"This girl, she grinds and chirps in everything, looking forward and backward, why don't she want to talk to her sister at all, I'm angry!"

Kicking the girl into the door, Qin Yang said angrily.

Zhong Lingxuan looked at him with a strange expression: "Such a cute girl, you treat it so rudely? I really don't understand how you usually pick up girls." ”

"Mainly, I'm short on time right now, and I'm not wasting time. Qin Yang said angrily.

"Meng Yutong who is in a hurry to see you again?"

Zhong Lingxuan's tone was quite tasteful, and she complained, "If you can't get out, you and I will be trapped here forever, I'm afraid you will be very unhappy even if you have me as your companion." ”

Smelling the strong vinegar smell on the girl's body, Qin Yang smiled bitterly: "Yutong has become a Shura banshee, can I not be in a hurry?"

"What!"

"What!"

Hearing Qin Yang's words, Zhong Lingxuan and Shui Wuxian were both shocked, and they spoke in unison.

Especially without a trace, the face full of stubble suddenly became distorted, and there was a strong aura of hatred coming from his body, glaring at Qin Yang and saying, "What did you just say!?"

Seeing the other party's appearance, Qin Yang remembered that the Shura Banshee had almost slaughtered the disciples of the Divine Brush Sect.

And Shui Wuxian has become the only heir of the Divine Pen Gate, and naturally hates the Shura Banshee!

"It's none of your business, go aside. ”

Qin Yang dragged Zhong Lingxuan to the corner, leaned into her ear and whispered a few words, and roughly said what had happened recently, but did not say anything about Shura's tears.

Although it was only a few simple words, Zhong Lingxuan's heart still set off a monstrous wave.

"How so, and what now?"

Zhong Lingxuan grabbed Qin Yang's arm, her sharp nails were almost embedded in the other party's flesh, and said with a crying voice, "Qin Yang, if you don't go out, she will kill you." ”

Qin Yang knew that the girl was not selfish, but he was very worried about him, and sighed:

"If I don't stop it, then the Shura Banshee will definitely kill everyone else, including my children and parents. She's not your average ruthless, and you can't expect her to be soft-hearted. ”

"But...... But ......"

"Xuan'er, I know you're worried about me, but I hope you can understand that since you've become my woman, I will never let you be hurt in the slightest. If I abandon them, you won't be at ease, will you?"

Qin Yang held the girl's little face and said softly.

Zhong Lingxuan silently lowered her head and was silent, but grabbed Qin Yang's arm tighter.

"I've already heard your words......" At this time, Shui Wuxian suddenly stared at Qin Yang coldly, and his tone was cold, "The Shura Banshee has already appeared, which means that the Three Realms will be in chaos. Qin Yang, now is not the time to take care of the personal affairs of his children, he should be killed, and he must not be soft!"

"How I do it, it's none of your business!"

Hearing that the other party said that he was going to kill the Shura Banshee, Qin Yang said impatiently, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

After all, now that the Shura Banshee has occupied Yutong's body, if she is killed, Yutong will definitely die.

Qin Yang glanced at the closed door and said lightly: "Xiangxiang has been out for so long, presumably she can walk out of this room, you just need to remember your promise." ”

Shui Wuxian stared at him, the anger on his body gradually disappeared, and he sighed astringently:

"Master once said that if you want to paint the most beautiful picture in the world, you need to have a painting in your heart. But if you want to have a painting in your heart, you need to accommodate all rivers, abandon the six desires, and sacrifice yourself with the avenue, so that you can lift the pen in your heart and paint the world.

It's a pity that he taught me for half my life, and after all, I was ruined by the word 'hate'. Before he died, he told me that he couldn't resent, and that he would succeed in his painting industry. But I can't let go of the hatred in my heart, so I can't paint the most beautiful in the world. ”

Shui Wuxian picked up a portrait of Liu Ruqing on the ground, and stroked it with his fingertips, looking extremely lonely.

"Whew-"

He suddenly tore off the painting in his hand, and at the same time the room was all reduced to pieces, and when it fell to the ground, it burned again, and became a pile of ashes.

"Although my "hatred" cannot be erased, I am fortunate to pass on this 'magic pen', which can be regarded as a wish. ”

A smile appeared on Shui Wuji's face.

Crunch!

The door was gently pushed open, Lan Yuexiang walked in timidly, looking at Qin Yang, her little face was a little scared: "Qin ...... Brother Qin Yang, ...... outside. There's nothing out there. ”

"Little girl, do you want to learn to draw?" Shui Wuxian looked at her softly and spoke softly.

"Huh?"

Lan Yuexiang was stunned, not quite understanding what the situation was at the moment.

Shui Wuxian smiled heroically, picked up the wolf hair beside him, and waved it in the air, only to see the ashes on the ground slowly float up, towards him, becoming a black territory.

"I have no way in my heart, and I am like a god!"

"The mountains and rivers are all in my hands, the sun and the moon are as empty as ink, the birds and beasts are unique, the joys, sorrows and joys are all in the pen, the avenue of the world, only a trace of ink!"

Shui Wuxian said as he waved the wolf hair in his hand.

At the same time, illusory scenes appeared in front of him, like the chill of the snow-capped mountains, like the sound of waterfalls, like the cry of birds......

The portraits are as if they were real, and they are breathtaking.

"Awesome!"

Qin Yang opened his mouth and spit out two words in a half-loud sound.

And Lan Yuexiang, who loves painting on weekdays, has two clear eyes full of longing and yearning, shortness of breath, and her little delicate body trembles violently.

In the middle of the sound, Shui Wuxian waved his arm, and the wolf floated in front of Lan Yuexiang.

"If you hold this pen, from today onwards, you will be the twenty-third generation of the Divine Pen Sect, and this pen will accompany you for the rest of your life until you find the next owner for it!"

Shui Wuxian looked at Lan Yuexiang with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"I ...... Can I?"

Lan Yuexiang pointed at herself, her face full of disbelief, thinking that she was living in a dream.

Seeing that the other party was silent, she swallowed a mouthful of foam, slowly raised her white and tender little hand, and probed towards the magic pen a little bit, and a little bead of sweat appeared on the tip of her small nose.

"But—"

Suddenly, Shui Wuxian spoke again, and a murderous aura lingered all over his body, "If you hold this pen, you have a mission, that is, to kill the Shura Banshee!

Lan Yuexiang was stunned, her fingertips were only millimeters away from the magic pen, and she stopped.

"No way!"

Qin Yang hurriedly spoke, glaring at Shui Wuxian unhappily, "It's up to me to decide whether the Shura Banshee kills or not, which onion are you." If you have the ability, you can kill it yourself, don't bewitch my future wife!"

Future wife?

Looking at Lan Yuexiang's petite body and immature cheeks, Zhong Lingxuan pursed her lips and muttered, "Sure enough, it's a beast." ”

And Lan Yuexiang blushed and burned hot.

In the end, she slowly lowered her arm, looked at the magic pen in front of her with great reluctance, and whispered, "I don't want to kill anyone." ”

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