Regarding Cang Wunian's evaluation of his daughter, Hua Chen was naturally overjoyed, but he still held back a smug smile and continued to say with a straight face: "Well, even if you kid has vision, but I asked more than that. What is my son's character, strength, and appearance, I am naturally very clear as a father. What I'm asking is, what do you think of her?"

Cang Wunian now completely understood where that strange feeling came from, it turned out that everyone now regarded him as a new son-in-law who came to the door to be tested.

secretly glanced at the "Painting Allure" and found that the woman was also secretly looking at him, her expression was a little shy, a little nervous, but full of expectation.

Cang Wunian frowned slightly, and said busily: "The junior thinks the painting is very good. ”

"Gone?" Hua Chen glared at Cang Wunian, his face had become a little ugly.

"This ......" Cang Wunian felt a chill down his spine.

With a "bang", Hua Chen's slap hit the table hard, and he pointed at Cang Wunian angrily and said: "You coward! My son has been with you all the way day and night, don't you have any idea in your heart about how she treats you? She is an innocent girl who is with you regardless of her name, and has done so many things for you, and you are still pretending to be garlic in front of me at this moment? ! If you want to pretend, I will not be as you want, I will ask you, are you willing to marry her!"

Different from Hua Chen's anger, the corners of Cang Wunian's mouth hooked up a subtle arc - it is finally here, this illusion is full of strange warmth, it seems that now is the time for the test to really begin.

"Daddy, don't ...... like this" Seeing that Hua Chen was angry with Cang Wunian, "Painting Allure" felt tight, and hurriedly grabbed his father, and said softly: "Daddy, as long as Hua'er can be by Brother Wunian's side, he is already satisfied, and he hasn't thought about any reputation, Brother Wunian has his difficulties......"

"Painting Allure" doesn't say anything, the more she said Hua Chen's face became more ugly, and she could faintly hear the sound of him clenching his fists creaking.

However, before she finished her words, she was stopped by Cang Wunian raising her hand first, "Painting, don't say it." ”

Then he looked at Hua Chen again, and bowed deeply to Hua Chen, "Marrying Hua'er as a wife is the wish of the younger generation all along, and the younger generation originally planned to wait until the things at hand are solved before handling the marriage with Hua'er, and the reason why he didn't dare to take the liberty of bringing it up was because he was worried that he was entangled in everything at the moment, and he would be wronged by Hua'er in a hurry." ”

Hearing these words, the anger on Hua Chen's face was obviously alleviated a lot, "My son naturally can't be wronged, and you kid has a heart." Since you two talented women are a match made in heaven, let's set the marriage for ten days later. All of us as elders will be ready for you, and you will be waiting to be your bridegroom with peace of mind. ”

"Daddy-" "Painting Allure's face" was already red to the base of his neck, and he took Hua Chen's hand and twisted his body, but he didn't dare to look at Cang Wunian again.

Cang Wunian sighed secretly in his heart, and he didn't know if "Painting Allure" really didn't notice that the situation was different, or if he deliberately pretended to be so shy.

"Thank you seniors for your success!" Cang Wunian pulled out a happy expression and saluted Hua Chen again.

At this time, Hua Mofeng smiled and said to Cang Wunian: "Silly boy, what else is it called 'senior'?"

Being reminded by the painting ink wind, Cang Wunian hurriedly put on a look of sudden realization, and said with some trepidation: "The son-in-law has seen his father-in-law!"

When it comes to acting, Cang Wunian was not in vain in those years in Qianji Pavilion, as long as he was willing, he could easily grasp the various expressions that a person would show in any kind of environment, and others couldn't see what he really thought in his heart at all.

At this moment, in the face of the elders of the painting clan who forced him to marry "Painting Allure" as his wife, he was happy and a little flattered and didn't want to lose his demeanor.

The reception banquet finally dispersed, but "Painting Allure" was taken home by Hua Chen, saying that her mother hadn't seen her for so many years, and now that she knew that she was back, she specially told Hua Chen to bring her daughter home quickly so that she could take a good look.

Cang Wunian originally wanted to follow, but "Painting Allure" secretly glanced at him and signaled him not to worry. So, Cang Wunian was left in the patriarch's mansion.

Seeing everyone leave, Hua Mofeng turned to Cang Wunian and said, "Young man, the old man always thinks that you are a little familiar, I don't know where your home is, and who are some people in your family?"

The patriarch of the painting clan is still the same as when Cang Wunian first saw him, wearing a blue robe, looking handsome and elegant, and very immortal.

It's just that at this time, this senior had a sharp and scrutinizing gaze in his eyes, and he stared at Cang Wunian so lightly, which made him feel uncomfortable. He knew that if he dared to admit that he was Mansha's son, the handsome man in front of him would definitely attack him.

In the spirit of quietly watching the changes, Cang Wunian didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, so he lied with a smile: "The junior is an orphan, and he has been learning immortal magic and Taoism with the master since he was a child. ”

"Oh? How did you get acquainted with Hua'er?", Huamofeng asked again.

Cang Wunian didn't lie about this question, but he skipped the experience of getting acquainted with the painting Allure City when he was a child in Danqing Valley, and said that the first time they met was the Zhongyuan Festival more than a year ago, and the time when the two of them took a fancy to a river lantern at the same time at the source of the Luohe River.

The painting ink wind listened to it, and asked many questions, and Cang Wunian answered them one by one, but those answers were true and false, and they all tried to avoid mentioning their own identities.

Cang Wunian knew that although the people of the painting clan in this illusion did not exist, they all thought in their consciousness that the painting clan would be calamified by the Shura clan, and if his identity was exposed, I was afraid that it would cause a lot of trouble. Although she looked at the look of "Painting Allure" before, it seemed that she should have noticed something, but after all, she didn't exchange views properly, and he was worried that if he fought with these people at such a time, it would hurt the heart of "Painting Allure".

Just take it as some compensation for this distressing girl, even if it is a fantasy, it doesn't hurt to let her spend a few more days with her relatives. He believed that Hua Allure would not forget that he did not have a soul, and would not force him to marry her at such a time. These are all ideas that the predecessors of the painting clan in the fantasy world are good at, and Cang Wunian intuitively thinks that this wedding is a hidden turmoil.

Since he didn't know what kind of method the basalt pillar planned to use to test them, he could only stand still and respond to all changes without change.

Unlike Cang Wunian's calm and relaxed scenery, the environment in which the real painting Allure City is located at this time is extremely harsh.

When she woke up, all she could hear was the sound of the wind blowing fine grit onto her face, which made her cheeks ache a little, and the smell of dust was all between her breaths, and it was uncomfortably dry.

She struggled to open her eyes, and was surprised to find herself in a deserted city full of sand and dust, surrounded only by some crumbling and dilapidated earthen walls.

As far as the eye could see, in addition to the low, ruined earthen walls, there were occasionally one or two dead logs. He found that this place was very vast, because no matter which direction he went, there seemed to be an endless desert in the distance.

With a deep sigh in his heart, Hua Chengcheng struggled to sit up, and with the strength of his hands, he found that he seemed to have touched a strange object. When she looked down, she saw that her own hand was pressed against a person's arm.

Hua Chengcheng was shocked, and looked along this arm, only to find that half of the owner of this arm was buried by the wind and sand, and if she woke up later, I am afraid that this person would be buried alive here.

"Brother Wunian, Brother Wunian!" Hua Chengcheng was terrified, and hurriedly used his hands to dig up the sand buried on the man's body.

The man seemed to hear her cry, and his body moved slightly.

Hua Chengcheng hurriedly flipped him over, resting his head on his lap, carefully wiping the sand off his face.

"Brother Wunian, wake up! Don't scare Hua'er!" shouted as he patted Cang Wunian's face.

The man's closed eyes finally opened slowly, his expression seemed to be a little painful, he opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse: "Painting...... We...... Where is this?"

"I don't know where this is, it looks like a desert." ”

"Cang Wunian" struggled to sit up, looked around, and suddenly the painful look on his face was stained with a touch of surprise, he raised his hand and pointed in a direction and said, "Go there, keep going in that direction, and we will be able to reach Sun City!"

"Sun City?" the painting Allure was a little stunned.

"Yes, Sun City. That is, the Shura Imperial City. "Cang Wunian," he said with some excitement.

"Shura Imperial City?" Hua Chengcheng was shocked, "Aren't we being tested by the Basalt Pillar, how did we come to the realm of the Shura Clan?"

"Cang Wunian" shook his head, "I don't know, but since I'm here, I have to hurry up." This place is surrounded by desert, and if you don't find the right direction, you may not be able to get out until you die. We're running out of mana now, and it's more dangerous to stay in such a deserted place for a moment. ”

Seeing "Cang Wunian" struggling to get up from the ground, Hua Chengcheng hurriedly grabbed his hand, and without saying a word, put his fingers on his wrists, and a white light slowly poured into "Cang Wunian's" body along her fingertips.