Night Jingxuan came to the kitchen, stood behind Qing Wu, and saw Qing Wu and Er Ya cleaning up the leftovers, and the two cooperated very tacitly.

Erya washes the dishes, Qingwu cleans, Qingwu then dips the tableware in water stains, and then hands it to Erya to collect, with full tacit understanding, like an old friend for many years.

Ye Jingxuan felt very uncomfortable, he wanted to do something, such as driving away the hypocritical demon Erya, but what identity should he use? And what qualifications are there?

Night Mirror Xuan's nose was sour, so he had to say indifferently: "Thank you for the girl's hospitality, Xiaoxian still has something to leave first." ”

Qingwu was wandering, and he didn't notice that Night Mirror Xuan was behind him, and he was startled when he heard Night Mirror Xuan speak.

Erya had seen Night Mirror Xuan come in a long time ago, but she saw that Qing Wu didn't seem to have the intention of paying attention to Night Mirror Xuan, so she also pretended to be blind.

Qingwu was originally going to stay at home for the night, but the weather has been very good recently, there is no wind and no rain, and the stars in the night are particularly bright.

She planned to enjoy the stars in the courtyard with Erya and Night Jingxuan at night, and make a barbecue for supper by the way.

Who expected that Qingwu had not cleaned up the night mirror and was about to leave, and he didn't keep it, Qingwu was very embarrassed.

Night Jingxuan is very good to her, like a brother, and he also comes to the door again and again to help her diagnose her pulse unconditionally, Qingwu is really grateful to him.

Although Qingwu always vaguely felt that there were other feelings in his eyes, she attributed it to her pregnancy paranoia.

Qing Wu watched the night mirror Xuan disappear in front of him in an instant, and he was really envious, it was good to have spiritual power.

She remembered that Cangyuan was also a demon, and that Cangyuan would disappear in an instant! Qingwu looked down at her lower abdomen, which began to bulge slightly, and began to fantasize about whether the little guy in her belly was a human or a demon.

If it's really a demon, does it also have spiritual power that will teleport? If it was a human being, it would be a pity, after all, he didn't have any special skills to pass on to him.

Qing Wu thought about it, Er Ya had finished the rest of the work, Qing Wu went back to the bedroom, don't think about tonight's supper, it's boring for two people to eat too much, and they can't eat much.

Qingwu came into the bedroom and found that her only remaining portrait of Danqing was missing, but it was her Cangyuan painted on it, she still had to sleep with him at night, maybe she could dream of Cangyuan again.

Qingwu turned the bedroom inside and out several times but couldn't find it, she looked at the wide open window, thinking that it couldn't be blown away by the wind!

Qingwu rushed out of the bedroom again, looking for it near the window, the second girl looked at Qingwu inexplicably, and she didn't know what she was looking for!

"Sister, did you lose something? What's missing? Tell me, I'll help you find it? ”

Only then did Qingwu react that there was a second girl at home: "Have you ever entered my bedroom and seen where is the portrait of Cangyuan?" ”

Erya shook her head and said that she had not entered her bedroom today, Qingwu was deflated, and expanded the scope to look for her.

Fang Yuan and Erli gave Qing Wu a walk, but still didn't find it, Qing Wu laughed at himself for being stupid, there was no wind during the day, how could it be blown away.

She wondered if there was a thief in the house and stole it from the thief? But what did the thief do when he stole a portrait? Sell? Maybe it's worth a few bucks!

However, the painting was carried to sleep by her at night, and it was slightly wrinkled, so it shouldn't be sold for a good price! Or did the person who stole the painting think the person in the painting looks good and collect it?

Qingwu didn't figure it out, and she couldn't figure it out at all, because there was really a thief in her house, and this thief was Night Mirror Xuan, but she couldn't think of it.

Qingwu has been looking for late at night, but still hasn't found her portrait, her painting seems to have disappeared out of thin air, and the angry Qingwu can't sleep at night, and has been sighing.

In Qingwu's eyes, this painting is different, other paintings are really just a painting, and this painting, she always feels that there is a breath of Luo Ze in it.

A faint fragrance of peach blossoms, it seems that there is still a temperature like a person, and she can sleep more soundly when she sleeps on her pillow at night.

But it is magically gone, Qing Wu lay on the bed and cursed, sure that there were thieves in the house, but she never thought that it was Ye Jingxuan who gave him away.

Qingwu can only comfort herself, if it's gone, it's gone, it's a big deal to find Xiao Jiu to paint a new picture tomorrow, if it doesn't work, go to the street and tie down the danqing that he pasted.

It's just that the painting is still the same as the original, but the painting is not the original painting anymore.

Night Mirror Xuan didn't have time to rest when he returned to the Holy Demon Palace, so he immediately began to study Luo Ze's Danqing portrait.

Night Mirror Xuan originally thought that if he couldn't find Luo Ze's Yuan Shen today, he would stay and guard Qingwu at night, and he would find it by chance.

In fact, he didn't know if he had found it, he didn't detect Luo Ze's primordial aura on the portrait.

But Sou Shenqi has been trembling feverishly at the portrait, and he can't be sloppy about Luo Ze at all, and he would rather do more than let go of a trace of possibility.

After thinking about it, he could only be a thief, and he took the painting away for Qing Wu, and he couldn't ask Qing Wu for it, and he was worried that Qing Wu would find out, so he couldn't wait to go back to the Holy Demon Palace.

If Luo Ze's Yuan Shen is really in the portrait, then he has to quickly release his Yuan Shen and return to his place, and after a long time, the ancestors of the family will definitely find out the clues, and then the problem will be big.

Night Mirror Xuan has been tinkering until late at night, and he didn't study and understand that Luo Ze's Yuan Shen is not in the painting, and Luo Ze in the painting looks at Night Mirror Xuan and keeps tossing, and he is sleepy.

Night Mirror Xuan once thought that Sou Shen Banner was not mistaken, he found his little sister and tested it several times to confirm that Sou Shen Banner was fine.

That is to say, Luo Ze's Yuan Shen is 100% trapped in the painting, and even if he tries his best, he can't detect Luo Ze's breath, let alone release it.

Luo Ze crossed Erlang's legs on the chaise longue in the small world in the painting, and looked indifferently at the night mirror, and Xuan tried his best to no avail.

He thought about it, if he would be trapped in this painting for the rest of his life, the world would not be able to get out, at most he would be a lonely widow.

He forgot something very important in his mind, he couldn't think of it, if he couldn't get out, he had nothing to do every day, and he tried to remember!

Luo Ze remembered that Ye Jingxuan told him that his spiritual power had lost a lot, and he thought that it would be good to make up for it while he couldn't go out to cultivate now.

Luo Ze thought about it, and immediately meditated and began to cultivate, as soon as he used his spiritual power, the small world suddenly dimmed, and the sky swirled.

After Luo Ze stabilized his body, he found that he had returned to his own body, lying on the soft couch of the night mirror Xuan.

The strange thing is that Night Mirror Xuan didn't realize that he had returned to the original god, and he was still messing around with his spiritual power there, Luo Ze couldn't help laughing.

Night Jingxuan turned back in astonishment, and saw that Luo Ze was already standing behind him, and he looked at the painting in his hand suspiciously.

Night Jingxuan raised his eyes again and was about to talk to Luo Ze, but Luo Ze suddenly turned into a little white fox, lying on the ground limp and motionless.