"Cold Moon? What does she do with drawing? Leng Wuxin's doubts were a little heavier.

Pang Cheng didn't know how to answer such a question, so he could only say: "Master, let's see for yourself." ”

Leng Wuxin opened the second scroll, and was stunned on the spot.

The person in the painting is indeed Leng Yue.

But it's just that he looks the same as Leng Yue, but his expression is not at all like the usual Leng Yue.

Leng Yue on the picture is holding her cheeks with one hand, smiling at someone, and that smile gives people a particularly comfortable and sweet feeling.

Leng Wuxin didn't know that his great-granddaughter was so beautiful.

It's really weird, this girl has never laughed like this since she was small.

Leng Wuxin asked Pang Cheng: "Who is this girl laughing at?" ”

Pang Cheng sighed: "It's the one who built the building." ”

"It's not...... How, why is she this expression? ”

The messenger inquired, and the eldest lady only laughed like this when she was facing this building, and as long as this person was by her side, her whole temperament became extremely friendly. She only eats the food cooked by this man, and only drinks the tea he makes, and you know, the eldest lady never drank tea before. ”

"Tsk, this girl, could it be a ......"

"I also think that the eldest lady must have been bewitched by him."

"Eggs! How could Leng Yue be bewitched! This girl, nine times out of ten, is in love. ”

Pang Cheng was shocked: "There are so many sons and daughters of the gate valve, the eldest lady can't look down on it, how can she fall in love with a subordinate!" ”

"How do you know this guy is a subordinate?"

"Master, don't you look at what he's wearing, it's all coarse cloth clothes, it's not a subordinate, is it still a son?"

Leng Wuxin was a little disappointed in Pang Cheng: "You, how old are you, you haven't changed the bad habit of judging people by their appearance, you take a closer look at that person's temperament, if it weren't for the door valve giant, it would be impossible to have his temperament." ”

Pang Cheng was very aggrieved: "Master, I don't judge people by their appearance, the gate lord of the Three Wilderness and Kyushu, most of us have seen it, and there is no such person at all." ”

Leng Wuxin waved his hand: "Most of them have seen it, but not everyone has seen it." The reason why I think this is strange is mainly because Leng Yue, this girl, has long been ......."

As he spoke, Leng Wuxin's heart suddenly trembled.

At that moment, he felt as if he knew who this Gaidong was.

Pang Cheng saw that Leng Wuxin's face was different, and he immediately became worried: "Master? ”

I heard Leng Wuxin ask: "How is Gai Dong's cultivation, have you inquired?" ”

"I've inquired, and it's said to be very high."

"How tall?"

"This ...... It's not clear, it is said that it can kill the masters of more than seventy towns of Jinding in seconds, and it is estimated that it must be the cultivation of three hundred towns. For this reason, I also specially went to find someone to inquire, the sons of the gate valves, but all those who have cultivated to more than three hundred towns, we have all seen them. ”

"You just said that Leng Yue only eats the food he cooks, and only eats the tea he makes, why is this?"

"It is said that this person's cooking skills are quite high, and some of the guards have also eaten the pastries he makes, and they all say that even Yipinju in Dayang City can't make such delicious things."

"What kind of pastry are they eating?"

"Osmanthus cake? Crab roe tower? Bulging bells? It seems to be quite varied, sir, why do you care so much about his cooking skills? ”

Leng Wuxin didn't seem to have heard Pang Cheng's question at all, and asked to himself: "Does the osmanthus cake he made have a very faint vanilla smell?" ”

The messenger who was sent to deliver the letter last time was himself from the intelligence system of the Leng family, and his ability to collect information was very strong.

Pang Cheng was a little confused: "How did the master know?" Could it be that he is really the old man of the old man? ”

Leng Wuxin resisted the impulse in his heart and nodded slowly.

He was afraid, afraid that if he couldn't suppress this impulse, both arms would tremble uncontrollably.

Pang Cheng continued: "Master, look, should we send a few masters to the park to keep an eye on this person?" ”

Master?

Amusing!

In front of that person, there is no one in this world who can afford the word "master".

Leng Wuxin shook his head: "Pang Cheng, you go get busy first." ”

Pang Cheng still has something to say: "Master, I still think it's ......"

"Go ahead, close the door when you go." Leng Wuxin interrupted.

Pang Cheng clasped his hands and saluted, then took the scroll in Leng Wuxin's hand and quickly left the backyard.

According to the rules, these scrolls are to be burned immediately after they are finished.

When he took the scroll from Leng Wuxin's hand just now, Pang Cheng felt a trace of abnormality, and he felt that the master's hand seemed to be trembling slightly.

The master's temperament can be called as stable as Mount Tai, and that concentration is not something ordinary people can imagine. But such a master can have trembling hands?

Pang Cheng thought about it for a while and felt that it might be an illusion, so he didn't delve further.

It wasn't until Pang Cheng walked far enough that Leng Wuxin exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and walked tremblingly to the flower pond and sat down.

He sat there stunned for a moment, then suddenly clutched his chest and laughed silently.

The smile was so amplitude that it looked hideous.

Leng Wuxin didn't want to laugh out loud, but the excitement in his heart was extremely strong, suppressed on the one hand, and released on the other, which made his expression so weird.

After a long time, Leng Wuxin finally calmed down, he raised his head, looked at the sky with a rainstorm, and said in a very light voice: "I knew they couldn't kill you, I knew it!" ”

After that, there was another silent burst of laughter.

Haiting, Haiting, your end is coming, and the death knell of destruction sounded for you three years ago!

Who let you mess with the person you shouldn't mess with the least!

You're finally finished!

The way of the world is finally changing!

On this day, it's finally time to change!

The more the old man thought about it, the more excited he became, and the expression on his face became more and more hideous.

Seeing that the sky was getting gloomy, a maid hurried to the backyard to collect her clothes.

When she passed by the flower bed, she saw the old man who was going crazy at a glance, and she gasped on the spot, and was directly frightened and fainted.

The appearance of the master is really terrifying.

On this day at the end of October, Dongling officially entered the rainy season, and in this three-month-long rainy season, the rain will eventually turn into goose feather snow, and Dongling will eventually become a frozen ridge.

It was also October, but the Great Wilderness was the driest time of the year, and even the water level of Yunze Lake reached the lowest value of the year.

If you use two words to describe the great wilderness in this dry season, it is dryness and irritability.

The weather is dry.

The human heart is restless.

After two full months of preparation, Tai Sui felt that the time was ripe, so he asked Leng Yue to send a personnel transfer document to each branch.

As soon as the document appeared, it caused an uproar among executives.

This eldest lady who came to Yunze Lake Park for the first time actually promoted a large number of inferior people who cultivated below the Golden Tripod and let them enter the power center of the park!