The Sword Cultivator Forced to Transfer

Indeed, the little yellow picture drawn by Huaxiu is really well drawn.

The black-haired man, half-clothed and frank, was reclined on a soft couch under the peach blossom tree.The whole head of black hair is scattered on the couch, and the upper body is almost completely naked, revealing a large piece of smooth and flat chest and abdominal muscles. Only a thin piece of gauze can be placed on the area below the abdomen, half-covered and half-covered. The slender white legs were folded on the couch, with a meandering posture.

The man was lying on his back, facing a branch full of peach blossoms, showing a handsome and clear face.

The wind blows, and the peach blossoms on the branches fall.

Covered on the man's red lips.

Another gust of stronger wind blew, and the peach blossoms all over the tree rustled down, falling on the man's hair, chest...

Peach blossom people under the peach blossom tree, pink-faced peach halo.

As far as the level of this picture is concerned, it is colorful but not sloppy, the picture is clean, and the color tone is small and fresh.

The overall painting style is positive and uplifting, and the spring is bright.

Lively and fragrant.

As expected of Xiao Huangtu's big hand, you will know if there is one as soon as you make a move.

The painter said that this is the best picture he has ever drawn, not nonsense.

However, I'm afraid this painting repair is not stupid?

If you draw a small yellow picture of a person in front of people, isn't that just for a draw?

Ye Jiangxue has never been a good-tempered person, although most of the time, he has no temper.But he is a swordsman who mainly kills with weapons, and he is still a genius swordsman who has the reputation of killing people with blood.

Can it be a good tempered person?

To put it bluntly, killing people is like chopping vegetables, and they don't even bat an eyelid when they see blood.

It can be said that when Ye Jiangxue saw that... self-portrait of him, his whole body was instantly shocked, no less than a lightning strike.

His pupils shrank violently, his face was livid, and the hands holding the painting trembled.

He turned his head stiffly, staring at the painting repairman in front of him who was complacent and immersed in the joy of just drawing a masterpiece, with a murderous look on his face.

The next second—

There was a clang, and the sword was unsheathed.

A cold light flashed across the room.

The cold sword light reflected Huaxiu's pale face.

Ye Jiangxue held the sword against Huaxiu's neck with one hand, and was about to tear the painting with the other hand.

Seeing this, Hua Xiu, who was still trembling and frightened, suddenly felt as if he had eaten spinach. He was so bold that he rushed over, grabbed Ye Jiangxue's hand, and said loudly: "Don't, don't!" No, stop it!"

"You are angry with me, you want to kill, kill me! Don't do anything to the peerless stunning painting!" Huaxiu said loudly.

For a moment, the world was silent.

Deadly still.

However, Ye Jiangxue really stopped. He glanced at the hand holding him, begging Huaxiu, and asked, "Why?"

"Why, risk your life to protect it? Such filthy things shouldn't exist in this world." Ye Jiangxue.

"And then?" Listening to Huaxiu, who survived the catastrophe, describe this thrilling deed in an exaggerated, almost exaggerated tone, his friend looked at him and asked curiously: "And then? He didn't kill you ?”

"If he kills me, you won't be able to see me now." Huaxiu said, his face was full of joy and emotion, "It's really not easy for people to live in this world!"

"It feels so good to be alive." Hua Xiu.

The friend looked at him with curiosity in his eyes. He was very interested in this matter and had many questions.

"He didn't kill you, what about the painting? Did he destroy it?" asked the friend.

The painting repairer glanced at him and said, "Is there any need to ask? With me here, can he destroy that painting? Even if I risk my life, I will keep that painting. I'm not bragging, that painting Portrait painting, no one can surpass it for 500 years."

The friend laughed immediately when he heard the words, "So confident."

Huaxiu thought for a while, and said: "It's not so much that I have self-confidence, it's better to say that Ye Wuhui's demeanor is too shocking."

Ye Jiangxue is also called Ye Wuhui outside because of the title of "When the sword goes out, there will be no return, and blood will kill."

"Figure painting is not so much a presentation of the artist's skills as it is a test of the grace and appearance of the person in the painting." The painting repairer said, "The true meaning of the painting is nothing more than a truth. The realm of beauty."

"A figure painting that can fascinate the world, the person in the painting must have a world-renowned appearance." Huaxiu said, and then admired, "Ye Wuhui's appearance is magnificent, full of grace, no one can match. "

My friend understood what he said, that is to say, no one can surpass Ye Jiangxue in appearance and demeanor within 500 years, so his figure painting cannot be surpassed.

"No, no, it's too superficial for you to say that. To be precise, no one can be better than Ye Jiangxue, find a better painter than me, and draw such a painting. So this painting, It cannot be surpassed." The painting repairman said triumphantly, who am I, I am the No.1 painter in the past and present.

The friend wisely didn't entangle him on this topic, but instead asked the main point, "Then why didn't Ye Jiangxue destroy that painting."

"This..." Huaxiu got stuck when he heard the words, "To be honest, I don't know why."

He thought for a while, and said, "Probably one of the words I said at that time moved him."

At that time, Hua Xiu, who was all about keeping his stunning masterpiece, faced Ye Jiangxue's question and said a lot in a panic, "I didn't expect you to be such a person!" Condemned him, "Filthy? Where is the filth?"

"What a beautiful picture of spring is this?" Hua Xiudao said, "Even if there is a slight hint, this is also the ethics of heaven and earth, and the righteous way of yin and yang."

"An emotion that can't be more normal!" Huaxiu looked aggressively, "How do you think you got here? How did your parents give birth to you?"

"Don't you think that your father and mother will have you by holding hands? Ignorant, too ignorant!" Huaxiu said bitterly, "Superficial, too superficial!"

"Didn't your father teach you this when you were young?"

Haven't you ever taken a physiology and hygiene class?

Ye Jiangxue glanced at him with a calm expression on her face.

Not really.

Ye Guanghan, tsk, that older single dog who has lived for nearly a thousand years and is still a pitiful virgin.

Huaxiu was choked by his eyes, and then said angrily, "Could it be that you meet a sweetheart in the future, don't you want to give her such a stunning masterpiece?"

"Maybe if you send it out this morning, you will get what you want tonight!" said Hua Xiu.

"..." Ye Jiangxue.

He raised his eyes, glanced at the indignant Huaxiu in front of him, and silently withdrew his sword.

Turned around and left.

With that picture.

The painter who had escaped the catastrophe was immediately relieved, his whole body limp on the ground.

saved.

"So, tell me, why did Ye Wuhui suddenly change his mind and let me go?" Huaxiu looked at his friend suspiciously and asked.

The friend picked up the teacup, bowed his head and took a sip of tea, smiling without saying a word.

Therefore, in Ye Jiangxue's collection, there is an extra portrait that was intended to be given to her younger brother.

Because of harmony problems, this portrait was hidden and shelved.

Perhaps one day in the future, there will be a chance to send it out.

Who can tell?

However, the gift that was originally planned for the younger brother was gone, so I had to find other alternatives.

Back to Shangqingzong, Zangjian Peak

Ye Guanghan looked at the eldest son's disapproving expression and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him at all. He just felt weak for a while. As the eldest son, he was good at everything, but when facing the youngest son, he was too unprincipled.

There is no bottom line for pampering and favoring, and Ye Guanghan has a lot of headaches because of this. He was originally worried that Ye Wuchen would lose his temper because of pampering.Over the years, he has been forcing himself to be cruel to Ye Wushen and teach him severely.

But there is someone holding back behind him!

In terms of teaching Ye Wushen, Ye Jiangxue is really a well-deserved pig teammate.

Apart from other things, Ye Jiangxue has traveled abroad in recent years, and the frequency of letters sent home is like this. To Ye Guanghan, there is a letter every three months. Most of the time, there is only a short sentence on it, safe and sound, don't read it.

special formula.

Through the letter, Ye Guanghan could feel the icy cold air that belonged to Ye Jiangxue, and the expressionless ice cube face rushing towards him.

Stomach pain...

And when it comes to Ye Wushen, the frequency of one letter for three days is basically maintained, three days!

This is the love between Taoist couples who are inseparable and inseparable, and they will not exchange letters so frequently.

"..." Ye Guanghan who happened to know the communication time between them once.

Mixed feelings.

Didn't you tell me last month that you found a secret place and wanted to explore it?

How come you still have time to write to your brother!

Moreover, every time Ye Jiangxue wrote a letter home to Ye Wuchen, it was three pages long, three pages! !

Ye Guanghan, who accidentally saw his youngest son with bare feet lying on the bed reading a letter from his elder brother, was in a bad mood. He never knew that Ye Jiangxue had so many words.

Three pages of letters! ! !

Asking himself, Ye Guanghan felt that he himself would not be able to write such a long letter home.

Every day, big and small, is written in the letter, and it is written in a wonderful and interesting way, with witty words, and the plot can be called ups and downs.The writing is not inferior to those travel essays, which shows that a lot of thought has been spent.

Ye Guanghan cursed in his heart, this kid...

The family letter written to his younger brother is so long, it seems like there are endless words that can't be explained clearly, and the letter written to him...is there three lines of words!

The old father is not happy, and has a little emotion!

however--

There is a reason for Ye Jiangxue to do this. He doesn't really discriminate. Hey!

In fact, it was just that Ye Wushen once told Ye Jiangxue that he was curious about the outside world, interested in his brother's travel experiences, and regretted that he was too young to go out and measure this vast world for himself.

After Ye Jiangxue heard this, she recorded every experience she had, every place she saw and heard, and told him.

This world is beautiful, Ye Jiangxue should teach his younger brother to understand this world in his own way.

Along with the letter, there are special products and treasures from all over the world, as well as various interesting and rare new things that Ye Jiangxue obtained in the secret realm.

"You are still young, when you are able to set foot in this world yourself, let me be your eyes." Ye Jiangxue stroked his younger brother's head and said so tenderly to him.

This is the convention.