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Jiang Qianqian's talent for painting is simply demonic. However, after three days of learning to paint, the professor's hermit had already gone into retreat in tears. He only felt that in his life, he had definitely lived to a dog!

For this reason, Li Junhao can only pay silent tribute to the hermit who taught Qianqian to paint. May your fragile heart recover soon!

Li Junhao looked up at the sky, feeling tired in his heart. Is this the legendary template of Allah's horn, no matter what can be learned, draw inferences, many things are not even learned.

It's really more human than human, and it's infuriating!

"Master, do you want to see Qianqian's new paintings. Jiang Qianqian looked at the helplessness on Li Junhao's face, and a playful smile appeared on her face. She sat directly on Li Junhao's legs, wrapped her jade arms around his neck, and said expectantly.

Since Li Junhao woke up, she found that the aura on her master's body made her feel more and more cordial. Therefore, she prefers to stick to Li Junhao's side, and she can't wait to be separated. And of what the hermits learned, she liked the piano and painting the most.

She has an inexplicable sense of familiarity with painting, and always thinks of the pretty woman she saw in her dreams. And playing the piano is just because she wants her master to be by her side, even if it is just to listen to herself quietly play a song, which is excellent.

"Good. Li Junhao glanced at Jiang Qianqian helplessly, since that day, Qianqian likes to stick to herself more and more.

Li Junhao always feels that this kind of thing is not too good to continue to develop. But for her own reprimand, she forgets it in an instant every time, and it has no effect.

Jiang Qianqian heard this, and a pair of beautiful bright eyes instantly turned into two curved crescents. A slight smile appeared on her delicate jade face, she flipped her palm and took out a picture scroll from the storage bag, slowly opened it with her heart to hang in the void, and looked at Li Junhao expectantly, as if she was waiting for the little pet to be praised by her master.

The painting is very long, more than two feet wide and nearly two feet long. The mountains on it are vertical and horizontal, and the momentum is majestic, and it is an extremely magnificent mountain range.

Li Junhao casually looked at the scroll, and it was not the first time that he had let himself see her paintings as if he had offered a treasure to Qianqian. Although he admits that the painting is indeed beautiful and very meaningful, it is nothing special for himself who lacks artistic cells.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that he just casually praised a few words. Jiang Qianqian is more and more fond of painting because of this, and let herself appreciate it.

This time, though, he stared at the painting for a moment, and his expression grew solemn.

It's just because the mountains on this painting make him feel a little familiar. The feeling grew clear as he gazed at the memory.

"Qianqian, do you know where the mountain range you painted is?" Li Junhao stared for a moment, and said with a little excitement in his voice.

If he is not mistaken, the mountain range on this painting is the Kunlun Mountain on the earth!

"It seems to be called Kunlun, what Qianqian saw in her dream, but she can't remember it. Jiang Qianqian seemed a little surprised by Li Junhao's inquiry. She leaned against Li Junhao's chest, and thought lightly for a moment before she said uncertainly.

This mountain range was what she had seen in her dreams, but she felt that there seemed to be some special charm in it, so she painted it. She didn't know too well why she dreamed of this mountain range.

"That's true!" Li Junhao heard this, lying on his back in a wheelchair. His eyes were blank as he peered through the lush foliage into the blue sky.

As early as the first glance at this painting, he felt a little familiar. As he continued to dig deeper, he found that if a large part of this mountain range was hidden, it would be a close-up painting of Kunlun Mountain. It's just that why did Qianqian dream of Kunlun Mountain?

Moreover, what is the relationship between the Kunlun in her paintings and the reality? Li Junhao looked at the clouds and mist rolling like a real picture, and his heart was full of doubts.

"Master, is there something wrong with this painting?" Jiang Qianqian couldn't help but feel a little uneasy when she saw the confusion on Li Junhao's face, and asked timidly.

Could it be that the master was angry because he didn't paint well this time? Thinking of this, Qianqian's face couldn't help but feel a little more uneasy.

"No, it's a good picture. I wonder if Qianqian can give it to Master?" Li Junhao looked at her timid little face, reached out and gently scraped the bridge of her upturned nose, and a little smile appeared on his face.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that there seems to be some information leaked in this painting, and maybe it will be of great use in the future.

"Master likes it. Jiang Qianqian looked at Li Junhao with a happy expression, like a child who was praised by an adult.

As far as she is concerned, as long as Master likes it, it is fine. Isn't the purpose of her paintings exactly to let her master accompany her more? Jiang Qianqian happily put away the scroll and carefully placed it.

"Let's go back, we're going to leave early tomorrow morning. Li Junhao patted Jiang Qianqian on his lap, motioned for her to stand up, don't lie in his arms, and said with a smile.

He couldn't wait to study the secrets hidden in this Kunlun painting scroll. The ancient Kunlun Mountains, the missing mountains, what secrets are you hiding?

Jiang Qianqian's pretty mouth pursed slightly, and a little reluctance flashed on her face. But when she saw Li Junhao's determined face, she could only lower her head, get off his lap, and push the wheelchair back.

Along the way, Li Junhao's mind was completely attracted by the picture, and the two did not say a word.

Kim Wusi went, and it was getting dark. The stars are twinkling and the laurel is hanging high.

In the house where Li Junhao and Liu Chengcheng lived, one of the bedrooms was full of bright light. After midnight research, there was not much progress on this Kunlun picture scroll.

The direction of the mountains is too far from what I remember. The Kunlun in this picture scroll is also much bigger than he knows.

After a long time, he sighed, rubbed his somewhat swollen eyebrows, and put the scroll away and placed it in the netherworld pawnshop in the bookcase. For him, this thing is very important, and he can only rest assured if he keeps it in the safest place.

He came to the window in a wheelchair, gently pushed open the two doors and windows, and looked at the bright moon hanging high, stunned.

For Qianqian to dream of Kunlun Mountain, he didn't know what to say. If he hadn't known Qianqian for a long time, he would have doubted her origin, and what was even more strange was that this painting seemed to be Kunlun in ancient times.

Li Junhao thought of what he had seen and heard in the Great Qin Secret Realm, and he always felt in his heart that this should be the scene of Kunlun Mountain in the ancient pre-Qin era.

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason, so he could only sigh that maybe it was the memory of Qianqian's previous life. Thinking of his past and present lives, he couldn't help but think of Sun Wukong who entered the underworld.

I don't know what happened to Wukong, he said he was coming two months ago, but he hasn't returned yet. From his words, it seems that he has met the power of Buddhism and is looking for the news of Cangjie's reincarnation.

Li Junhao thought of Cangjie and sighed with a heavy face. Then, he didn't have the heart anymore and closed the window casually.

The next day, it was hazy.

Li Junhao said goodbye to Li Jing and the others, and took Jiang Qianqian to set foot on the domain gate to Qi Jiang Linzi.

After the two of them stepped into the domain gate, they only felt that it was just a blink of an eye, and the place changed in front of them.

In front of them, there is a huge square crisscrossed like a chessboard. The countless domain gates above it flickered with bright light and kept moving. Columns of murderous patrols patrol the square.

"Two over there, hurry up and get out of the way, don't get in the way of the people behind. At this moment, among the small group of guards not far from them, a young man with a ruffian face came out and looked at the two and shouted.

When Li Junhao heard this, he saw the flickering domain gate behind him, looked at the guard with a ruffian face, replied with an apologetic expression, and then motioned for Qianqian to push him away.

"I don't know which town came out of the dirt buns, but that girl is beautiful enough. When the two of them walked away, the ruffian-looking guard squinted, looked at Jiang Qianqian's graceful figure, and said with a wicked smile to the team leader beside him.

"Smack. ”

The captain of the guard beside him raised his palm and slapped him, and said with a cold face: "Take care of your mouth, don't forget your humility." ”

"Captain, me. The ruffian guard was momentarily stunned, covering his instantly red and swollen face, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He looked at his captain stupidly, not knowing what to say.

He really didn't know what he had done wrong to annoy the captain so much. Could it be that those two have some special origins? He thought of the captain's words, and then reacted, and in an instant his face was drenched in cold sweat.

"Hmph, that one is the eldest lady of my Jiang family's second room and one lineage, and it is not impossible to become the head of the Jiang family in the future. Do you understand!" the captain glanced at him and said coldly.

For the duel of the next head of the Jiang family, there has already been a stir in the Jiang family. Although he is only a branch disciple of the four rooms and five suits, he still knows the two future family head candidates very well.

In other words, for every restless disciple of the Jiang family, this is a rare opportunity. Therefore, for the candidates of the two future heads of the family, everyone is silently paying attention, waiting for the moment of betting.

Although at present, Jiang Tongtian has an absolute advantage, but they believe that since the old family master has made this decision, it will not be without reason. Therefore, there are few people who are so eager to hug Jiang Tongtian's thighs.

"The future head of the house. The ruffian young man was directly paralyzed to the ground in fright, staring blankly at the void with his eyes.

For him, the general who commands Taigong Square is already a great man, and the existence of the head of the Jiang family is simply an existence that he can't even look up to. If you actually molested the future head of the family today, wouldn't you be dead?

"The wind is surging, and the new era of the Jiang family is about to begin. I, Jiang Wei, how can I continue to do nothing here. The team leader, who claimed to be Jiang Wei, looked at the figures of the two leaving, and his eyes flashed with strangeness.

Although we can wait for a while and wait for the situation to be clear, we can make a better decision, but we will not be able to get the most benefits in this way. For a little person like him who has no background, life is not a gamble, taking everything he has to gamble on a glorious future.

Moreover, the news of the eldest lady's return should have appeared in the hands of those big people in the Jiang family. Jiang Wei's eyes flashed with a wise light, and his whole temperament changed greatly. (To be continued.) )