while? Since he came back, he has been under guard and almost suffocated to death.

It would be great if I could go out at will and find Xiaojiu at will.
Chapter completed!