For the upcoming painting immortal competition in the Spring Equinox City, Lu Shuangyang can be said to be not interested at all.

Maybe the mystery prize of the final winner is very tempting, but Lu Shuangyang can be said to know nothing about drawing, even if he really wants that mysterious prize, Lu Shuangyang does not have the strength to participate in this competition.

Now that he already knows the reason why there are so many people in the Painted Rain Empire, Lu Shuangyang will no longer inquire with the boss, and a question will cost one hundred taels of silver tickets, if he continues to chat, Lu Shuangyang feels that he may talk about his belongings all over his body.

Lu Shuangyang also stopped talking nonsense with the boss, turned around and walked out of the inn, now Qin Yunfei should be resting in the room, so Lu Shuangyang is not good to go back and disturb her, so Lu Shuangyang plans to go around the city first. If you're lucky, you might be able to meet Chen Feifei.

Speaking of which, Lu Shuangyang remembered that he had heard Zhou Qiuwen say in the woods near Guyu City that the recognized first painter of the Rain Painting Empire was in the Spring Equinox City, and the title of the first painter was Painting Immortal...... In other words, the champion of the last painting fairy competition is in this spring equinox city.

But that was almost a month ago, a month, and I don't know how much could happen. Perhaps, the painting immortal of the previous session has left. Of course, if he hadn't left yet, Lu Shuangyang would have wanted to see what kind of person this painting immortal was.

"Wow, is this it?"

"That's it, yes!"

"Get out of the way, let me go!"

"Why do you want us to get out of the way!"

"That's right, everyone is here to see the painting fairy, why do you want me to get out of the way!"

When passing by an inn, Lu Shuangyang noticed that the door of this inn was crowded with many people, Lu Shuangyang felt that there was something interesting, so he leaned over to take a look, and now hearing the discussion of these people, Lu Shuangyang was also slightly taken aback, and the feeling of this painting fairy is in this inn!

If you look closely, this inn has a more poetic feel than other inns. If the painting fairy lives here, this style is quite in line.

Since it is so coincidental to find the residence of the painting fairy, it is natural that you should go to join in the fun, and it would be too boring not to see the style of the painting fairy.

As a result, Lu Shuangyang also squeezed into this crowded crowd.

The physical fitness of Lu Shuangyang Xuanta cultivators was originally much stronger than that of ordinary people, and Lu Shuangyang's physical fitness was also a little higher than that of ordinary cultivators, so this crowded crowd couldn't stop Lu Shuangyang's progress at all, and Lu Shuangyang easily came to the door of the inn.

"Oh roar, this row of painting immortals is really big. Seeing the situation at the door of the inn, Lu Shuangyang couldn't help but complain, because there was a row of people in the same black clothes standing at the door of the inn, holding short sticks in front of him, not letting anyone approach the door of the inn.

Although it is understandable that you are famous as a painting immortal and have a lot of fans, there is no need to hire so many bodyguards, even if it is the prince of the empire, he will not bring so many bodyguards when he goes out.

"When will the painting fairy come out!"

"Yes, we've been waiting for almost three hours since morning, and we haven't even seen the corner of the painting fairy's clothes. ”

In the face of these enthusiastic fans, those bodyguards didn't care at all, and one of the bodyguards said coldly: "We."

's public office is to protect the safety of the painting immortal, as for the work and rest of the painting immortal, we don't know, and we have no right to know. ”

After hearing this, Lu Shuangyang's impression of this painting fairy in his heart instantly dropped a few points, and he actually let such a group of people wait at the door for several hours, so he might as well show his face!

"Look! It's the Drawing Immortal!" A sharp-eyed fan noticed that the staircase leading to the second floor had a foot exposed.

"Draw Immortal-sama!"

"Draw Immortal-sama!"

The person on the stairs walked down, and the enthusiasm of the fans watching here instantly reached a peak, and these fans didn't know what to think, obviously they had been waiting here for several hours, and they just said that they were complaining again and again, but now when the painting fairy was about to appear, there was no complaint.

"Hello everyone. The painting fairy stepped down and waved at the fans outside the door at some distance from the door.

After this painting fairy walked down, Lu Shuangyang was also slightly surprised, because this painting fairy was too young! There was even a hint of childishness on his face. He is about 1.6 meters tall and is dressed in white, but there are some black stains on the white clothes, which should be traces left by ink. Judging from his appearance, this painting fairy should only be about fifteen years old.

The Painting Immortal Contest is held once every four years, and this teenager is the champion of the last Painting Immortal Competition, which means that this child participated in the Painting Immortal Contest when he was about eleven years old, and he also won the Immortal Painting Competition?

Lu Shuangyang felt very unbelievable in his heart, the painting drawn by an eleven-year-old child could stand out and win the championship in a painting competition for all ages, should this child be said to be a demon or something.

The little painting fairy came down to say hello to the crowd and went up the stairs.

Lu Shuangyang was a little speechless, just say hello like this, shouldn't he make a handshake or something like that?

"Great! I've finally met the Painter Fairy!"

"Yes! I'm satisfied!"

"Master Painting Immortal really looks like a master, no wonder he can become a Painting Immortal. ”

......

With the departure of the painting fairy, the fans gathered here also dispersed.

Listening to their satisfied voices, Lu Shuangyang was also a little speechless, and he was satisfied at a glance? It's been less than a few seconds since you met! Also, this is called a master's face? Such a child will have a master's face?

Moreover, Lu Shuangyang is good at tea and pleasant words, Lu Shuangyang saw a trace of fatigue from the face of the little painting fairy just now, although this little painting fairy tried his best to show a smile, but the moment of exhaustion when he put away his smile was still caught by Lu Shuangyang.

Although it is not about Lu Shuangyang's business at this time, Lu Shuangyang wants to take care of this idle matter a little, and he is very curious about why such a young and promising little painting fairy has such a tired state.

Lu Shuangyang sat down at a small wine stall nearby, ordered a small pot of wine and drank it slowly, of course, while drinking, Lu Shuangyang was observing the situation of the inn where the little painting fairy lived.

Although with the appearance and departure of the little painting fairy, most of the fans have left. But there are still some fans who don't know what kind of mentality they don't know and don't know what they are looking forward to.

But soon, Lu Shuangyang's doubts were solved, one

A black-clad bodyguard took out a large basket from the inn and brought it to the door of the inn, and the fans immediately surrounded the basket and rummaged through things inside.

After a while, a man lifted up a piece of paper from the basket, because it was a little far away, Shuangyang couldn't see what was on the paper, only heard the man shout: "I finally got the real handiwork of the painting immortal!"

Then he left excitedly, and the others immediately chased him away.

Lu Shuangyang was a little speechless, he probably understood, the basket should contain some unwanted things in the life of the painting fairy, and that piece of painting paper should be used by the painting fairy to practice painting, and the top should be painted by the painting fairy casually, but even if it is painted casually, it is also from the hand of the painting fairy, and the painting from the hand of the painting fairy must be very valuable.

Lu Shuangyang didn't know where to start complaining about these fans.

As the sky gradually darkened, the fans surrounding the inn also dispersed, and the number of those bodyguards also decreased.

"Hehe, good chance. ”

Lu Shuangyang immediately settled the account and came to the back alley of the inn.

The back alley of the inn is generally used to put some unused dilapidated items in the inn, because it is a bit dirty, so ordinary people will not come here.

Lu Shuangyang looked around, and after making sure that no one found him, Lu Shuangyang jumped up, and then immediately waved his hand, condensing a protruding ice cube on the smooth wall, and Lu Shuangyang used the ice cube as a foothold to stand on the outside of the wall.

Lu Shuangyang walked a few steps along the wall, and finally found a window that was not closed, so he climbed through the window.

"Click!"

After entering, Lu Shuangyang didn't know what he stepped on, and made a little sound.

"Careless!" Lu Shuangyang complained in his heart, but fortunately, there was no one in the room, and no one found out.

Lu Shuangyang looked at his feet and found that what he was stepping on was paper, Lu Shuangyang picked it up and found that it was actually painted, and it was very good.

Not only on his own feet, but also in all parts of the room, all over the floor, on the table, on the chairs, and even on the bed where he sleeps.

"This ......" Lu Shuangyang was a little speechless, could this be the room of the painting fairy, but this is too exaggerated, Lu Shuangyang casually picked a few paintings and looked at them, although Lu Shuangyang didn't know much about painting, but he still felt that these paintings were well painted, this room was full of such paintings, so many that they were thrown away, could it be said that this little painting fairy didn't do anything except paint all day long?

"Click......"

There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and the sound should be two people, Lu Shuangyang immediately stopped inking, and immediately turned back to the window, condensing a piece of ice next to the window and standing still.

The "click......" door was pushed open, and Lu Shuangyang used ice to condense an ice mirror in his hand and held it in his hand, and he could see the situation in the room through refraction.

There were two people who came in, and one of them was not going out Shuangyang's surprise was the little painting fairy he had just seen below, at this time his face was not only tired, but also with a hint of fear, like a child who had done something wrong.

The other person who came in was a middle-aged woman, although she didn't know who she was, Lu Shuangyang was sure that her relationship with Xiao Huaxian was definitely not simple.

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