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Feng Jiuyang politely smiled like the warm spring sun: "Uncle Yu, are you in good health?"

Uncle Yu laughed heartily. "It was all good to drag Young Master Ya down. Fortunately, Young Master Ya helped me out today, so I didn't cause too much trouble."

Feng Jiuyang said, "Since Jiuyang is living in this Immortal Yang City, he should be giving his all. How could he just stand there and watch without doing anything?"

While they were talking, several people entered.

The City Lord's Mansion occupied almost half of the Immortal Yang City. Inside the mansion, there were sculptures of galleries and paintings. Every blade of grass and tree was meticulously carved, and it was just right. It was elegant and grand.

Mu Xiaoling was quite appreciative as he followed Feng Jiuyang forward.

Tang Ling was so nervous that she almost couldn't see her own foot. This place was much nicer than the Lin Family she was in before. She pulled Qi Tai and whispered, "I …" This is the first time I've seen such a beautiful place. "

Qi Tai replied softly, "Be careful, we cannot lose face for Lady Mu."

"Right right, you can't be petty." Tang Ling raised her head and stuck out her chest as she pulled Qi Tai to follow behind Mu Xiaoling.

The two of them thought that their voices weren't loud, but none of the people present had weak abilities, so they could clearly hear what they were saying. However, no one mocked them.

Feng Jiuyang smiled: "These two friends of yours are really cute."

"It's really not bad." Mu Xiaoling slightly nodded her head as her lips curled up into a gentle smile.

Uncle Yu was quite surprised as he glanced at Mu Xiaoling. With a trace of praise in his eyes, he said, "Lady Mu, you don't have to worry. The Mayor just wants to meet you because of your righteousness."

Mu Xiaoling couldn't tell that Uncle Yu was trying to warn her. Even though he didn't know where Uncle Yu's green eyes had landed on him, he still replied, "Many thanks."

"You're too polite." Uncle Yu stroked his beard and coincidentally walked into the main hall as well. "Ladies and gentlemen, Commander Hu, there's no need for you to go in. The Mayor has informed you to go handle some matters for me."

Mu Xiaoling glanced at the leader. So this man's surname was Hu.

"Alright, let's go." Commander Hu immediately nodded.

Feng Jiuyang brought Mu Xiaoling and Tang Ling into the main hall.

However, to everyone's surprise, the mayor turned out to be a kind-looking old man. He looked like an old grandpa next door, and his smile was very amiable and amiable as he wore not too expensive clothing, instead, it was gray like ordinary people. When he saw them, he waved his hand and said, "Come, come, children, sit down.

"Uncle Fu." The surname of this city lord was Fu. His name was Guan Shan. Feng Jiuyang seemed to be accustomed to this city lord's behavior, so he warmly smiled and greeted him. He placed the zither on a chair, and then sat down on another chair. His slender fingers picked up a piece of pastry and took a small bite, "It's very sweet and very tasty."

Fu Guansan said with a smile, "The Nine Suns have been around for a long time. What have you been busy with recently?"

"Nothing much, just reading and playing." As Feng Jiuyang spoke, he began to introduce each and every person he knew to Fu Guansan. However, just as he was about to open his mouth, he realized that he didn't even have a few names. This was extremely rude.

Mu Xiaoling stood up and cupped her hands. "My surname is Mu and my name is Xiao Ling. These two are my friends, Tang Ling and Qi Tai."

Fu Guansan smiled as he narrowed his eyes. He raised his hand and greeted, "Good child, good child. Eat some snacks."

Feng Jiuyang said, "Uncle Fu really likes you two."

Mu Xiaoling took a sip of the dessert. It was indeed very sweet.

After watching them eat dessert for a while, Fu Guansan asked, "Is there any place to stay? There are many guest rooms in the mansion. Why don't we rest in the mansion?"

Feng Jiuyang stroked his zither strings, "My courtyard has been deserted recently. It was not easy for Lady Mu to agree to stay at my place. Uncle Fu, please don't fight with me for it."

"Good, good, good. They are all good kids." Uncle Fu could only repeat this sentence with a smile.

Mu Xiaoling could tell that the mayor was too old, which was why he was so confused and could speak in reverse.

He thought that the mayor would ask some questions, but in the end, he just pulled them along and chatted with everyone else. In the evening, Feng Jiuyang brought the three people of Mu Xiaoling's group back to their own courtyard.

The residence of Feng Jiuyang was not too far away from the Mayor's mansion, and it was surrounded by rich families. It was very quiet.

Feng Jiuyang had already arranged the guest rooms for them. Tang Ling and Qi Tai were weak and had long been exhausted.

Mu Xiaoling sighed. "You should head back to rest first."

Tang Ling patted her cheeks in an attempt to clear her mind, "No, we have to accompany Little Ling."

Qi Tai advised, "Ling'Er, we're just causing trouble for Lady Mu by acting like this."

"Then... "Alright then." Tang Ling hesitated, but still agreed with Qi Tai's words. "Then we'll be leaving first. If anything happens, Xiao Ling must come and wake me up."

Mu Xiaoling nodded her head. "Alright, hurry up and go."

Qi Tai pulled Tang Ling away reluctantly.

At this moment, only Mu Xiaoling and Feng Jiuyang were left. They walked forward until they arrived at a small lake. In the center of the lake, there was a small island. On the island, there was a pavilion with a thin purple canopy.

Mu Xiaoling couldn't bear to leave for a moment.

Feng Jiuyang slightly smiled: "If you're not tired, why not come to the Pond Heart Pavilion and listen to a song I play?"

Mu Xiaoling's heart moved and she mysteriously nodded her head. "Then I'll have to trouble you."

Feng Jiuyang flew up with his zither in his arms, his slender fingertips idly fiddling with the zither strings. With just a few sounds, he created a zither song that was both cool and indifferent.

Mu Xiaoling flew up and appeared in the pavilion like a ghost in the blink of an eye.

He hadn't noticed it from afar, but upon entering, he realized that the interior of the pavilion was extremely elegantly decorated. On a low table in the middle was an exquisite incense burner, from which a long and thin smoke was slowly wafting.

In the distance, close to the lake, Feng Jiuyang sat before a zither table. His zither was placed on top of it, and he had already positioned himself. A string of zither notes flowed out from his fingertips, just like the water in the lake.

The melodious sound of the zither resonated throughout the night. Mu Xiaoling lazily laid on the ground with her eyes closed. It was rare for her heart to be tranquil and tranquil, as if her entire body had merged with the scenery of the mountains and rivers. Unknowingly, she had fallen asleep.

After Feng Jiuyang finished his song, he silently turned his head to look at Mu Xiaoling with a complex expression in his eyes.

He was naturally more sensitive towards devilish energy. The moment he saw Mu Xiaoling, he clearly felt a trace of an extremely faint devilish energy coming from his body. This devilish energy was very strange, and it didn't belong to Mu Xiaoling.

He had never seen such a strange sight.