"Miss, where are we going?"

"Well... Oh yes, let's go to the 'Lingmo Xuan', it just so happens that I've run out of ink lately, so I can add it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo＂

"Replenish the spiritual ink?" was taken outside Zhuo Mansion by Zhuo Ya, and Zhuo Wen was naturally reluctant along the way.

In the past, he was cowardly and honest and didn't think so much about being on call, but now he is a person, in his previous life, as a person who was mixed with the upper class, he can be said to be a deep way of dealing with the world, and he naturally thinks more thoroughly.

As the head of the three major families in Xuancheng, how could a famous family lack the basic things necessary for painting and repair, such as Lingmo?

But to say that she is a drunkard does not mean to drink, Zhuo Wen didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd for a while.

As for himself, in addition to being a little handsome, he wants money or no money, and his life is even more cold and sloppy.

Zhuo Wen doesn't think so, he is not so beautiful as to feel that the world revolves around him. Look at Zhuo Ya again, she actually walked side by side with herself, and she didn't dislike her dirty body at all, which seemed to be nothing on the surface, but if you want to say that there is no cat in it, Zhuo Wen doesn't believe it.

Thinking of being beaten last night, Zhuo Wen thought about it, and only felt that there was one possibility that was the most suspicious, that is, 'emotional injury'.

Maybe there is someone in Zhuo's Mansion who likes Zhuoya, but she doesn't appreciate it, and maybe this person's identity is not ordinary, Zhuoya is not good at refusing in person, so she had to use her unlucky guy as a shield, and then the result was that the person was jealous and found a few people to beat him up...

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen suddenly remembered that when he was beaten last night, someone seemed to have said something similar to himself, 'The toad wants to eat swan meat', and he thought that it was not far from what he had guessed!

At this moment, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved, Zhuo Ya repeated the same trick today, doesn't this mean that she will be beaten tonight?

I don't know, forget it, now that I know this, Zhuo Wen doesn't want to sit still, his mind is not big enough to sacrifice himself, he feels that he must prepare some means to deal with it.

But... What is the best way to parry? Secretly hide a short stick on your body? Or do you have some chili powder on your body in case of emergency? But even so, the opponent is so strong that it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands?

Zhuo Wen was entangled, and suddenly thought of the goose that kicked him just now, as if that goose was the painting spirit summoned by Zhuo Ya, right? Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's brain suddenly woke up, and he couldn't help patting his head.

Hey! Hey, I'm really smart and confused for a while, isn't this the world of painting? Who is he Zhuowen? He may not be good at dancing with swords and swords, but when it comes to painting, he is a real Chinese four-star painting master! Painting is his trump card, in his previous life, he made a living by painting, how can he forget this stubble!

Zhuo Wen was suddenly full of confidence, even if someone really beat him at that time, as long as he drew a few demon beasts casually, wouldn't he have a helper?

But thinking of this, he suddenly found a very real problem.

That is, although the painting is very good, but during such a long gap during the painting, the enemy will obediently wait for him to finish the painting? Isn't this? This is not a turn-based online game, how can anyone stand stupidly and stand and fight someone? If it is himself, he will take advantage of the artist's painting, and a sword will kill him a hundred, no matter how good his painting skills are, it may not be faster than a sword, right?

If you don't practice painting with a good sword, are all the people in the landscape world stupid?

Zhuo Wen shook his head, and said secretly in his heart: "It's not that simple, since the landscape world can be dominated by the Dao of Painting, it must have its advantages and reasons." ＂

But where is this logic embodied?

Zhuo Wen smiled helplessly, the identity of the original owner of his body is too low, everything he knows about painting is just hearsay, and many things can't be seen with his own eyes... Useful information is really limited, and in his impression, the original owner's evaluation of the painting is only three words: 'so powerful', and nothing else. No matter how he digs up his memories, almost all that follows is the picture of sweeping the floor and washing the toilet, and this original owner is really too unpursuing.

Zhuo Wen is a curious person, of course, this may also be because he is concerned about his own safety, so he is naturally more concerned. I happen to have a ready-made painting by my side, maybe I can learn something from her?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but have some thoughts, only to see him suddenly turn around and face Zhuo Ya, giggle and sing a fat song, rubbing his hands and saying, "That... Miss, I want to talk to you about something... ＂

"Uh... Seeing Zhuo Wen actually stopped in front of her, Zhuo Ya was stunned, but she didn't expect that Zhuo Wen, who has always been honest, would smile so obscenely and smoothly one day, Zhuo Ya couldn't help but have some indescribable weirdness in her heart. But when she was young, she didn't think too much, and after a while, she suddenly pinched her waist, looking like an eldest sister: "Okay, you can say it!"

Zhuo Wen smiled flatteringly: "Look, you are the proud daughter of our Zhuo Mansion, Golden Branches and Jade Leaves, right?"

Zhuo Ya's little eyebrows frowned slightly, and she didn't know which play Zhuo Wen was singing, so she could only nod truthfully: "Hmm... yes, almost, what's wrong?"

Zhuo Wen continued: "I heard that in Xuancheng, although our Zhuo family is a leading family, there are also Liang and Zheng, two families with good backgrounds, eyeing us... ＂

"What the hell do you want to say?" Zhuo Wen's bunch of nonsense made Zhuo Ya suddenly a little impatient.

Seeing that Zhuo Ya's emotions were mobilized, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but smile, and then gradually entered the topic: "I mean, you see that the outside world is so unstable, and your status as a weak woman is so noble, tsk... In case you run into a gangster sent by the other two families... ＂

"Say that you want to talk about this for a long time?" Zhuo Ya couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Don't worry, what is the Liang Zheng family, I am a third-level peak painter of the Copying Realm, unless those old guys who talk about things have the face to come forward, there will never be more than ten people in the same generation who can beat me, and besides, even if they have bad intentions, they will not be stupid enough to openly do something to me in Xuancheng." Zhuo Ya secretly slandered, and the implication was that she felt that Zhuo Wen was timid and afraid. How did she know that Zhuo Wen was playing a trick on her?

"I'm still not at ease, why don't we go back and think about it in the long run, or bring more people out?" Zhuo Wen was about to leave, and Zhuo Ya suddenly became angry: "Hmph, if you don't believe it, then let's give it a try, and let you see if your sister's ability is bragging." ＂

I'm finally hooked!I'm waiting for you to say that, but I'm going to see how the artist solves the melee shortcomings!