After transmigrating into Sword Spirit: The villain obediently comes to my bowl

Dongfangyu stood under the moonlight, looking at the brightest star in the night sky, Jinghong was like that star illuminating his whole life.

His slightly curved eyes bloomed into a smile that was more charming than this night.

Ye Liufeng has a pair of eyes that are good at discovering beauty. He waved the spiritual paper and appeared, and the spiritual pen in his hand flew up and down.

After a while, Dongfang Yu appeared vividly on the paper, his handsome face had a smile that turned all living beings upside down.

Ye Liufeng's hands flickered with spiritual power, Dongfang Yu on the picture scroll was more vivid, especially those smiling eyes with thousands of stars in them...

Dongfang Han looked at Ye Liufeng in admiration, and gave a thumbs up, "Liu Feng, you draw really well."

Ye Liufeng's peach blossom eyes spread a smile, "Xiaohan, you said that if I gave this painting to Jinghong, would she be happy and give me a few barrels of spirit wine?"

Dongfanghan's eyes were shining, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, "It must."

Dongfang Han put away the scroll, and under Ye Liufeng's puzzled gaze, he looked up at the night sky, thinking about how to smile so that he could smile perfectly.

Ye Liufeng looked at Dongfang Han's face, showing different smiles, some were shallow, some were smiling...

Dongfang Yu came over, looked at Dongfang Han who changed his smile, and asked Ye Liufeng curiously, "Liu Feng, what's wrong with Xiaohan?"

Ye Liufeng shook his head, expressing that he didn't know either.

Dongfang Han turned his head and looked at Dongfang Yu and Ye Liufeng, "Brother Yu, Liufeng, what do you think of my smile?"

Dongfang Yu and Ye Liufeng looked at each other with blank expressions.

Under Dongfang Han's expectant gaze, Ye Liufeng said, "Xiao Han, you have a beautiful smile."

Dongfang Han's eyes lit up instantly, "Then, does Brother Yu have a nice smile?"

Dongfang Yu looked at Dongfang Han curiously, "Xiaohan, what are you going to do?"

The corners of Dongfanghan's mouth raised, "Brother Yu, I want Liu Feng to draw a picture for me, so that people can't take their eyes off it just like you."

Dongfang Yu couldn't help shaking his head, and asked helplessly, "So you were practicing laughing just now?"

Dongfang Han nodded earnestly, and said flatteringly, "Brother Yu, why do you laugh so confoundingly? You teach me."

Ye Liufeng couldn't laugh or cry in his heart: Brother Yu's smile is so captivating to all beings, it is inseparable from his monstrous face, no matter how hard you practice, it will be difficult to get it out...

Dongfang Yu looked at Ye Liufeng with dark eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Liufeng, are you painting for me again?"

Ye Liufeng nodded, looking at Dongfanghan.

Dongfang Han took out the scroll and handed it carefully to Dongfang Yu. "Brother Yu, take a look and teach me how to laugh like this."

With slender and beautiful hands, he gently opened the picture scroll, and Dongfang Yu's eyes were attracted by the smile on the picture.

Does he have such a nice smile?If Jinghong sees this painting, he will definitely like it.

"Liu Feng, your painting skills are superb!"

Ye Liufeng showed a smile, and said modestly: "It's as long as Brother Yu likes it."

Dongfanghan looked at Dongfangyu with bright eyes, "Brother Yu, for the sake of Liufeng's hard work, give him a few more bottles of spirit wine."

Dongfang Yu didn't speak, carefully put away the picture scroll, and dozens of bamboo tubes of spirit wine appeared in front of him with a wave of his hand.

"Liu Feng has worked hard, ten bamboo tubes for each kind of spirit wine, twenty bamboo tubes for bodhi spirit wine. When Jinghong comes back, you can draw a few more pictures for us, I won't treat you badly for the spirit wine."

Ye Liufeng smiled brightly, carefully put away the spirit wine, "I will definitely draw more pictures for you and Jinghong." He cheered in his heart: Is that a painting?It's not that spirit wine!

Dongfang Yu turned around and wanted to leave, Dongfang Han looked at him pitifully, waiting for his instruction on how to smile...

"The best smile comes from the heart, not from practice." Then he left without looking back.

Ye Liufeng gave half of the spirit wine to Dongfang Han. Dongfang Han was very happy and put it away in the blink of an eye.

He looked at Ye Liufeng with dark eyes, "Liufeng, draw me a picture too, make it more beautiful."

Ye Liufeng shook his head helplessly, "Xiao Han needs inspiration for painting."

Dongfang Han blinked, and asked curiously: "Then why do you have inspiration? Why don't I play a song for you!"

Ye Liufeng couldn't bear to refuse him, so he nodded.

Dongfang Han picked a leaf casually, sat beside Ye Liufeng, and played the only tune he knew.

Beautiful music sounded, lingering...

Ye Liufeng looked at Dongfang Han quietly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Everyone was listening to the beautiful music. Liu Yang and Chu Qingxue looked at Dongfang Han with glowing eyes. Liu Yang was still amazed after listening to it once. This is a very beautiful love song.

Wang Feng and Ouyang Lie looked at each other, and they both had an idea in their minds: they want to learn how to blow leaves with Dongfang Han.

After playing the song, Dongfang Han raised his head and looked at Ye Liufeng with anticipation, as if asking how it is?

Before Ye Liufeng spoke, Wang Feng and Ouyang Lie walked over and looked at Dongfang Han.

"Xiaohan, teach us to blow the leaves! The music you blow is very beautiful."

Dongfang Han looked at them uncertainly, "Do you want to learn to blow leaves?"

Wang Feng and Ouyang Lie nodded, Ye Liufeng was interested, and he also wanted to learn.

Dongfang Han's jewel-like eyes shone brightly, and the dazzling light bloomed, like a bright star in the dark, illuminating every corner.

With a wave of Ye Liufeng's hand, a spiritual paper appeared, his hand flew up and down, and a pair of star-like eyes appeared on the scroll.

Dongfang Han, Wang Feng, and Ouyang Lie saw Ye Liufeng painting, witnessing the creation of something from scratch, and they were very envious: Why don't there be such dexterous hands?

As soon as Ye Liufeng put away the magic pen, before he had time to appreciate it, Dongfang Han snatched it and said while admiring it: "So I'm so pretty! Especially my eyes..."

The eyes of Wang Feng and Ouyang Lie fell on Ye Liufeng, Wang Feng asked with a smile: "We are brothers, Liufeng, please draw me a picture too, be handsome and unrestrained."

Ouyang Lie looked at Ye Liufeng with bright eyes, "Please help me draw a picture of Xueer and me."

Ye Liufeng was a little helpless, "Painting needs inspiration, so don't be in a hurry."

Wang Feng and Ouyang Lie nodded and said in unison: "We are not in a hurry, we can wait."

Dongfang Han finally appreciated his painting, put it away carefully, and watched them surround Ye Liufeng to let them paint.

He walked over, looked at Wang Feng and Ouyang Lie, "Do you still want to learn to blow leaves?"

The three nodded in unison, Dongfang Han felt a sense of accomplishment, and carefully taught the three to play the music.

Dongfang Yu also listened carefully, he secretly memorized the melody, and wanted to play it to Jinghong later...

In the Divine Sword space, Jinghong decided to refine Zijin Yuling Pill, using Zijin Fruit, Ice Crystal Tianxin Grass... as the main medicine.

The Zijin Yuling Pill has the effect of nourishing and repairing the soul. If it weren't for the two icy crystal Tianxin grasses in the elixir that Dongfang Xu sent, she would have to look for it.

Jinghong took a deep breath, closed his eyes to adjust his emotions, opened his eyes and threw the purple spirit fire into the bottom of the alchemy furnace, and the purple spirit fire would burn blazingly.

She carefully threw the rare elixir into the alchemy furnace in an orderly manner... staring intently at the alchemy furnace.

Under the calcination of the purple spirit fire, the elixir was slowly refined into a liquid, and then slowly fused...

With the passage of time, the elixir in the alchemy furnace slowly took shape, Jinghong's heart moved, and ten drops of water from the treasure spring dropped into the alchemy furnace.

The purple-gold elixir slowly became round, dripping and spinning in the elixir furnace.

The light in Jinghong's beautiful eyes flickered, and he clapped his hand on the alchemy furnace, and ten pills were put into the white jade bottle...