Sorry, there are really a lot of things to do during the day today, and I was so busy that I forgot to update, and now 3000 words are offered.

In addition, I read the book area today, I am very happy, some readers left a message, and gave some details of praise, tomorrow I will have a 3 chapters of at least 10,000 words of small explosion, which is a thanks!

Along the way, the two little maids buried their heads in Du Mu's arms, and it was not until they returned to the General's Mansion that the two little maids came out of Du Mu's arms.

"Hello young master"

"Hello young master"

This general's mansion is not big, but it is not small, there are nearly 100 people in the maid's house alone, and there are not a few guards patrolling everywhere, from entering the mansion, along the way, Du Mu's ears are constantly filled with all kinds of salute greetings.

"Young Master, where are we going?"

Ling'er and Qingqing, the two little maids, had already wiped away the tears on their pretty faces, but there were still some red threads in their bright eyes, which made people see that they had just cried.

"Didn't I say that when I buy a brush that I like, I'll perform a magical spell with you?" Du Mu turned his head and looked at his two little maids when he heard the sound, at this time Qingqing also found the difference in road conditions after Ling'er's reminder, so he looked at Du Mu with the same curiosity, the two of them had their own characteristics but the same pretty faces looked very weak because of the red big eyes, giving people a feeling of pear blossoms with rain, especially Ling'er's originally heroic pretty face is now like this, which makes people have a strong desire to protect from the heart, so that Du Mu's calm heart jumps violently, pauses, and then continues" Now, let's go to the martial arts arena. ”

"Oh" may have been a little too stimulated just now, and the usually lively Ling'er just answered, so she stopped talking, Qingqing nodded beside her, and also didn't say anything.

Du Mu saw that she was not in the mood for both, and she was not speaking, so she turned around again to lead the way, but just after taking two steps, Du Mu suddenly stopped, and the two little maids who walked straight behind her with their heads bowed accidentally bumped into Du Mu's back.

"Young Master, why did you stop suddenly. Ling'er rubbed the sore spot on her chest, and said coquettishly, Qingqing also covered her chest and her face flushed.

"Oh, it's okay, I just remembered that I hadn't prepared the paper yet. Du Mu savored the amazing elasticity on his back just now, although he dared to swear that he definitely didn't stop suddenly on purpose, but now he really wanted to stop again on purpose.

"Well, who is that, you go get a few pieces of drawing paper, and then take them directly to the martial arts arena, hurry up. Du Mu didn't dare to think about it anymore, for fear of doing something shady, so he hurriedly called a passing family member and commanded.

"Yes, young master. After listening to Du Mu's instructions, he glanced at Du Mu strangely, but he didn't say anything, and turned around and trotted to get the drawing paper.

"Young master, do you want to paint in the martial arts arena? As soon as the family left, Ling'er came back to her senses, anxiously persuaded Du Mu, although Qingqing on the side didn't say anything, but her face was also full of worry, although Du Mu's father Du Tao was very concerned about his only son, but as a general, he had fought on the battlefield many times, and he was very advocating strength, and the most unseen thing was that some people joked about serious martial arts, such as painting the painting that he thought was useless in the martial arts arena, which was what Du Tao hated, Du Mu was taught a hard lesson by Du Tao for painting in the martial arts arena two years ago.

"Didn't I say that I want to perform a magical spell for you, and that is to draw in the martial arts arena. Ling'er and Qingqing looked anxious, but Du Mu looked relaxed and did not have the slightest nervousness.

"Young master, then we won't look at it. ”

"Hmm!"

I should have thought of it a long time ago, the young master has not cultivated, what kind of spell will there be? Ling'er and Qingqing were full of self-blame in their hearts, if Du Mu was taught a lesson by the master for making the two of them happy, then they would blame themselves to death.

"I'm kidding you, you young master, I'm not crazy, and I still know how to measure. Du Mu looked at the two little maids who were about to cry out in a hurry, and hurriedly comforted, "I want to paint in the martial arts arena, so I am ready to deal with everything that may happen, don't worry, my father will not scold me, on the contrary, I will give him a surprise." ”

"Really?" Ling'er asked tentatively with suspicion, and then pulled Qingqing, who was also not very convinced, "You are not allowed to lie to me and Qingqing, otherwise we will ignore you in the future." ”

"Uh-huh"

"Of course, of course, when did I lie to you, young master?" Du Mu saw that the two of them put away their crying, and hurriedly promised, and then wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and the young master thought that it was enough

The martial arts field, built at the back of the general's mansion, is half larger than the entire general's mansion, there is no cap, but a row of hard walls are built around it, it is Du Tao 3 years ago ordered people to build, the Ming Dynasty has not been at war with other dynasties for nearly 10 years, Du Tao daily supervised the training of the soldiers after returning home, idle, let people use hard iron and stone to build this magnificent and spacious martial arts field, so that they can practice martial arts moves, stretch their fists and feet, although outside the city is the Qinhuai Desert full of monsters, but if you want to find a powerful demon beast that can fight with Du Tao, you must go deep into the desert, but Du Tao is a general on the edge of the town, can't stay away from Panyang City.

"Young Master, let's go back. "It was good just now, but as soon as they arrived here, Ling'er and Qingqing began to persuade Du Mu again.

"Don't worry! Du Mu comforted, then turned his head to look at the entrance, the three of them didn't walk fast just now, according to the time, the family should have finished taking the drawing paper and was about to arrive at this martial arts arena.

"Young master, the drawing paper is here. Sure enough, it didn't take long for the family to come to Du Mu with a few pieces of drawing paper.

"Well, you go down first. Du Mu took the drawing paper and dealt with it casually, sent the family away, and then spread the drawing paper on the stone table used for resting on the side, and said without looking back, "Ling'er, bring the brush you bought." ”

At this moment, Du Mu's heart is very uneasy, after 4 years of cultivation, he can finally see the results today.

"Oh" Ling'er responded, hesitantly handing the brush that was holding in the bad hand to Du Mu.

Taking the brush, Du Mu closed his eyes, calmed down, and tried his best to mobilize the vitality energy that had just been cultivated in his body, and guided it into the brush in his hand.

In the surprised eyes of Ling'er and Qingqing, the brush lit up with an emerald green light, which began to faint, and slowly became brighter, enveloping the three of them in a sea of emerald green.

"This, young master, when will you be able to cultivate?" Ling'er opened her small mouth and felt this emerald green light in surprise, this should obviously be the power of a monk, but young master, isn't it impossible to cultivate?

Du Mu did not answer Ling'er's doubts, still fully guided the power in his body, when the emerald green light stopped continuing to brighten, without ink, Du Mu began to paint with the most standard pen holding posture, the whole process, Du Mu always closed his eyes.

After the tea kung fu passed, Ling'er and Qingqing were watching intently, but Du Mu suddenly stopped, and then the emerald green light that shrouded everyone was like flowing water, slowly flowing into the painting paper, and when the light completely dissipated, Ling'er and Qingqing saw clearly that it was a mighty and domineering wind tiger on the drawing paper.

The Wind Tiger is a fairly common demon beast, with snow-white wings on its back, and the rest of its features are similar to the saber-toothed tiger of Du Mu's previous life on the earth, the same markings, the same two long fangs, just think that the saber-toothed tiger does not have the domineering spirit of the Wind Tiger.

"Young Master, what kind of spell did you just cast? Also, can't you cultivate? How can you use the power that only a monk can possess now? You won't be lying to us all the time, right?" There was silence in the entire martial arts arena for two or three seconds, and Ling'er was the first to react, and hurriedly rushed forward, holding Du Mu's hand and smashing a series of questions at Du Mu, but before Qingqing also stepped forward to make trouble together, Du Mu collapsed to the ground, Ling'er saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to check, only to see Du Mu's face pale, his forehead was full of sweat, and he frowned, looking very uncomfortable.

"Young master, young master, what's wrong with you?" Ling'er suddenly became anxious when she saw Du Mu's appearance, nervously and Qingqing, who came forward, helped Du Mu to sit down on the stone chair next to her, and turned her head to call someone from outside to come in and help.

"Ling'er, don't scream. At this time, Du Mu finally opened his eyes, and when he saw Ling'er's head facing outward, he knew what she was going to do, and hurriedly called out to stop her.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" this was Qingqing's mouth, and at this time, her big eyes, which were already a little red, were full of tears, and she would not hesitate to fall if something was wrong.

"It's fine, just a little prostration, just rest for a while. Du Mu pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, and then said, this Du Mu is not lying, this is only the first time he has used the power of metamorphosis, and he has not controlled it well, and as a result, he used too much force and his strength was overdrawn.

Without waiting for the two girls to continue talking, Du Mu spoke again, "Ling'er, you go and bring me the painting." ”

"Oh" Ling'er looked at Du Mu worriedly, answered, and then turned around and picked up the painting on the stone table and handed it to Du Mu.

Du Mu took the painting, sat up straight, pinched the law with his hand, pointed at the painting, and then shook his hand and pointed to the ground not far away.

"Roar, roar" In the midst of two violent beast roars, the Wind Tiger actually rushed out of the portrait in Du Mu's hand.