"Senior Brother Gambler peeked at Zhou Hong taking a bath? Wouldn't it? Didn't the right ear go to Zhou Hong to settle the gambling grudge? How did it become a peek at Senior Sister Zhou Hong taking a bath?"

Jia Chong'er looked at the two figures above the Heart Feather Valley, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed.

"No way, I still know who the right ear is, and I don't argue anything about him when he says he's a bet. If you say he's lustful, I don't believe him. In my opinion, no book can be made without coincidence. Either this matter is a coincidence? or Zhou Hong's right ear is on his head. ”

Zuo Xun was still holding a purple paintbrush in his hand and painting the Widow Su in his impression seriously, without looking at the two flying figures above the Heart Feather Valley, and said very indifferently.

"What do you say about Zhou Hong's words?" Chu Ge's eyes moved slightly, a trace of suspicion flashed in his dark red eyes, and he asked Zuo Hao softly.

"Well, I'm afraid that this week's red is wrapped around her right ear. I heard that the evil rakshasa Zhou Hong is the daughter of the evil king of the Thousand Demon Alliance. The princes and younger brothers of the Thousand Demon Alliance are generally guarded by powerful demon slaves. Let's ask, if she hadn't deliberately let her right ear just touch her drinking and bathing in front of the valley shore flowers, how could her right ear have such a god-given opportunity?"

Zuo Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were deep and ethereal, the brush rotated, and a trace of deep cunning flashed over his poetic face, shaking his head and sighing: "So, there is only one possibility, that is, Zhou Hong has taken a fancy to the junior brother of the right ear." You must know that a woman is a complex animal, and when she sees you, she will change her way to throw herself into your arms. ”

"Oh, the Thousand Demon Alliance, that Zhou Hong is guarded by demon slaves, if that's the case, why didn't the demon slaves help when his right ear wanted to kill Zhou Hong before?"

A trace of suspicion flashed in Chu Ge's dark red eyes, he knew about the Thousand Demon Alliance, he had also been there, and his mother was a member of the Demon Clan.

He also knows the demon slave, the demon slave is equivalent to the soul of the demon clan who guarded Chu Ge's side before, Chu Jiu, if Zhou Hong is really the daughter of a certain demon king, it is understandable to have a demon slave to protect him, but Zhou Hong has always been in a state of tolerance for his right ear, and he is a little puzzled.

"It seems that the little junior brother knows a lot about the Thousand Demon Alliance!" Zuo Yan smiled knowingly: "The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, and the demon slaves of the Thousand Demon Alliance have entered my corpse puppet sect, and they must also abide by the rules of our sect." It's not a matter of life and death, the demon slave dares to attack the inner door battle of my corpse puppet disciples, there is only one way to die!"

"I see, no wonder with Zhou Hong's strength at the middle level of the Soul Refining Realm, he dared to provoke Senior Brother Right Ear at the peak of the Soul Melting Realm, it turned out that he had such a reliance! It's just that Senior Brother Right knew that Zhou Hong was guarded by demon slaves, so why did he still bite her?"

When Chu Ge heard this, his eyebrows tightened, and he didn't say a word about the matter of the Thousand Demon Alliance, just smiled lightly, the corners of his indifferent mouth curved into a wise willow bow, and continued to put the topic on his right ear, and asked Zuo Yan.

Zuo Haoxing's eyes are smart, and he does not delve into Chu Ge's personal background, and continues to paint with a purple pen in his hand, the phantom shadows of willow flowers loom from the tip of the pen, and the flower shadows overlap, with the brush swaying at will, a proud green mountain and a silent flowing water suddenly appear on the drawing board, at the intersection of green mountains and green water, Zuo Yang raised his pen and drew a strange purple sky road like a dragon, endless origin.

Then, Zuo Hao smiled indifferently at Chu Ge, and the crystal clear tip of the pen flashed a strange light of mountains and seas: "Life is picturesque, this is the life path chosen by the right ear, and there is a way he believes in on this road." It is said that he is addicted to gambling as much as his life, but this is the way he chose, and no matter what others think, he will always persevere! Either preach, preach, or martyr?"

"Preaching, protecting the Dao, martyrdom?" Chu Ge heard Zuo Hao's answer intentionally or unintentionally, and muttered in his heart, as if he was pondering.

Zuo Hao's eyes were as proud as a dragon, and he glanced at Chu Ge who was contemplating, and the golden brush once again painted the green mountains and flowing waters, plants, trees, flowers and warblers between heaven and earth, and suddenly, he paused again, and said to himself: "The road is difficult, we are all walkers in the world, just like this, or dazed, or realized, I don't know how far away my heart is, I don't know the end of my way from afar, I only care about my own road, I only care about the road far, I only care about the road far!"

Chu Ge heard Zuo Hao's words, and looked at Zuo Hao very seriously, in the depths of Chu Ge's heart, for the first time and the only time, he felt that Zuo Hao, a man who was chattering endlessly, was by no means talking crazy. On the contrary, every word of Zuo Yang seems to hide a unique flavor of Ghost Horse Avenue, and in Zuo Hao's heart, there is a magnificent world that is different from ordinary people.

"It's difficult to walk, we are all doers in the world?So Senior Brother Zuo, where is your path and road?Is it just painting?" Chu Ge's heart moved, and he paid attention to Zuo Hao, and a touch of solemnity and suspicion flashed in his thoughtful eyes.

Hearing Chu Ge's question, Zuo Yan's expression changed uncertainly, the brush that was originally swaying at random trembled violently, a subtle tremor flashed on his poetic face, extremely vague, and slightly dusted off the ink dust on his sleeve, Zuo Yan's brush no longer rotated, but stopped on the light drawing board, like a big tree with roots, standing still.

In the middle of the night, Zuo Yang recovered his clarity from the state of standing, the brush was tapped again, and countless golden flowers and shadows floated out from it, looking at the phantom of the golden flowers flying in the wind, Zuo Yang laughed out of shape: "Don't paint the sea near the mountains, don't move the dust when you depict the water." My way and my way, there is a way in my heart, and the world sinks. There is a road in the distance, and the earth ascends to heaven. There are mountains in the painting, there is the sea in the painting, the road in my heart and the road of travel are the mountains and seas that are painted all over the world!"

Between talking and laughing, countless mountains and seas are illusory, and the stars and rivers are just like golden jasper belts circling and entwining around Zuo Lang like dragons flying into the sky, and bursts of strange mountains, rivers, lakes and seas flicker in his smart star eyes, containing the mystery of the natural avenue, making him look more like some hidden masters...

Chu Ge saw the sudden appearance of these mountains, rivers and seas, with a buzz, a roar in his head, and the flesh and blood in his body rolled like the star wheel of the years, and for the first time he heard Zuo Yang say the way and road he wanted to walk in his heart, Chu Ge was deeply shocked by the avenue of the gods hidden in Zuo Yan's heart. This usually strange word is far from being as simple as Chu Ge seems on the surface.

"What is the path and path of my heart? What is my path and path? Where should I follow and walk the path that I want to follow? Can I become stronger and become a god immortal?"

Chu Ge muttered in his heart, his dark red eyes flashed with Dao aura, and with divine help, he began to think about the path and path he wanted to take in this life for the first time.

Jia Chong'er next to him looked at the two of them blankly, Jia Chong'er felt that the conversation between the two was too profound, touched the big ears that were bigger than his shoulders, and asked a little inappropriately: "That Zhou Hong is guarded by a demon slave, and the poisonous body of Senior Brother Ear in the right ear will not happen to him, right?"

Jia Chong'er's strength is low, and even if he follows the past with his strength, it will not play a role. It's just that after he said it, Chu Ge also nodded in agreement. Then, the two of them looked at Zuo Yin at the same time, as if they were asking for advice.

The mystery of the avenue of the stars, mountains and seas is deeply hidden, Zuo Yan's brush is lightly raised, seeing the two of them like this, he laughed: "I know the strength of the right ear, although he has been hit by the huge poison of breaking the intestines for three days, but if he wants to escape, even I may not be able to stop it." Besides, I know women best, and from Zhou Hong's evil eyes that look through the autumn water, I can see that she must have taken a fancy to her right ear. ”

"Should... Wouldn't it! Senior Sister Zhou, who is as beautiful as a flower and hot and pretty, has fallen in love with Senior Brother Zhou's right ear, who is as sick as a dry bone?" Jia Chong'er's body trembled, his eyes were suspicious, his speech was a little knotted, his right ear looked average, and he was as sick as a dead ghost, if Zhou Hong fell in love with his right ear, he couldn't believe it.

"Haha! There is a way in the painting, and the pen goes to Qingfeng! This woman's mind, you don't have to guess at will, you can't see it from the surface alone, you have to listen to it with your heart. This woman is picturesque, as long as you paint with your heart, she will grow into the original appearance of your heart with your sincere brushwork. ”

Zuo Hao laughed, condensed the pen and the drawing board, his eyes were slightly closed, his heart moved with the pen, and after a while, he drew a woman in red with a graceful posture, the woman in the painting had red lips and white teeth, skin like clotted fat, and a face like hibiscus, which was the Zhou Hong they were discussing.

Chu Ge and Jia Chonger looked at Zhou Hong, who was in a graceful posture in the painting, and looked puzzled.

"Don't believe it, Zhou Hong not only can't catch up with the right ear, but will also be the first to return to the Heart Feather Valley, as for what to do when you come back, you will know later. Zuo Hao smiled knowingly and continued to rest the woman in red in the painting.

"Senior Brother Zuo, how did you know?" Jia Chonger was still puzzled and couldn't help asking.

"My pen tells me! As long as I treat it with my heart and draw everything with my heart, the brush can tell me all the answers to everything in this world!

Holding a paintbrush in his hand, Zuo Hao continued to depict Zhou Hong's evil figure, and with the gradual trimming of the brush, the stories of the characters in the painting have begun to be perfected. In the painting, Zhou Hong is holding his Rakshasa willow coffin, standing outside the Heart Feather Valley, holding a delicate jade bottle in his hand, making a beautiful gesture of throwing objects, as if he wants to throw the jade bottle into the Heart Feather Valley...

Golden and bright, like a dragon, Zuo Hao carefully put his brush into his arms, picked up the painting he had just completed, spread it out violently, and said pleasing to the eye: "If the pen has a spirit, it will speak, and my brush is trying to match a beautiful marriage." Lang Jun is addicted to gambling, and Yiren is evil, will there be a spark of love?"

"Well, you have to think of a way to promote this beautiful marriage, by the way, please ask the master to propose to Peach Corpse Peak, this matter will be done. ”

Slightly bowed, patted his head, Zuo Yan put his painting into the Qiankun bag, seemed to think of some brilliant plan, and said to himself: "Yes, yes, yes, the master must be able to go out of the horse, but I don't know if their eight characters are worthy, I think the right ear was born in autumn, and it is so easy to gamble, there is no doubt that it is gold." That week, Hong had a hot personality and liked to wear red clothes, so he should be on fire. ”

"It is said that one thing descends one thing, and the fire in the five elements is just enough to gram gold, if the right ear marries Zhou Hong as his wife, perhaps, Zhou Hong can cure the problem of gambling in the right ear. Love is a sharp sword that can cut through all the mundane things! Yes, yes, I'm so smart..."

Smiling slyly in his heart, like a decision-maker who calms the mountains and rivers, Zuo Xun is thinking about the things that have not been left in his heart, and he is unusually excited, nodding his light round head to himself, constantly appreciating the strange thoughts in his heart.

Chu Ge on the side gave Zuo Hao a big roll of his eyes, shook his head, and was speechless at him. The image of a master that Zuo Hao had just created in front of Chu Ge was gone at this moment. Instead, there was the strange chatter image that was a little nervous.

Just when Chu Ge was speechless to Zuo Hao, there was a graceful female figure directly above the Heart Feather Valley, holding a magic coffin, flying in the air.

Chu Ge looked at it intently, and was shocked in his heart, that woman was Zhou Hong. At this time, she was wearing her own Rakshasa willow coffin, dressed in red, holding a bottle of exquisite jade bottle, which was exactly the same as the image in Zuo Hao's painting.

"Senior Brother Chu, do I have something to ask for?" The red clothes were fluttering, the jade hands were dewy, Zhou Hong stood above the Heart Feather Valley, her red lips slightly opened, and she whispered to Chu Ge.

"What's the matter?" Chu Ge flew out of the valley with the corpse of the Yuan Shen Kun, and said indifferently.

"This is the antidote to the three-day broken intestine water, you give it to that hateful right ear for me! If he can't get the antidote before tonight, I'm afraid he will break his meridians and die!" The jade bottle was full of color and fragrance, and Zhou Hongyu raised his hand and threw a delicate jade bottle in his hand to Chu Ge.

"In this way, I will thank Senior Sister Zhou for my right ear!" Before Chu Ge could react, Zuo Hao, who was below Xinyu Valley, came in the air with his Yin Yang Willow Wood Coffin, took Zhou Hong's jade bottle, and then, with a turn of his body, he went to the direction of Willow Corpse Peak.