Xiao Yan frowned slightly when he heard the words of the painting fairy.

Scold!

"Substitution? I don't believe that you can still fit me in this painting? ”

"This is the space you painted casually, and the deity doesn't believe that it can accommodate my big Buddha!"

Listening to Xiao Yan's words, the painting fairy only hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and his thin lips moved slightly.

"Oh? Emperor Yan is going to personally enter the painting to change his feelings? ”

After hearing this, Lin Yueluo was a little anxious, and reached out and pulled Xiao Yan's sleeve worriedly.

Xiao Yan reached out and touched Lin Yueluo's head, his eyes full of doting.

"Good, it's okay. My strength has been restored, and this little broken painting can't keep me. ”

The painting fairy's gaze darkened through the screen, looking at the movements between the two, and the narrow eyelashes covered his slightly closed eyes, and also covered his and her world.

"Moonset, I wish you a happy wedding in advance."

The words of the painting fairy made the two of them stunned.

"Xiaoluo, you will have to go by yourself in the future."

"I'll go into this painting."

Xiao Yan looked at the play of painting immortals and pulled his mouth, but he didn't make a sound after all.

And Lin Yueluo was full of guilt.

She owes too much to the painting fairy, from childhood to adulthood, and has always been.

The painting fairy looked at the reaction of the two, laughed at himself, and then entered the painting.

At the same time, Lin Yueluo's spirit also returned to her body.

That was boundless hatred for Xiao Yan.

Hate because of love.

But that's all in the past.

Xiao Yan carefully hugged Lin Yueluo, with a tentative look in his eyes.

Seeing that Lin Yueluo didn't react, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was so scared, he was really afraid of losing her again.

……

In the painting world,

The god of dreams leaned on the stone table, sighed, and said cowardly: "Yo, why are the painting fairies here today?" ”

"Could it be that you came to worship the little god in his early years?"

The painting fairy let out a faint "heh", sat down opposite the Oneiroi, and picked up the chess pieces on the table.

"It's not boring to hide it in my painting for so long!"

"It's nice to have mountains and rivers here, and no one to disturb you. Anyway, the little god likes to fall asleep and peep into some secrets. ”

"Rats crossing the street, everyone shouts and fights."

"Eh! Can't you say it sounds better for the New Year? ”

Oneiroi fell and continued:

"I admire you too! The old monster who has lived for I don't know how many thousands of years can still sprout in the spring. ”

"It's just a pity, I've been raised by my side since I was a child! Hahahaha! ”

A hint of coldness flashed in the painting fairy's eyes, "There are some things you can peep at, and some things you'd better leave alone!" ”

After speaking, he left a son and pointed directly at "handsome".

Oneiroi looked at the chess game and was stunned for a second, then sighed, "Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy!" ”

After winning the Oneiroi, the painting fairy left.

As if he came just to play chess.

Oneiroi looked at his distant back, which seemed to be a little lonely.

Alas, who knows whether this world is true or false?

This is the painting world, so where does the so-called fairy world come from?

What is supreme? Emperor Yan?

Not necessarily......

Sure enough, the word love is the most hurtful.

It's better to dream and have fun.

A dream is absurd, a dream is absurd.

It's just that Lin Yueluo can't enter this dream! If you want to stay here in peace, how can you offend the painting saint? He won't get involved in this good show!

……

Celestial.

Emperor Yan looked at Lin Yueluo in a fiery red wedding dress, and his eyes were full of joy that he couldn't hide.

"Baby, you're so beautiful."

After saying that, he wanted to bring her a phoenix crown with his own hands.

"What a stinky man has taken, stay away from me!"

Xiao Yan: "??? ”

Looking at Lin Yueluo, who had an arrogant face, Xiao Yan then reached out and pinched her face.

"Huh? Before you can sleep, you dare to dislike your brother? ”

Happy New Year, the ending is a bit rushed. At first, I wanted to write a long book, but some things in my studies were delayed in the middle of the study, and then I cut a lot of other lines, and the ending was changed many times, and the outline was also deleted, and in the end, there were too many versions, and I got myself into it (crying and laughing)

That's it, I won't write a new book until the end of the author's college entrance examination.

(End of chapter)