Fast Travel Guide: The heroine collapses

Chapter 775, Soul in the Painting of Feiyu City 3
【...Yes, host! 】

——The blackened heroine can't afford to be hurt!

Qingcheng squinted her eyes and practiced.

No matter which world, it must become stronger, only in this way, the success rate of completing the task will be higher!

Although the four seasons in Feiyu City are like spring, there are also days and nights, the days are short and the nights are long.

After a busy day, Wen Yu went back to the study as usual. Although he is the lord of Feiyu City and in charge of the entire continent, he cannot control the natural and man-made disasters that happened on the mainland.

I don't know what's going on, but in the past few years, natural disasters have often occurred on the mainland, either floods or droughts.

The mainland is divided into fragments, and on the surface each is its master, but everyone knows that everyone regards the Lord of Feiyu City as the emperor.

The people in those areas always have a hero born to rule that part of the area. The area to the west is called Xihuai, and the king of Xihuai is in charge of it. However, there has been snowfall in June recently, and it lasted for more than a month.

If it was just Feixue in June, he wouldn't take it so seriously, but all the people who entered Xihuai City seemed to go berserk, attacking and biting people for no reason.

The King of Xihuai reported the matter to him, and temporarily controlled Xihuai City, allowing anyone to enter and exit the city gate.

He didn't believe it at first, but it wasn't until he sent his own puppet guards that he discovered that something had really happened to Xi Huai.

He sent puppet secret guards more than once, but no one could find out the reason. Not only that, those puppets who came back went crazy for no reason. They were obviously his puppets, but they seemed to be controlled by others , The appearance and figure have also undergone great changes, like a beast without sanity, it bites people whenever it sees, of course, the people who bite are only aimed at human beings with life.

Therefore, Wen Yu planned to go to Xihuai to see what was wrong there after finishing his official business in the past few days.

Opening the door, Wen Yu walked in, with a complicated look in his eyes, and saw the puppet lying on the bed without any response, the disappointment in his heart made him feel a little empty.

Sitting on the side of the bed, looking at the puppet on the bed, his expression was blank for a moment. He never understood why, more than 200 years ago, he only saw the puppet who claimed to be his sister once, and believed it. Everything revives her, brings her back to life!
Although he didn't understand, he knew from the bottom of his heart that he didn't save her because she was Wen Hualing. All he did was just waiting for something.

His empty, emotionless heart seemed to be waiting for someone to appear, so when that person, no, that soul appeared, his heart was clamoring and boiling like crazy.

When Qingcheng heard the sound of the door opening, she stopped practicing. Looking at the time of more than 200 years, it seems that the years still haven't left any traces on this man.

She was dressed in a moon-white gown, with crow-black long hair, and a delicate and handsome face that was not like ordinary people.

His face was obviously clean, but because of a pair of slightly raised phoenix eyes, and the red cinnabar on his forehead, which was as red as blood, he had a strange and evil charm.

She has an air of aloofness like a god's blessing, but her every move is full of mesmerizing charm, laziness and charm.

Wen Yu, who was deep in thought, suddenly felt something watching him, and his eyes sharpened. He was surprised that there was no one else's room except him. Could it be an illusion?

No, impossible, definitely not an illusion!

He trusts his feelings!

Subconsciously raised his head, he saw a picture of a beauty hanging on the wall in front of the bed.

Under the blooming peach blossom tree, the beauty in the painting is unparalleled, with cherry red lips, fair skin, and a pink dress on her body, with agility and beauty.

The smile is bright, the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, but the eyes, like the real pupils, are deep and mysterious, deep and plain.

Wen Yu squinted her eyes, looked at the woman in the painting, her heart skipped a beat inadvertently.

The tone was tentative: "I saw you, but you still haven't come out!"

Qingcheng was a little unsure if Wen Yu had seen her, but it didn't do any harm to her, she just wanted to appear by Wen Yu's side.

After a little hesitation, Wen Yu, who was tentative, saw a white light flashing out of the painting, approaching, the woman in the pink dress who was in the painting just now, stood beside Wen Yu with a bright smile, with a faint smile on her body. The fragrance of peach blossoms, and the woman in that painting has disappeared.

I was slightly surprised in my heart, but my face remained calm, I took a step back subconsciously, and squinted my eyes with vigilance against Qingcheng: "Are you the soul in the painting?"

Seeing Wen Yu's behavior, Qingcheng was not angry, the corners of his mouth curled up, he stared into Wen Yu's eyes, and smiled dazzlingly: "Yes, I am the soul in the painting, thank you, it is your relationship that allowed me to give birth to Soul!"

"Because of me?" Hearing Qingcheng's words, Wen Yu subconsciously thought of that strange light, turned her head to look at the puppet who had been motionless for a hundred days, and suddenly opened her eyes wide.

"You gave birth to your soul because of that power that came from nowhere?"

Qingcheng nodded: "Of course, I also want to thank the maid named Lin Shiyue beside you. If it wasn't for her, I might not have a soul!"

Qingcheng said, pretending to inadvertently tell Wen Yu that Lin Shiyue had changed the puppet to the ground.

Wen Yu's suspicious eyes suddenly darkened, his eyes were cold and cold, and his fingers were tightly clenched, as if he was holding back his anger.

"Is what you said true?"

Qingcheng pouted: "Believe it or not!"

Saying that, Qingcheng rushed directly into the painting, and the beauty who had just disappeared stood in the painting again.

The man's expression was deep, his eyes were deep and cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The male protagonist in this world is a bit difficult to deal with, because he seems to have no sense of security, and is full of distrust and doubts about everything.

Such a male protagonist usually has some shadows in his childhood that affected him, but this is not written in detail in the plot, and Qingcheng doesn't know.

What Qingcheng did was to let Wen Yu put her in his heart and learn to trust her.

Wen Yu didn't answer Qingcheng, but glanced at the puppet on the bed, thinking of something, a cold light flashed in his eyes, looking at Qingcheng, a wicked smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

"Since you gave birth to a soul, it is your good fortune, but after that, you have to follow me!"

Qingcheng nodded, a little strange, within a hundred days, the puppet still didn't respond, he should know, right?

But why do you still pretend to be nothing even if you know it clearly?
(End of this chapter)