Cultivation card draw NPC

Yuan Zeshan walked into the corridor with Jiang Qinfeng to demonstrate for his puppet.

The hand of the young master of the demon world was pale and thin, as if he had not seen the light all year round. He stopped ten centimeters away from the door, and a golden light barrier faintly floated in the air, and he could not move forward. Hidden weapons, Xuanling bronze bells, even if a bird enters by mistake, the owner of the house will know in an instant.

It is also because of this that Yuan Zeshan does not underestimate the upright young master of the Jiang family at all, allowing the other party to behave like Huai Jin holding Yu and Yu Jie Song Zhen. Dirt, shady activities, shocking filth.

What kind of dark secret is hidden behind this door, and it is so troublesome to set up so many traps?

He is used to seeing hypocrites who are duplicity, and he expected Jiang Youlin to be just like his bedroom, which seems gentle and harmless, but if you step into it and go beyond the thunder pool, you will find that it is full of thorns, hidden traps, and full of growth everywhere. No one can remove the poisonous thorn, and no one can penetrate it.

"The enchantment here is tight, don't act rashly, just call him out."

Hee hee, don't act rashly?

Jiang Qinfeng's expression was extremely innocent, but there was a trace of malice in his eyes. He used his ability to pretend to be stupid to the extreme.

Five years ago, he broke through the barrier twice, the first time he was locked outside the door, and the second time he hacked with all his strength with the Spiritual Heart Sword to break through. Perhaps it was because he had broken the barrier and alerted City Lord Jiang and the others. , The protective measures of the room were strengthened more and more, just as Yuan Zeshan said, not even a fly could fly in.

Yuan Zeshan's fingertips only touched the ends of his hair: "You—"

Mo Wanwan also opened her eyes wide in surprise and covered her mouth.

Jiang Qinfeng: "..."

Who would have thought that the indestructible barrier seemed to be sleeping in front of him, unimpeded, letting him all the way to the door without any danger.

It was as if a fully armed soldier dropped his guns and disarmed in front of him, and was defeated, and it was also as if a fortified city opened its doors in front of distinguished guests, welcoming them extremely.

This has to lead to a strange guess, perhaps the people in the room have been waiting for his arrival for a long time.

Never would I have imagined that five years ago, I could not get in even if I worked hard five years ago, but now I can get in easily!

Jiang Qinfeng: Although I am very touched, it is obviously inappropriate now.

The two onlookers, Yuan Zeshan and Yuan Zeshan, were also stunned. They didn't expect that the Jiang family brothers would have such a deep bond after five years of absence.

The young master of the demon world continued to order: "Go in and try, return to normal state, and steal his sachet."

Jiang Qinfeng gently pushed the door open, stepped into the room quietly and closed the door behind him, noticing that Yuan Zeshan and Mo Wanwan's eyes had finally disappeared, he relaxed his shoulders, leaned against the door, and showed a faint wry smile.

He never thought that there would be a day when he would break into Jiang Youlin's bedroom at night...

The gilded copper lamps in the house are shining brightly, and the thick mist from the auspicious animal incense burner on the mahogany table rises upwards, and the smoke everywhere is warm. Compared with the cold night outside the house, it is as comfortable and dry as spring flowers blooming.

With a cursory sweep, the whole room was brightly lit, filled with countless candles and candles, which flickered inadvertently, just like the stars twinkling in the sky, giving him a helpless illusion that a thief sneaked in and the room was full of people.

"I really haven't slept yet."

"Xiaofeng? Why are you here?"

Jiang Youlin wears a snow-white gown with curly cloud pattern inside, a black-bottomed gray-patterned crane cloak on the outside, straight collar and large sleeves, with silver-white edges, exuding a sense of elegance and integrity throughout the body, with an embroidered sachet hanging from a black belt, graceful and graceful, as if The most decent son in the world.

Although he looked up in surprise, a strand of hair was casually hanging on his forehead, but his whole body was tense. He was sitting upright in front of the short table. A single sprig of Qinxiang Osmanthus, with stamens like wax, forms an interesting contrast.

A white wrist like frost and snow is exposed from the big black sleeve, and a black jade pekoe pen is firmly held by white jade fingers, and the moist pen tip just hits on the long eyelashes like a butterfly, outlining the smiling face of the young man who is thinking about it, meticulously It seems that on the portrait spread in front of him, one boy is his own appearance, the other boy has no face, and the well-shaped pupils are only half painted, which makes people guess.

"It's me... the night is dark, what are you doing?"

Jiang Qinfeng raised his hand to lift the overlapping hanging veils, and walked up step by step.

This road is full of scrolls spread out, it seems that there are so many of them, there is nowhere to display them.

He looked down for a moment, and found that all of them were pictures of him playing with Jiang Youlin, some of them were fighting swords in the courtyard, and some of them were playing together in the mortal world. Mention, all vivid on paper——

There is also a boat tour to enjoy the scenery of Yunluo Tianhe, which is jaw-droppingly restored.

The young man who flew over the ship was dressed in a pink and purple dress, his appearance was dusty, and his silk was fluttering. Jiang Youlin also followed behind the celestial girl, with a relaxed posture, as graceful as a frightened bird, gently grasping the corner of the boy's skirt with the tip of his outstretched fingers, as if touching an unreachable cloud, a dream full of delusional thoughts.

These scrolls have different techniques, brush strokes, and different paper and pigments. It can be seen that they were not created all at once. They may have been accumulated over a period of five years, and they can slowly trace the gradual growth of the painter.

With the passage of time, the poor man's painting skills have become more and more mature, but his yearning and persistence for the boy in the pen have not weakened in the slightest. Bone erosion ecstasy.

Seeing that Jiang Qinfeng was concentrating on watching, a suspicious blush crossed Jiang Youlin's fair face, he bit his lip, squeezed the blood, and his eyes moved, showing shyness and anticipation.

The shyness lies in this weird habit being discovered by the Lord, and the expectation lies in... He is proud of his heart, and in this habit, he also longs for the response and appreciation of the other party.

Jiang Qinfeng finished admiring another picture of the fireworks on the roof. This picture perfectly replicated the scene where he and Xie Lingtan watched the fireworks at that time, except that Xie Lingtan beside him was replaced by Jiang Youlin himself.

He looked up and saw Jiang Youlin looking at him anxiously, as if he was afraid that he would blame him.

But what's the matter...

He knew that the two of them didn't get along, so such childish teasing was cute and funny, and it made people feel distressed to use this method to make up for their regrets.

"Hahaha, your drawing is really good. Just relying on my words to describe it, the drawing is so similar. Why didn't you mention it in the letter?"

The younger brother's blinking eyes were like fireflies. He looked and looked, picked up a picture of a big hot pot with both hands, and nodded quite satisfied:

"This pair is so warm. Every time I celebrate the New Year, I always wonder why my brother can't be by my side. It just makes up for the regret. I want to put it away and treasure it."

Jiang Youlin was delighted when he heard his praise and encouragement.

The sharp thorns softened into mud, the thorns lost their barbs, and the heart was not as high-profile as Yuan Zeshan's, and it just turned into a puddle of sweet, greasy, soft and rotten stuff, bubbling with steaming small bubbles, without shape or shape. The tricks are in order, and even the breath is full of trembling sweetness.

Since the first time he received a letter from Shangqing, he has been fascinated by the scenes described in the letter. He only hates that he has no spiritual field, no chance to cultivate immortality, and the Shangqing is to him, this life is just a distant dream.Since the evil thoughts were born in his heart, he did not realize that he fell into a dream. After waking up from the dream, he looked around blankly, but his brother was no longer by his side, and he couldn't help but fell into even greater pain.

When he came back to his senses, every time he thought of his younger brother, he would already hold a pen in his hand, move the ink on the paper, and think deeply into the bone marrow, so he would draw meticulously and meticulously. Related to Jiang Qinfeng——

Long-term lovesickness is long-term dependence, short-term lovesickness is infinite.

If you can't walk with your body, then let your delusion splash ink into the painting wantonly. Even if Jiang Youlin is the only one who knows and witnesses in this world, he will walk through thousands of mountains and thousands of miles hand in hand with the little boy in his heart.

"Oh, bad, I interrupted your painting... Why is my face empty? I remember to send portraits and post pictures every year. Could it be that my brother still can't remember what I look like?"

Jiang Qinfeng walked to his side and leaned over to take a look. Because of the painter's distraction, the pen tip soaked and diffused a large ink color on the rice paper, which fell on the young snow-white and handsome face. .

In short, the heart is unruly and the crime is serious.

Only then did Jiang Youlin regain his senses, raised his wrist, put away the brush, and shook his head lightly: "It's okay, it's my fault that I was distracted. Although I asked you for photo beads and portraits, I have to see it with my own eyes before I write seriously."

Originally, painting was to fill his regrets, but in the end it fueled his paranoia.

He could imagine the fine snow on the cloud platform, the bright sky and the river, the bells of the waterfall, the beautiful scenery of the fairyland, the rare treasures, everything and everything, all at his fingertips, completely natural, but he could no longer see Jiang Qinfeng's grown-up face clearly, even if he wanted a portrait And the photobead, also erratic, like looking at flowers in the fog, watching the moon in the water, leaving only a powerless blank——

When I saw him until today, everything was complete and everything was gathered, which made him ecstatic, and he couldn't help but stand up in a cloak in the cold autumn night, to make up the face of his beloved brother.

"You...why are you dressed like this, with disheveled clothes and loose hair, did you come to brother to comfort you after you woke up from a nightmare?" He smiled.

Jiang Qinfeng quickly waved his hand: "No, I'm here for the demon cultivator who sneaked into Linjiang City."

Then he explained clearly how Yuan Zeshan controlled himself to steal the poison elixir, and only adjusted the details, such as how to lock the soul bell, he didn't want to be involved in the battle between the players, so he blurted it into today In the evening, Yuan Zeshan failed to cast a spell.

"He actually used the Soul Locking Bell to control you? How bold."

The corners of Jiang Youlin's lips twitched into a smile, he didn't know what plan was in his mind, it was more terrifying than other people's anger.

Jiang Qinfeng: "You want to catch him? Wouldn't it be risky to use the real poison pill?"

Jiang Youlin untied the sachet on his waist and handed it directly to his younger brother: "If you want to catch wolves, you still have to give up some meat."

Jiang Qinfeng: "Do you want to put some poison in the sachet? Hidden weapon?"

"No, trust me, it's for your own good... eh? What is this?"

Jiang Youlin stood up, just now he was shocked to find his hobby, and finally saw a pair of red embroidered brocade boots on his younger brother's feet, which were out of tune with his usual attire.

"This young master of the Demon Realm is a master who loves others. He even considered my brother's cold feet."

The end of the sentence raised slightly, and he didn't know what scene he thought of. The smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth, and even the soft almond eyes that were usually not aggressive were cold and cold.

These successive incidents made him, the elder brother, burst into panic, anger and anxiety.Why do people always covet his younger brother?Why is there always someone blocking the connection between them?

He He--

"Xiaofeng, I want to tell you something."

Jiang Qinfeng had an intuition that the atmosphere was not right, and he said fearfully: "The magician is still outside, we should not delay—"

"No, let them wait first, I believe he is patient and can afford to wait."

Jiang Qinfeng nodded obediently: "Well, what's the matter?"

His elder brother stared at his cute appearance, and suddenly smiled very beautifully and brilliantly, his eyes were bright, the brown pupils seemed to be soaked in water, sparkling,

"Xiaofeng, he is about to grow into a real man. There is a saying that goes, 'Death and life are in harmony, talk to Zicheng. Hold your hand, and grow old together with you.' It seems a bit unreasonable, but it is just extremely It's just a few people's show off, but the world is more about the pain of separation and the sadness of betrayal, you know? My brother is the most reluctant to see you sad."

"Hmm... do you mean to tell me not to fall in love early?" Jiang Qinfeng tasted it.

Jiang Youlin was afraid of being hated by him, so he continued to speak softly, persuading: "...Well, it's all for fun, don't be sincere. Brother knows that you are excellent, and there will be many people around you. The reason why you are so long-winded now is because you are worried. You are young and inexperienced, and you were deceived by someone with evil intentions."

"I've never been reluctant to be strict with you. I only ask you for one thing. Don't be sincere. How about it? Are you willing to promise me?"

Maybe his expression was too eager, or maybe his eyes were too gentle, Jiang Qinfeng nodded blankly, as a promise.

The moment he nodded, the system prompted: "Congratulations, master! Your covenant with Jiang Youlin has passed the causality test of the system, and you will be rewarded with an SR-level love card [Jiang Youlin·Acacia Bone Red]~"

Jiang Qinfeng: Huh?Can this also drop cards?The obsession is too strong!

He clicked to view:

[Card Name]: Jiang Youlin Acacia with Bone Red

[Traiders]: Shang Country, Linjiang City, Jiang Youlin

【Task Content】:

Task 20. The player has not had a love/sexual relationship with a woman before the age of 0. (1/240), complete the task to get [-] achievement points.

Task 20. The player did not have a love/sexual relationship with Chai Jingyan before the age of 0. (1/240), complete the task to get [-] achievement points.

Task 20. The player did not have a love/sexual relationship with Yuan Zeshan before the age of 0. (1/240), complete the task to get [-] achievement points.

[Exclusive rewards for cards]: After completing all tasks, players will drop SR-level props card [Broken Love·Second Grade Unfeeling Pill].

Jiang Qinfeng: Huh? ? ?Why is it different from what you said on the surface?What is Xiaojiang thinking in his head?