"Xiao Xi, where did you get this song? It's different from anything I've ever heard."

Xiao Lingyuan asked curiously.

"Of course I created it myself! I, the eldest daughter of the Yun family, can advance to the semi-finals of the competition with the third level of heaven level, and create a few ancient songs of my own. Isn't that easy for me?"

Yun Xitian said shamelessly.

"Is there a connection between the two?" Nangong Yao asked, scratching his head.

"Shut up."

Nangong Yao immediately stopped talking.

"One more song.

Who sings softly~sings softly~~whose tears flow quietly~~"

"..."

"What are you doing standing still? Sing!"

"Oh...whose singing voice is soft..."

On the broad avenue, melodious songs are flowing, the cuckoos are singing from the horizon, and nearby people have opened their windows.
Chapter completed!