On the seventh day of the ancient battlefield, people's hearts were impetuous. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chu He intended to draw a picture of a peony.

Peony is a rich flower in the world, but people in practice don't often like it, because it's too noisy. Not to mention that the cultivators of the Shangqing Palace are often transcendent and as simple as immortals, even if they want to paint, it should be Mei Lan.

And Chu Heyi not only painted, but also painted seriously and gorgeously-

The different colors of the light and the tip of the pen are dyed layer by layer, and it is really like a peony flower slowly blooming in front of you. It is clearly the most ordinary brush and ink, but he has painted a phantom-like and terrifying beauty.

The people around him didn't know what he meant, and they didn't dare to rashly talk about the taboo of Chu Heyi, so they only whispered praise to this painting and this flower, as if today was really just a meeting of friends and a trip to the sun.

Only occasionally—their eyes couldn't help but glance out the window, downstairs.

......

At noon, it was the time when people were at their most angry, and the appearance of the woman in the snow skirt was a breeze.

The skin is like clotted fat, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the whole person seems to be carved from jade and snow. As soon as she appeared, she attracted the vast majority of the eyes around her.

Of course.

The demon spirit is beautiful, and the Moon Fox Clan has a face favored by the gods. Yan Zero is supposed to be such a seductive beauty - but also has the danger of matching the appearance.

It's a pity that there is no name of her here, in Yong'an City.

Yan Ling stopped suddenly. She stopped in front of a young man.

The young man looked at her flatteredly, and felt that the bright color was too compelling, so he hurriedly glanced away from it, embarrassed to look more, and did not ask rashly. Somehow, although the fairy-like woman came to him, he intuitively felt that she was not looking for him.

A gentle breeze blows through the hair.

Pointing up to the tidying room, Yan Ling casually glanced up, and saw the silhouette of the man standing by the window in the afterglow.

Chu Heyi is holding his sleeve in one hand and a pen in the other, still quietly bowing his head to paint.

His whole body was covered in the shadow of the eaves of the restaurant, and at noon it would neither appear too dark nor dazzling, but only make people feel that his face was extraordinarily clear and calm, as if nothing in the world could affect him. Only the hand holding the pen occasionally hovers in the sun, and the knuckles are almost whiter than the moire sleeves.

Yan Ling's eyes flickered, and he said lightly: "Have you found enough of the jade order in the inner realm?"

Really.

As soon as Yan Ling's words came out, many people around Chu Heyi's body glanced at each other tacitly. After seven days on the ancient battlefield, "inner realm" and "receiving the jade order" are the words they talk about the most.

Yong'an City is already the most prosperous place in the vicinity, where local cultivators abound, and the heart techniques are not known, which is enough for the students of the Zhongzhou Martial Academy, but in the eyes of these people from the Divine Domain, the level is too low. If the ancient battlefield was only like this, why did they travel thousands of miles to run this experience?

The only opportunity they wanted could exist in what the locals called the "Inner Realm" - and there was only access to it through a special Receiving Jade Order.

But the order that led to the jade order only led one person, and now there are so many people who are vassals by Chu Heyi's side, and they want to bring it in together, even for Chu Heyi, it may not be a simple matter, so Yan Ling asked.

However, the wind passed through the curtain, but the people upstairs were as if they had not heard it. Chu Heyi carefully sketched the silk stamens under the pen, and the woman's question was completely untouched.

Also. Yan Ling was obviously talking to the young man, and what did he have to do with Chu He upstairs?

And Chu He didn't want to answer, but someone would answer - it was the young man in front of Yan Ling.

Although Yan Ling asked a strange question, the young man was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted. Because what Yan Ling said was barely appropriate for him.

"What the girl asked?" The young man hurriedly took off the jade pendant on his waist, and said without thinking: "The jade order is also a pearl and dust in my place, if the girl likes it, I will give it to ......."

Halfway through his hand, he suddenly lost his words, realizing that he had been too presumptuous and presumptuous to give such a personal object as a jade pendant to the girl he had met for the first time—though he obviously knew that the jade order he had used as an ordinary ornament had another purpose.

Yan Zero couldn't mind. She took it as a matter of course, and after inputting a spiritual power to try it, it dispersed. Yu Ling silently flipped between the slender fingers, and Yan Ling said, "If you need it, I can send it to you." ”

The young man was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't think much about it, but said that the girl was laughing with him, so he smiled as well.

At that time, the people upstairs who had heard the rumors of Yan Ling were looking at each other behind Chu Heyi's back.

And Chu Heyi raised his wrist and clicked a little ink, still making up the remaining half of the inscription poem.

"It must be a peony flower blooming ......"

Yan Ling's expression became colder, but the corners of her slightly hooked lips showed a hint of playfulness. She raised her eyebrows, and for the first time looked squarely at the young man in front of her. Seeing that he had a fair and soft face, Yan Ling's eyes clearly showed a satisfied color.

The young man was slightly surprised, and he was about to say something-

Yan Ling still looked at him, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were not moved, but she suddenly made a move!

The people in the vicinity could see it clearly - they saw that the woman's right hand was curled into a claw, and the nails that were originally as pink as cherry blossom petals turned into a narrow and pale blade in an instant, stabbing straight into the heart of the man opposite!

"Demon ...... Youkai!

Fang Cai was still envious of the crowd of Yanfu on the other side, and in an instant, his soul flew away, and he scattered and fled in all directions with a roar.

That young man was just a mortal, how could he stop Yan Ling's ability to overhaul the demon clan? He only felt a pain in his chest, as if he had seen the tragic situation of his heart being ripped out in the next moment......

In the midst of the chaos, only the upstairs compartment was the only place of silence.

“...... The city is full of joy. ”

Chu Heyi finished writing the last word, paused steadily, put the Zihao pen on the shelf, and swept downstairs without hurrying up.

Hold your breath all around.

Everyone thought that Chu Heyi would save the young man in an instant, and they were all looking forward to the excitement between death and life at that critical moment;

But he didn't!

Chu Heyi's graceful and handsome face had his usual warm smile on his face. There was even a slight tolerance of helplessness in his eyes, like a gentle brother who watched over his younger siblings and played.

But he was actually watching the death of an innocent person!

"Shangqing Palace Chu Heyi, famous outside......" Yan Ling withdrew his hand casually, flicked the red blood beads on his fingertips, and sneered: "It seems that he is just a hypocrite." ”

She was the one who wanted to kill someone, but she in turn blamed others for not saving her when she saw death, maybe there is no more unreasonable woman in the world.

Chu Heyi didn't care, and said with a faint smile: "If it is the girl Yan Ling who is in danger just now, she is willing to serve." ”

Yan Ling smiled indifferently.