Kryptonian Demon Lord

　　 Embroidered bed boudoir, red dust gauze tent.

　　Ms. Lu is wearing a short slim-fitting short dress, and she is busy with a type pen in front of her dressing table.

　　 In the corner of the dressing table, there are still some messy bottles and jars.

　　 These are all the precious cosmetics brought back by the third son of the groom's official An's family from the trustees in the main city.

　　 On her embroidered bed, there is also a set of phoenix crown xiamen made by the famous embroiderer, but now it has been rudely crumpled into a ball.

　　 The day after tomorrow is the day Miss Lu Yuwei will be out of the pavilion, but it seems that she has no intention of preparing.

　　 She spends more energy on other things.

　　For example...drawing!

　　 Lu Yuwei's painting skills are good, and in a short while a portrait of a person appears on the paper.

　　 She looked at it, and nodded in satisfaction.

　　 then turned around and threw himself on the embroidery bed, rummaged for a while, and found a yellow tablecloth.

　　 If Wu Hao were here, he would definitely recognize that this tablecloth was the one used to depict the portrait of the thief when he lost money.

　　 Later, he came to Lu Mansion with a portrait to discuss an explanation, but learned that Song San had been fired, so he went to report to the official at Miss Lu's suggestion.

　　 This tablecloth was thrown away by him.

　　 just don't know why it appeared in Lu Yuwei's hands again.

　　 Lu Yuwei carefully held the tablecloth, holding the portrait of Song San on it and comparing it with his copy.

　　 Then she murmured: "Still like this, still like this... It's just the shape, not the god! Is the talent of my Asura clan really bad?"

　　 Annoyed, she crumpled her new work into a ball and threw it away.

　　 The paper ball fell precisely in the wastebasket at the door.

　　 There have been densely thrown in half a basket, all of them are like paper balls.

　　 Lu Yuwei wanted to knead the tablecloth again to vent, but she didn't know what she thought of, and put the tablecloth away carefully.

　　 Then, Feng Guanxia she got up in bed was rubbing...

　　 "Impossible, impossible, it is impossible for a mortal to draw such a soulful painting!"

　　 "The surname Yao must have a secret!"

　　 When Lu Yuwei saw the portrait of Song San, he noticed its extraordinary.

　　 So, after Wu Hao threw it away, she quickly picked it up at home and preserved it like a treasure.

　　 She is not the ignorant fools like Bai Yangcheng, she is a person with a higher education.

　　 The academic studies in the world of red dust generally include three levels of academy, academy, and academy. Although she has never studied in the holy city academy, she is an excellent student in the academy in the main city.

　　 She has already surpassed ninety-nine percent of the people in Baiyang City in her understanding of the affairs of the squads in the Red Dust Realm.

　　 The Red Dust Realm is a transit point between the Demon Realm and the heavens and all realms, and it is also a rare peace zone in the Demon Realm.

　　This kind of environment has made it a communication platform for all races of the demon world, an education base for the newborn demon tribe, and an important channel for the demon world to get to know the outside world.

　　It's not obvious in a small city like Baiyang City. When you arrive in the main city or the holy city, you will be able to see a prosperous scene.

　　 Whether it is a new practice or a big brother who has lived for tens of millions of years, they hide their identities and communicate like mortals.

　　Information from the heavens and worlds circulates here, and all kinds of cultures and spiritual concepts meet here.

　　 Having undergone the baptism of these concepts, Lu Yuwei has her own understanding of cultivation.

　　 As far as she knows, in the world outside of the heavens, although there are many ways to live, but the most common and common ways are still two kinds of spiritual practice.

　　 Road and Demon!

　　 Lu Yuwei knows a great man. That lord has summed up countless Taoist and magic gate techniques and made a unique explanation of Tao and magic.

　　 Dao is logic.

　　The seeker just wants to use reasonable logic to understand and explore the world. They use known logic to explain everything in this world. Anything that can be explained is in line with their Tao, and what can't be explained is a heresy that doesn't comply with their Tao.

　　Magic is art.

　　The way the magic gate knows the world is completely different from that of Taoism. They use their senses and cognition to explore and comprehend. To understand everything in the world from a spiritual level. Compared with Taoism, it will show more unknowns and uncertainties. This is also its charm.

　　The way is determined by heaven, and the devil is born by the heart!

　　 The Red Dust Realm can shield and limit sentient beings’ induction of extraordinary powers, but it cannot limit people’s hearts.

　　 If you can make works that contain spiritual will in the world of red dust, it means the awakening of the heart, and it is a natural demon!

　　Although Lu Yuwei has also observed works that contain spiritual will in the past, it is a masterpiece of masterpieces. She only knows it's a cow, but she can't tell where the cow is.

　　 Lu Yuwei was deeply moved when she saw Wu Hao's portrait that resembled hand-painted graffiti.

　　 The painting skills above are good for ordinary people. But it seemed to her that she could only say it was good.

　　 The key is the artistic conception contained in it.

　　 just took a glimpse, that Song San's nasty and hateful appearance is ready to show, people can't wait to get him out and give him a meal, and let him double the owner's money.

　　 Lu Yuwei knew that she didn't have this idea. But as soon as I look at this painting, ideas can't help but come to my heart.

　　 This is the spiritual will, the devil's heart of the painter!

　　 Even if she copied hundreds of times, it would be difficult for her to comprehend something.

　　 Thinking of this, Lu Yuwei sighed quietly, and said silently: "Yao Wudang...we will meet again!"

　　咚咚咚!

　　 At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

　　 "Go in!"

　　 Lu Yuwei responded indifferently.

　　 She didn't go to clean up the messy room, because in this mansion, no one can blame her.

　　 Lai Ren is a rich-looking middle-aged man, dressed very luxuriously.

　　 In Baiyang City, he has a prominent identity.

　　Lu Family Patriarch, Master Lu!

　　 As the leading patriarch of the big family in the city, even City Lord Baiyang has to give Master Lu a little bit of face.

　　 But now this old master Lu looks cautious in front of his "daughter".

　　 "See the envoy..." As soon as Master Lu was about to bow, he saw Lu Yuwei frown.

　　 Halfway through the ceremony, he abruptly took it back.

　　 Straighten up, coughed slightly, and continued to speak: "That... Yuwei..."

　　 Lu Yuwei said coldly: "Make this low-level mistake again~www.readwn.com~Go back to the abyss of blood!"

　　 Master Lu is only a promise and dare not refute it.

　　 After hitting Master Lu, Lu Yuwei asked, "What's the matter?"

　　 Master Lu didn't dare to neglect, and quickly replied: "Respect...hehe...that...Yuwei, you are really a good plan, then Song San really has an accident!"

　　 Then, he explained in detail Song San’s “hand betting” in the casino that he had just inquired about.

　　 Lu Yuwei nodded and murmured: "With a weapon in his body, he will be murderous. You really did it!"

　　 This is purely her subjective conjecture, without the slightest evidence.

　　 But she is a member of the magic door, and she doesn't need that thing at all. The art in her heart tells her that this is the only possible result.

　　 So the case was solved.

　　 After a while, Master Lu continued to ask: "Then what shall we do and watch the changes?"

　　 Lu Yuwei shook her head: "Find a reliable person and ask him to encourage Song San and his son to report to the official. Remember the name of the murderer, Yao, Wu, Dang!"

　　 Waiting until Master Lu took her order to leave, Lu Yuwei looked back at the portrait on the tablecloth in a daze.

　　 "This little surprise is far from enough, just let the City Lord's Mansion weigh your instrument..."

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