After a moment, the world of the place returned to Qingming. The originally suppressed breath disappeared.

"What is this? It's so amazing! I thought it was a dressing mirror!" Qingcheng saw Mo Chen withdrawing the mirror and rushed forward to look, but he couldn't see a special place even after flipping left and right.

The dressing mirror? This girl can tell it. Who doesn’t know that this is a magical artifact? Mo Chen looked at her speechlessly and explained patiently: “This is a Kunlun mirror, an ancient magical artifact.”

"It's an ancient artifact! I thought that any artifact would shock the world and the earth, and it would be lightning and thunder when taken out, and it would be storm and storm! I didn't expect it to be like this!" Qingcheng continued to look into the mirror and spoke in a little disappointed manner. This was far from what she thought. Mo Chen was so scattered by her words that he wanted to open her mind to see what was inside.

"Let's go, come back." In the end, he did nothing and calmly put away the mirror.

After they flew up, the cold air in Jingdu also dissipated. People looked up at the sky and the earth in confusion, and then looked at the people around them, not knowing what was going on.

There was something unusual about the Ye Prince's Mansion. Before they could see clearly, a cold air came overwhelmingly, and they knew nothing. Of course, they didn't know that it was Mo Chen who fixed them.

Later they learned that Prince Ye disappeared out of thin air, just night before his wedding. People guessed many versions, but in the end no one knew where he went.

Qingcheng looked back at the still prosperous world, his eyes full of complexity. I don’t know what Bai Xin and Jing Ye will eventually go, and whether they can go on. Finally, she shook her head, she worked hard, and she will see themselves in the future.

"Wait for me." She accelerated and followed Mo Chen who was flying gracefully in front of her, hugged his arm, and smiled happily. Seeing the pain Bai Xin and the others experienced, she realized that she was very lucky, at least she could be by his side.

After returning to Jiuwu Lingxu, Qingcheng rushed into the room and plunged into the quilt and slept in the dark, but finally woke up hungry.

It was the morning of the next day after she got up, and she was so hungry that she was so hungry. She covered her stomach and pushed the door out, and a beautiful painting suddenly hit her eyes. At this moment, Mo Chen was sitting under the wisteria tree in the yard, wiping a piano, white clothes were as white as snow, and white hair was hanging randomly behind her head. The sun was covered all over the floor, and the purple flowers were flying over his white hair in the morning breeze, as beautiful as poetry and picturesque. The beautiful city was stunned and even forgot to be hungry.

"Come here." He looked up and saw Qingcheng, waved his hand and called her over. Qingcheng then came to his senses, coughed awkwardly to cover up his disobedience, and then walked over and sat down next to him.

Mo Chen turned his head to look at her, shook his head helplessly, and reached out to sort out the messy hair on her head, "How old is he, he's so irritable."

She spit out her pink tongue, and casually used her fingers to slim hair, and asked curiously: "Are you getting up early in the morning to play the piano to cultivate your sentiment?"

Mo Chen didn't say anything, his slender fingers slashed across the strings, and a melodious song flowed out. Qingcheng felt that he was quiet, as if a clear spring flowed through his heart. The surrounding scenery became more and more peaceful.

"For you." After the song, she was still intoxicated, and Mo Chen pushed the zither to her and said.

"Ah? Give me a gift? What day is it today?" Qingcheng couldn't turn his mind. He played the piano again early this morning, and what was the one who gave gifts? Then she looked at the piano. It was made of warm jade and golden silk. It looked like a guzheng, with a light pink color and a soft white light. She knew it was a good piano at a glance.

"This is the . The sound of the piano can make people feel peaceful and peaceful, and can even purify the mind that has been contaminated by the breath of the demon world. It is also one of the ancient magical tools, and has mysterious power that can control the minds of all things." Mo Chen knew that she didn't see what this was and explained it to her.

After listening to his explanation, Qingcheng's mind was even more redirected and almost crashed. It was an ancient artifact again! He actually wanted to give it to her, right? He was so kind to her, was he interested in her?

"You are too weak and don't want to rush to save you all day and throw something to protect you." Before she finished being excited, Mo Chen's cold voice came again, causing her to almost fall to the ground. Is it too harmful? Is it too sarcastic?

"You, you..." She was so angry that she was trembling, wanting to directly pat the Qin on his face, but that would probably die miserably!

"No?" He said that, and he really reached out to take it back. Qingcheng pounced on the piano with a spineless attitude.

"Who said I don't want it!" The most useless thing is, it's better to be more real.

Seeing her appearance, Mo Chen curled his lips and smiled slightly, "I will teach you some skills during this period of time to use the . In addition to purifying people's hearts, it can also be used as a weapon to attack people, but your cultivation level must be improved to control it."

"Weapon?" Qingcheng looked left and right, but didn't see where there were hidden swords or hidden weapons.

Mo Chen reached out his hand directly, and his fingers plucked the strings a few randomly. Several white notes flew out and shot into a huge rock, which instantly turned into dust.

Qingcheng's mouth twitched, would it be too powerful? She felt that the stone hurt so much! Such extreme softness and extreme violence could be combined together. The person who made the piano was really amazing. But thinking about the fact that he only needed to pluck the piano in the future, he felt very exciting in an instant.

"Master, the Lord, the Lord asks you to come over and say it's a seal." Immortal Xu Lin came over and spoke respectfully.

"Well, I understand." Mo Chen waved his hand lightly to signal that he knew.

"Your injuries..." Xu Lin's eyes were filled with worry. He wanted to say something. Mo Chen glanced at him, but he didn't say it after all.

"Are you injured?" Qingcheng then realized that he always felt something was wrong. It turned out that Mo Chen's face was pale than before. So he pulled him and asked.

"It's okay, a little injury. You can read the piano score yourself and practice it. There are pastries in the kitchen. If you are hungry, eat it first. I'll go back." He took out a piano score and put it on the table. Without waiting for Qingcheng to ask anything, he got up and walked out.

Xu Lin moved his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything, muttering to himself: Such a serious injury, he still ran to the world for his ability. Alas, I really don't understand the Lord anymore, I care about it but don't say it directly.

Although Qingcheng was a little confused, he saw that he was not very strange and had a long struggle. He found that he was very hungry, so he quickly put away Fuxiqin and ran into the kitchen to eat.
Chapter completed!