"There are only eight demon hunting families left in the world today, and in our Fengtai City, there are the industries of Luocheng Zhao, Wu Junsun and Hongcheng Yang." Gou Huang had nothing to do, and talked to Hou Feibai about the Fengtai City cultivation circle.

Hou Feibai, as a newcomer in the cultivation circle, only heard Tang Xiaoyu say the name of the eight major families, and his curiosity was troubled, and he asked: "I know the eight major families, and the other five are Ping Guochun, Jin Chang Zhang, Chuanbei Yao, Jun Wushi and Daye Li. What is the strength of these eight families? ”

"In terms of strength, the Zhao family in Los Angeles is undoubtedly the strongest among them." Gou Huang said, "The Zhao family is a descendant of the Dayong Dynasty, and the inheritance of various secret techniques and martial arts is very systematic......

"Yo, what is Uncle Gou talking about the history of our Zhao family?" At the gate of the courtyard, Zhao Buqiao turned out and said with a smile.

Zhao Bu has a small nose bridge, thin lips, and looks quite attractive. Her faint willow eyebrows were clearly and carefully groomed, and her long eyelashes flickered like two small brushes.

"Oh, it's Xiao Zhao, haha......" Gou Huang laughed when he saw that Zhao was not weak, "You young people will talk, I still have to leave beforehand." ”

After speaking, Gou Huang got up and walked out of the courtyard.

"Master Gou walks slowly." Hou Feibai got up to send him off.

"Uncle Gou, don't go, I'm looking for you here." Zhao Buweak blocked the gate of the courtyard and stretched out his hand to stop Gou Huang.

Gou Xiao just shook his body and walked behind her, "You have something to say." ”

"Three days later, it is the anniversary of the Fengtai Tangxi sword, and I want to invite our friends from the Jedi Camp to enjoy it......"

"Tangxi Sword? Congratulations! Give the invitation to the little monkey and ask him to pass it on. ”

Gou Huang muttered in a low voice and left, he thought all the way, the Zhao family's Tangxi Ritual Sword is only two people in Fengtai, what kind of anniversary celebration is there for?

"Brother Hou, you must come then." Zhao Buweak said, took out a stack of invitations from his small satchel, and handed them to Hou Feibai, "I also ask you to hand over the others." ”

"Okay, thank you Miss Zhao." Hou Feibai saw that Gou Xiao was gone, and he had no intention of chatting, so he accepted the invitation handed by Zhao Buweak, and went back to the studio to paint.

Martial arts must be practiced, but the profession of a demon painter cannot be lost.

He decided to try to draw a squirrel to see if he could get any talismans.

"Can I go in and have a look?" Zhao Buqiao followed to the door of the studio, did not go in, and asked.

"Hey, this is not a Longtan tiger's den, is there anything that can be entered." Hou Feibai smiled, "It's just a little messy inside." ”

Hou Feibai said and moved the painted easel to the side, and asked Zhao Buqiang to come in and sit.

"Wow, I'm here today, I can watch Brother Hou draw!" Zhao Buweak saw Hou Feibai take out the paintbrush and palette, and said happily.

"Just a few strokes." Hou Feibai didn't think much about it, so he picked up a 2B pencil and made a base on the drawing board.

Soon, a big acorn appeared in front of Zhao Buweak's eyes, but she turned a blind eye to it, and just said softly: "Wow, Brother Hou's painting posture is so handsome." ”

Hou Feibai's hand holding the pen shook, and he almost poked a hole in the good rice paper, and hurriedly collected his mind.

"Brother Hou, can I take a photo?" Zhao Buqiao asked in a low voice.

Hou Feibai nodded helplessly, and his hands kept moving.

Zhao Buqiao came to the drawing board, found a position that did not block the light, and took a selfie of himself, Hou Feibai and the painting that was still in the rough stage in the same frame.

"Well, Brother Hou is very photogenic. I'll leave first, so as not to affect Brother Hou's painting. ”

After taking the photo, Zhao Buweak said hello to Hou Feibai and left the studio very consciously.

Humming a song, Zhao Buweak returned to Yancailou briskly, and heard the front desk waiter say that Zhao arrived from time to time, but she was a little unhappy, not for anything else, just because of the difference in the status of the two in the Zhao family system in Los Angeles.

Zhao Buqiang is a side of the Zhao family in Los Angeles, and he doesn't have any particularly outstanding cultivation talent, otherwise he wouldn't have been arranged to go to Fengtai City to guard Yancai Tower.

According to the division of the Zhao family in Los Angeles, the operation of the Beacon Jedi is only slightly better than that of the elderly.

And Zhao is different from time to time, not only the lineage, but also the cultivation talent is surprisingly high, he practiced martial arts at the age of three, entered the product at the age of ten, and entered the eighteen-grade Qi refining realm at the age of eighteen, and completed the cultivation path that ordinary people need forty or fifty years to complete, and is known as a rare martial arts genius in a hundred years, the Zhao family Qilin.

It's just that this Zhao is not only an excellent person, but also very good-looking, and is deeply loved by everyone, so he has always been a child at the top of the food chain, what do you want.

With such a peer growing up together, all the children born around the millennium of the Zhao family felt the inexplicable pressure, and naturally they were estranged from this Zhao family unicorn.

Over time, it also caused Zhao to be withdrawn and unsociable from time to time.

Just what's wrong today? Before Zhao Buweak walked to the private room in the backyard, he heard Zhao Buji's voice coming from the room, which was not at all like the smiling Zhao Buji.

"Little Jade girl, in our Los Angeles cultivation circle, there is such a joke that there is a ......" Hearing Zhao Buweak knocking on the door, Zhao's voice stopped abruptly from time to time.

returned to the unsmiling Zhao from time to time: "Please come in." ”

"Ninth brother." Zhao Buqiao pushed the door in, "When did you arrive?" Tell me I'll pick you up. ”

Zhao Bu is one year younger than Zhao Bu from time to time, ranking ninth in the millennial generation of the Zhao family, and Zhao Bu is weak and seventh.

"Seventh sister. I've just arrived, too. Saying that, Zhao pointed to Tang Xiaoyu who was sitting on the side from time to time and said, "Seventh sister, there is a handsome person like Miss Xiaoyu here in the Beacon Jedi, why haven't I heard you talk about it?" ”

Seventh sister? Zhao Buqiang was a little confused, Zhao Bu never called people from time to time, and he always called these peers by their names. Seeing Tang Xiaoyu sitting in the private room, Zhao Buqiao asked in surprise: "Sister Xiaoyu, do you know each other?" ”

"Oh, just met. Your brother is so funny. "Tang Xiaoyu's personality and appearance are completely irrelevant, she belongs to the kind of bold and arrogant woman.

Is it? This is not the Zhao I know from time to time.

Zhao Buweak scolded in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, and replied: "Yes, from time to time he is such a person, and it is more interesting to get along with whom." ”

"Seventh sister, Miss Xiaoyu told me a lot about the customs of Fengtai City just now, but you never told me about this." When Zhao spoke from time to time, his eyes were smiling, and he never left Tang Xiaoyu for a moment.

"I just went to an antique shop." Zhao Buweak didn't have a weak heart, and hurriedly added, "I've sent an invitation to the anniversary of the Tangxi Gift Sword to everyone in the Night Walking Division." When I left, Brother Hou was painting. ”

"Oops, invitations? It's not early, I have to go back to the store. Hearing this, Tang Xiaoyu stood up and said to Zhao from time to time, "You are welcome to play in our antique shop when you are free." ”

"Miss Xiaoyu, you and I are talking about it, why don't you sit down again, let me also do my best to be a landlord." Zhao got up from time to time to stay.

"You are a newcomer, what kind of landlord are you, I will invite you another day." Tang Xiaoyu replied with a smile, "But the little monkey is painting again, I have to go back and take a look." ”

After speaking, Tang Xiaoyu waved his hand, leaving Zhao Bushi, who was standing in place, and trotted all the way out of Yancailou.

It's not that Tang Xiaoyu has any interest in painting, it's mainly that Hou Feibai's serious painting is too charming.

Hou Feibai's painting has become a scene that young women in the Beacon Jedi practice circle often talk about.

She ...... Why did she just leave? Zhao asked puzzled from time to time.

"She's going back to watch Brother Hou paint. If it weren't for Yancailou to open, I wouldn't have come back. Zhao Buweak replied.

"Brother Hou? Is it the new demon painter of the Night Walking Division? Zhao frowned from time to time and said.

There is a new demon painter in the Night Walking Division, and it is no secret that he is in the upper echelons of the Kyushu cultivation circle, and Zhao often follows the master of the family in Los Angeles from time to time, so he naturally knows about these news.

"That's right." Zhao Buweak's eyes narrowed, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

"Hou Feibai." Zhao whispered the name from time to time, and an imperceptible look flashed on his face.