Chapter 110: Painting the Old Man

"I'll go—"

Chen Changan touched his forehead and said in speechless surprise.

I didn't expect that the living mouth I deliberately left behind would commit suicide.

He still has something to ask these people, who knew that these people were so decisive that they would not leave him any news.

Why did these people come to assassinate him, and who was the woman who came to kill him before.

Chen Changan's face was full of doubts now.

Chen Changan closed his eyes and calmed down, calming down his mind that was still chaotic when he got up just now.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Chen Changan said guessily to himself: "Someone wants to kill me, and they have spent a huge price to hire someone to kill me." ”

"Today was my first time in Kyoto, and there weren't many people I met. ”

"The only thing that could kill me could be the fat man and the family behind the boy. ”

And a woman who can cut her own skin and hurt herself, her strength is not trivial, and she should not be someone who can be found by a fat person.

Then these people were all mentioning a Hou Ye, and it was obvious that the woman and these black-clothed and masked people were all found by a character named Hou Ye.

"Prince?"

"Interesting. ”

Chen Changan smiled evilly and said jokingly.

But it's a pity that he wants to kill his own prince, Chen Changan doesn't know now, after all, there are many princes in Qi State.

"Ha ......"

Chen Changan stretched, yawned, showed sleepiness, and walked towards his attic.

"But you still have to solve it quickly, otherwise it's really unbearable to disturb Lao Tzu's sleep every time. ”

Chen Changan said lazily as he walked.

As for those corpses, they can only be handed over to Rolling to clean up, otherwise there will be a lot of unnecessary trouble if they are seen early tomorrow morning.

......

Shenhou Mansion, at this time, Shenwu Hou's face was pale, he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said with a roar: "What the hell is going on, people? ”

"I've been waiting here for so long and haven't seen anything. ”

"The people who went there were all fucking rice buckets, and none of them came back. ”

"Especially the cheap woman of Moon Shadow, who took Lao Tzu's spirit stone, has not finished her work until now. ”

Shenwu Hou has been saying angrily.

However, the middle-aged staff member who was half-kneeling on the ground kept smiling, watching Shenwu Hou almost finish his anger.

Only then did he say unhurriedly: "Master Hou, don't you think that these 500,000 spirit stone flowers are worth it?"

Hearing the words of the middle-aged staff, Shenwu Hou suppressed the anger in his heart, frowned, and said unhappily: "Love teasing, what do you mean by this." ”

The middle-aged staff stood up and shook his head, and said calmly, "Master Hou, Lord Moon Shadow hasn't come back yet, don't you think it's very strange?"

"The dozen or so foundations we sent out, just in case, also fell there. ”

Hearing the words of the middle-aged staff, Shenwu Hou's face was ugly, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

The middle-aged staff member didn't look at Shenwu Hou and continued: "The subordinates feel that Lord Moon Shadow is very likely to die at the hands of the other party. ”

"No...... No way, Moon Shadow couldn't have died so easily. ”

Shenwu Hou began to panic, and his words were a little unfavorable.

Although Moon Shadow's strength is comparable to his, they are all early stage cultivators of Jindan, but when it comes to life-preserving ability, Moon Shadow's ability is definitely one of the best.

Because he has a very powerful talent Void Walk, this talent can come and go without a trace, so that many people can't catch her.

If you have such a powerful talent and supernatural power, you can all fall, and you can imagine how powerful the other party is.

Shenwu Hou's heart was beating rapidly, if he hadn't listened to the middle-aged staff, he would have gone to the other party alone, maybe it would have been a bit fierce.

Thinking of this, Shenwu Hou was afraid for a while, just as the middle-aged staff said, this fifty, Wanling Stone Flower is really worth, knowing a powerful enemy.

"Ahh

Shenwu Hou sighed, the current Kyoto is really not an ordinary chaos, and the martial arts competition is about to be held.

There are really a lot of strong people, and I hope there will be no moths.

But when he thought of his injured son, who could no longer reproduce, Shenwu Hou was silent for a while.

"Then my son, what should I do? ”

"Am I going to die like this when I come home?"

Shenwu Hou said sadly.

The middle-aged staff could only shake his head helplessly and said, "The other party is too strong, this matter can only be stopped." ”

"Otherwise, it will be a big disadvantage for Hou Ye. ”

"Alas. ”

"That's it. ”

"My son's business, I will have to talk about it later. ”

Shenwu Hou said weakly, but now he seemed to be more than ten years old, lying on the chair without strength.

What a painful thing it is for a generation of princes to have no descendants.

......

The sun shines three watches, and the sun is scorching.

The sun had already reached Chen Changan's buttocks, so he slowly got up from the bed.

"Ah......h

Chen Changan slowly stretched his waist and looked around in a daze, while the woman who died in his room had already been cleaned up and spotless.

Feeling the protest of his stomach, Chen Changan came to the table, which was full of food, chicken, duck and fish, which was already the norm.

These are all made by rolling, after all, Chen Changan doesn't like the lazy bear very much, so he has taught a lot of things before, laundry and cooking are basic, and then he is to solve some finishing work for him.

However, so many delicacies are only eaten by Chen Changan alone, Su Mo does not eat these, she is already a foundation building monk, and she can already achieve the point of Bigu, completely just by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

This point is very enviable to Chen Changan.

As for what Su Mo is doing now, Chen Changan knows it when he thinks about it with his ass, and he is desperately cultivating in the room.

Yesterday's battle was a big blow to this girl, and she was seriously aware of her lack of experience.

But that's good, how can it be smooth sailing to be a man, and a little blow can be more motivated.

Chen Changan simply solved his lunch and walked out of the yard.

Enjoying the oncoming sunshine and breeze, Chen Changan felt that the weather was really good today, and his mood had changed a lot.

Chen Changan casually looked around the attic, and suddenly Chen Changan saw an old man who was over the age of six, painting a picture outside the attic next to him.

Chen Changan happened to be idle, feeling interesting in his heart, and came to the old man's side curiously.

Seeing that the old man was painting meticulously, Chen Changan didn't want to disturb the other party, nodded his head, and stood next to him and watched quietly.

For Chen Changan's arrival, the old man naturally felt it, and after a calm look at Chen Changan for the first time, he continued to paint in his scroll.

The content of the picture scroll painted by the old man is very large, and this picture scroll is one zhang long and half a zhang wide.

However, the paintings drawn by the old man have a different flavor.

There are hundreds of people in the paintings, but they are all without exception, and each one of them is hideous, and the teeth and claws are very scary.

Some of the figures in the paintings are wearing armor, giving people a domineering and mighty appearance.

Some of the figures are holding a sharp sword, giving the impression of a lonely swordsman.

There are not only these characters in the painting, but there are many, and this painting is more like many professions together, and they complement each other to form the appearance of an army.

But what really made Chen Changan care was that the old man's painting skills were the most powerful Chen Changan had ever seen.

Each character is vividly drawn and brought to life. It gives the impression that they are about to come to life.

But their faces are so hideous that this painting is even more terrifying.

In this way, Chen Changan quietly watched the old man paint on the side, and did not disturb the old man.

And the old man didn't care about Chen Changan's actions, he was still painting on the scroll, in the eyes of the old man, Chen Changan didn't seem to exist, as if the air couldn't attract his attention.

He looked at the picture scroll intently, and every stroke of the old man was like a ghostly creation in Chen Changan's eyes, and every stroke was just right.

The characters in the painting can often be expressed vividly.

Time passed slowly minute by minute, until dusk came, and Chen Changan was still quietly watching the old man paint.

The two had a tacit understanding, they didn't bother each other, the old man's eyes were always fixed on the scroll, even if it was dusk, he didn't look at Chen Changan again.