The golden gong clanged in the palace, the chaotic screams, the footsteps of people stepped through the stone steps and the blue brick palace road, holding the torch like a fire dragon spread in front of the Xuanzheng Palace.

Yang Guang, who received the news, was the first to arrive, and there were still some green pheasants on his face, a pinch of shallow short beard on his chin, and waved his hand to let the soldiers in front of him get out of the way, with a little prestige, and looked at the old donkey at the door with a bald tail flicking, and looked at it curiously.

Yang Guang, who came over, was stunned for a moment, and told left and right:

"Don't do anything to this old donkey!"

When the soldiers were a little puzzled, the king of Jin who spoke lifted the gold strokes and swung into the palace gate, followed everyone's line of sight, and stared straight at the scroll spread out on the long table.

"Your Highness, don't go over, be careful of being drawn inside. The eunuch who had stayed in the palace before followed tremblingly to the side, pointing to the painting on the table.

"Just now, His Majesty and Yue Guogong were at the table, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye, and then there were more pictures of His Majesty and Yue Guogong in the painting. ”

"Fuck off. ”

Yang Guang waved his cuffs, told him to roll away, and turned around to sweep the guards and soldiers who were close to him, "Get closer." ”

In any case, as the king of the Great Sui and Jin Dynasty, he has to be careful, not to mention that he only knows that others came to report that his father and uncle were imprisoned in the painting by Lu Liangsheng, and he doesn't know the details, so it's not a big mistake to be careful.

Walking into the long table, sure enough, I saw the figures of my father and my uncle supporting each other in the painting.

He looked around, and Lu Liangsheng, who was casting the spell, was not here, and his brows gradually furrowed.

Did you really mean to murder my father?

The wind blew in from the human wall, and the firelight with the size of a lamppost bean swayed, and King Jin, who was standing at the table, came back from his momentary thoughts, gritted his teeth, and reached out to grab the scroll on the table.

"We must find a way to get my father and uncle out first!"

Yang Guang thought about it, and the moment his fingertips touched the scroll, a voice suddenly shouted behind him, and a person rushed over.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Yang Guang in front of the table stopped, subconsciously turned around, and a short figure rushed out of the bookshelf, crossed the distance between the wall and him, and waved out a gourd in his hand.

"Are you ....."

Before he could speak, the dark shadow reflected in his eyes magnified.

Bang!

The round gourd hit Yang Guang's face, the skin and flesh were flattened and a circle of flesh rippled, his eyes rolled white, his head deviated in the direction of the force, his mouth was bulging, and saliva splashed out of his mouth.

The whole body stumbled backwards, and when he leaned back on the table, he saw the magic light blooming on the painting, enveloping the fallen Yang Guang, and then, the light faded rapidly.

On the long table, it was empty, except for the painting scroll, where there was still a trace of the king of the Great Sui and Jin.

The eunuch who was standing not far away shrunk his neck and widened his eyes, his lips trembled a few times, and he opened wide open and screamed violently.

"The king of Jin is also imprisoned in the painting!!"

In an instant, he turned around and squeezed away the soldiers at the entrance of the hall, and ran out.

And in the eyes of the soldiers and guards, on the long table, a black shadow larger than their fist slowly stood up, wearing a night robe, his face covered with a black scarf, only revealing a pair of cold bean eyes, and the gourd in his hand smashed the table, shocking the soldiers who wanted to rush.

Taking a step further, the old man burned the painting. ”

The toad Taoist quietly hugged the clothes that were fixed by the belly, and on the black scarf, the toad's eyes slanted slightly over the corners of his eyes, and he swept his face sideways over the palace guards.

The candle flame was placed on the side of the flipper, and the candlestick shook slightly, and the hot wax oil rolled down the candle body, crackling softly, dripping on the flippers that lay across the candle.

The toad Daoren's eyes widened, he turned his head to look at the webbed back, his solemn expression suddenly changed, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he retracted his hand suddenly.

Whew~~~

Scalded the old man!

I blew my webbed back vigorously, and was about to peel off the wax on it, when I took two steps under my feet, stepped on the picture scroll, and the light of law filled everyone's eyes again.

The ...... of his mother

The toad Taoist watched the Faguang stretch towards him, and cursed in his heart, and the short figure disappeared on the table in an instant, and a group of soldiers around him put down the arm that covered their eyes, and when they looked at it again, there was only a picture scroll left on the table, a gourd, and a small black towel slowly falling down, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Fell into the painting together?"

"I should have fallen in, but that damn thing, so small. ”

"The ghost knows, it doesn't look like his head is very bright. ”

"So what now?"

"Otherwise, wait for Queen Dugu and the prince to come over, maybe as soon as we get closer, we will also be sucked in by this painting. ”

The candle flame flickered, the whispered words of conversation, and in the picture scroll that others could not see, the magic light flashed, and a figure danced and fell straight from the air.

"Ahh.....hh

Then, with a bang, Yang Guang fell heavily on the ground, but he didn't feel the pain, and when he brushed away the grass clippings on his head, there was another long sound: "Ahhh.....h

Turning his head, a toad lay on the ground, as if he knew that someone was watching, the toad Taoist puffed up his toad eyes and glared at him, and after a moment, he got up from the ground and patted the dust.

"What are you looking at, haven't you ever seen a toad?"

With a cold snort, he put on his flippers and turned around and walked to the gazebo in front of him.

Yang Guang hurriedly followed, he had seen this toad, but he had never seen the other party speak, and he wanted to ask excitedly for a while, but he saw that outside the pavilion in front of him, there were two familiar back images that heard the movement and turned around.

"Father?!"

The two over there were Yang Jian and Yang Su, and when they saw their son also coming here, they couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

"How did you get in?"

Yang Guang trotted over quickly, panting and pointing at the feet of the two.

"You ask him, a gourd fanned me in......"

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, and saw a black shadow, stepping on the sound of clicking and clicking, holding up the belly of the white flower, and running over with double flippers on his back.

"This ..... What is it..... Uh, toad?"

"Haven't you seen it?!!" the toad man glanced at him, as if he knew where he was going, turned the gazebo, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Belch......

Choked by a toad, this is an experience that Yang Jian has never had, originally Yang Su wanted to explain a few words, he waved his hand.

"Toads can talk...... I'm just a rarity, let's go and see what's in here!"

turned around and cast a look at his son.

"Keep up!"

The Chinese person in the hall didn't seem to hear the three people's voices, and still said some elegant words to the peach blossom comments, and when he walked to the edge of the cliff, he could feel the real feeling of the wind on his face and body.

Yang Jian took a deep breath, the huge city below occupies the field of vision, this is the Daxing City he built, the three of them went down the mountain road, and watched a burst of early spring scenery along the way, and soon, approaching the bustling city gate, cars and horses in and out, pedestrians and traders are noisy.

Suddenly back to reality.