Sure enough, it's a picture of the Spring Palace!

On the picture, a middle-aged man with a long beard wearing a brocade crown, with an obscene smile on his face, is forcibly having an affair with a beautiful woman. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Half of the clothes of the two were torn off, the man was thick and black, the woman was delicate, and the scene was very fragrant.

Ruan Zun hurriedly turned around, and even so, the fragrant scene on the picture in front of him still lingered and vividly. As soon as I thought about it, I inexplicably remembered the scene when Murong Qianqian embroidered a tattoo for herself that day, my heart was beating wildly, and my throat was thirsty.

This Li Jun! It's a shame that he secretly praised him just now, and said something like coming to Xiucai's house. Although in his previous life, as a modern person, he was young, and he had already seen many larger-scale and overwhelming images on the Internet, but at this time, after all, it was still the Song Kingdom!

Even if it is not the real Song Kingdom in Chinese history, it is a Song Kingdom on a bizarre continent of gods and demons, but after all, it is still a feudal era, isn't it?

"I'm surprised why I hung such a picture in my study?" Li Jun did not react angrily or otherwise to Ruan Zun's performance.

Seeing him ask such a question, Ruan Zun had to turn around slowly, not looking at the painting, and said stubbornly, "The study should indeed be a place to purify and nourish the heart. Don't you think it's an insult to your knowledge if Gang Leader Li does this?"

"Knowledge?" Li Jun laughed, I don't know why, but there was a sense of vicissitudes in the laughter. Then, he said: "This painting was seen in the residence of Emperor Ouchi when Mr. Zhang Zeduan Zhang entered and left the palace, and I remembered it in my heart at that time, and then I copied it at home and gave it to me." ”

"Oh, Mr. Zhang is also a fellow believer. "I never imagined that someone who made such a grand picture of the river during the Qingming Festival, such as Zhang Zeduan, is a great painter. Man.

"This painting is very good, and the men and women are lifelike. I often use it for motivational purposes. You don't have to shy away from it, just watch it carefully. Li Jun said, and with a casual look, a spiritual power rolled out, snatched the Dragon Soul Sword from Ruan Zun's hand, and then turned around, and the Dragon Soul Sword fell into his hand.

Li Jun was carefully observing the Dragon Soul Sword, and Ruan Zun got his approval, after all, it was a young man's nature, although he felt that it was inappropriate, he couldn't help but glance at the painting a few more times, and sure enough, he saw that there was a seal of Zhang Zeduan at the inscription. On the right side of the picture, there is another line of small letters, which is "Xi Ruan Xing Xiao Zhou Hou Picture".

This is the name of the painting.

After seeing it a few times, her heart jumped sharply again, her face was red and her ears were hot, and her mind was once again flooded with the situation of Murong Qianqian's tattoo on her naked body, and she also recalled the feeling of her gentle fingertips touching her chest muscles, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

On the other side, Li Jun pulled out the Dragon Soul Sword and looked carefully in front of the window, no matter how he looked, how to investigate with spiritual power, this seemed to be just an ordinary black iron sword. No, the texture is a little weird, similar to black iron, and it's relatively sharp. However, just can't detect the appearance of a high-grade spirit soldier?

Am I really wrong? Didn't that piece of soul iron be taken by this kid?" Li Jun pondered, but judging from his performance on the altar that day, if someone could take the soul iron, this kid was the most likely?

He and Zhong Xiu entered the valley for the second time and rushed back, and the Khitan people and the deputy hall master of the Demon Suppression Hall also pounced. That piece of soul iron is gone, it's not this kid, then who else? Who else? But if this kid has that soul iron, how can he still be like this?

After thinking for a while, he looked back at Ruan Zun again, this kid was still looking at the painting, looking like he was confused, the corners of his mouth were drooling, and a tent was propped up high under his crotch.

"After all, he is a young man, young and vigorous, and it is difficult to control himself. Li Jun said softly, not knowing whether it was mockery or envy, he put the sword into the sheath and threw it at Ruan Zun's feet, snorting, "Have you seen enough?"

"Hey, hey. Ruan Zun wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, pretended to pick up the Dragon Soul Sword casually, and inserted it into the sword belt behind his back, "You mean, on weekdays, you use this painting to sharpen yourself? This kind of inspirational method is rare in the world." I've only heard of the head hanging beam, the cone is piercing, lying on the grass, and the bitter courage is self-tempering, but I have never heard of it, and a picture of the spring palace can also make people work hard. ”

"Of course you don't understand. Li Jun took him to his chair and sat down, and let him face the picture directly, "Since you like it, you might as well sit down and enjoy it slowly." In the moment of sitting down, Li Jun's fingers clicked seven times in a row, sealing many acupuncture points on his body, making him basically unable to move his hands and feet except for his head.

"Gang Master Li, you are really careful. Ruan Zun smiled bitterly, "To deal with me a high-level spiritual priest who has been poisoned by a two-headed snake snake, you also need to use the technique of making acupuncture." Seeing Li Jun put an empty tea bowl outside the chair at his feet, he was surprised and said, "Gang Master Li, you invited me to drink tea, but you didn't put tea leaves and boiling water...... What is it like to entertain guests with an empty bowl...... Yikes!"

There was a sudden pain in his fingertips, but Li Jun used his fingertips to make a cut on the tip of his right index finger, and immediately a thread of blood came out of the wound, dripping down, and it just dropped into the tea bowl.

If there was a flash of shock in Ruan Zun's mind, he suddenly understood and knew what he was going to do. On the surface, he just smiled bitterly and said: "Gang Leader Li, Gang Leader Li, what are you doing, we are all so familiar, why bother to see blood, and be kind, talk about poetry, isn't it good?"

Drops of blood kept dripping into the tea bowl, and the bloody atmosphere in the study soon became thicker. Ruan Zun noticed that Li Jun's expression was obviously hideous after looking at the little bit of blood and smelling the bloody gas.

This guy won't really be like Qiu Xiaoyi said that he wants to raise himself as a pig, and when he wants to drink blood, he will drink his own blood, right?

Li Jun licked his own nails, which were the ones that had just cut Ruan Zun's fingertips, and there were still some blood stains left on them. Then, as if he had just taken a puff of smoke, his spirits lifted.

Lao Tzu doesn't want to be bled dry by you just like that! You want to be a vampire, Lao Tzu doesn't want to become a bloodless corpse! Ruan Zun wants to struggle, but the acupuncture points are sealed, and there is still poison on his body, and except for his head, other parts are still unable to move at all.

"Gang Leader Li, let me go. Ruan Zun had no choice but to give in to the guy opposite, "You see, I have been poisoned by a two-headed snake, and my blood must contain a lot of snake venom at this time, if you drink my blood, it will definitely be equivalent to drinking that snake venom." It's going to be poisoned. ”

Li Jun was not moved by his words, and exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and his whole body seemed to be comfortable because of the wisp of blood in his mouth just now, and then said: "That snake venom, for me, is fine. ”

Ruan Zun wanted to cry without tears, and when he lowered his head slightly, he saw that about a quarter of the small bowl of blood had accumulated in the tea bowl. If this bowl is to be full, it must be at least 1,000 milliliters.

Could it be that Lao Tzu hasn't donated blood for many months, and the thief has moved his brain to metabolize his new formation?

Li Jun no longer looked at him, but also looked at the picture of the Spring Palace, "The process of waiting for the blood to fill the bowl is quite boring, let's appreciate this painting first." ”

"This painting is very well painted. "Unintentionally, I found that under this situation, my little brother is still a pillar of optimus, Ruan Zun wants to cry without tears, what is the matter, your hands are being bled out, you little guy is still disobedient.

"This painting is called Xi Ruan Xing Xiao Zhou Hou Tu. Li Jun introduced gently, "The thick black man above is Zhao Guangyi, the younger brother of Emperor Taizong of the Song State and Taizu Zhao Kuangyin. And the beautiful woman who was being raped and endured pain was named Zhou Wei, the concubine of Li Yu, the queen of the Tang Dynasty, and the world commonly known as her little Zhou Hou. (To be continued.) )