The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

He Lou Yanhong leaned docilely in the emperor's arms, caressing his chest with jade hands, the emperor was itchy from her touch, and said with a smile: "Don't touch Yanyan, or I won't be able to spare you." He Lou Yan Hong raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and said with a smile: "Why did my concubine ask His Majesty to spare me?"

Seeing her charming and charming appearance, the emperor wanted her again. He hugged her into his arms, wishing to rub her into his flesh and blood, and said, "Yanyan, you really killed me."

"Well, yes, Your Majesty, this concubine really wants to ask His Majesty for something."

"What?" As soon as the emperor finished speaking, he felt a pain in his heart. He lowered his head in horror and saw that his chest was sunken by a slender hand. Twitching the corners of his mouth, no longer struggling, just watching with his eyes open until his heart ached and his eyes went black.

Hot blood flowed out from her heart, staining the white shirt she was only wearing after taking off the Xuanjia, and it made her shiver. He Lou Yanhong hooked his five fingers inward, directly took off his heart, held it and ate it. up.With the blood of the real dragon, the century-old fortune of the country belongs to him.

She squeezed the blood around her mouth, stretched out her hand to close his eyelids, and closed her eyes to feel that the spirit in her body was full of energy and mana, and she could faintly feel the calamity of alchemy hanging high in the sky. I can finally form a pill.Just like that, he walked out of the hall in a bloody robe full of ambition.

The guards stationed around the main hall, Huangmen, saw her coming out dressed like this, and stepped forward to stop her. Then they saw that the usually gentle and charming Concubine Yan suddenly showed a hideous and terrifying face. Whoever dared to step forward to stop her would be killed She fell to the ground with a whip, and the wound was deep enough to see the bone, and gradually eroded the surrounding area and continued to expand.

The most frightening thing is that as the long whip hits her body, the person being beaten doesn't feel pain, but feels a sense of exhilaration, crawling and pulling her whip, begging her to beat her more.

Seeing such an ugly state, He Lou Yanhong felt happy, laughed wildly, and said, "You little ones, you want me to hit you, but I won't hit you, get out of here. You're so ugly that it scares me."

After finishing speaking, she soared into the air until she jumped onto the roof, feeling that the heavenly catastrophe was on top, and the excitement of Jiedan contained a faint fear of the heavenly catastrophe. She folded her arms tremblingly, stomped her feet, and then raised her hand , the momentum was completely released, and he looked up at a line of fire that appeared in the sky.

In Yuan Da's camp, Shen Zhongyu, who had just finished drinking tea and went out to pour water, raised his head to see Ziwei falling and the scene of heavenly secrets being in such a mess, he couldn't help being surprised. After watching for a while, he was even more fascinated. I figured it out in my heart.

He didn't wake up until the moon was setting and the stars were sinking, the golden crow was rising again, and the faint morning light pierced through the mist. When he turned around, he saw Zhang Zhihe standing beside him, and said with a smile, "How long have you been standing here?"

"One hour and half a quarter longer." Zhang Zhihe said, "Sir, what did you see?"

"Ziwei star died, and the emperor collapsed again."

"Again?!" Zhang Zhihe heard the joke in Shen Zhongyu's words, and repeated it.

"Well, isn't it?"

"Sir, that's exactly what he said."

These two people who had no reverence for the emperor hid aside and secretly laughed, calculating how long it would take before they could enter the city.At this time, a scribe came, and said to them proudly and with some fear: "Your Highness, please invite two priests." Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Shen Zhongyu had a good talk with him along the way, and he said: "Daoist, Dazong of the Jin Kingdom is leading his ministers and clan to offer the city."

"Well, Your Highness is blessed by heaven, what do you look like?"

The man paused, and said: "The eunuch who escaped from the city said that in the middle of last night, Emperor Jin's bedroom was struck by lightning, and Emperor Jin died inside without escaping." The two looked at each other. After a glance, he also thought of He Lou Yanhong, and asked again: "It didn't rain yesterday, how could there be thunder? How did it go?" The Tai Chi Hall was smashed into scorched earth." Hearing this, Zhang Zhihe couldn't help but pause, did He Lou Yanhong form a pill?Shen Zhongyu held him down, put all the questions in his belly back, and said: "So that's how it is. We also saw the chaos in the heavenly secrets, and wanted to make a divination."

"The two priests have a heart."

The two fell behind, exchanged glances, and went to Yuan Dazhi's big tent. Seeing Yuan Dazhi's complacent look, they smiled slightly, cupped their hands and said, "Congratulations, Your Highness, on your success."

Yuan Da hurriedly gave a little help, and said: "The two masters are too polite. They obeyed the fate alone, protected the environment and the people, and finally achieved a great cause. I also hope that all the kings will work together to build a foundation for eternity and ensure eternal peace.

Seeing this, the counselor present was also a person with clear eyes and a bright heart, knelt down and said, "Long live my emperor!"

When Yuan Da heard this, he hurriedly postponed, "How can you be disloyal because of the great kindness of the Great Jin alone?! Don't mention it again." The man kneeling on the spot burst into tears, so moved that he couldn't control himself, said : "Your Highness is loyal, but the country cannot be without a king for a day, and now the court has no master, and His Highness still needs to work hard."

"Are you going to force Gu to become a disloyal person?"

Standing in the middle, Zhang Zhihe and Shen Zhongyu saw the person next to him kneeling on the ground like a candle, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Listening to their routine of three persuasion and three concessions, he wanted to laugh even more.

In the end, the entire camp of Ping Ping Pang Pong knelt down and persuaded Yuan Da to proclaim himself emperor, but Yuan Da reluctantly proclaimed himself emperor with tears streaming down his face.Because there was no yellow cloth in the camp, I had to tear off a piece from the banner and wrap it around him.What's rare is that the piece of yellow cloth that was just prepared, the dragon robe cut out of it actually fits very well, and the dragon patterns and flowers are very delicate, which is really destiny.

Shen Zhongyu probably knew the reason for Yuan Dayong's scene, and he probably wanted to use the power of the crowd to force the two of them to bow down to the new king as well, and he would help them up again to show respect, so as to show that "heaven and earth kings, relatives and teachers" cannot be violated.

It's a pity that Shen Zhongyu disdains the secular imperial power in his heart, and even dislikes Yuan Da himself.And Zhang Zhihe, who was cold-faced and warm-hearted, was also disappointed with Yuan Da's actions, and even refused to talk to him.

In the end, Yuan Da could only watch Shen and Zhang float away with a sullen face, and even pretended to be magnanimous, saying that they had the style of ancient sages. Fortunately, there were a group of counselors and generals to help them entertain themselves.

After many years, the two finally walked on Tianjie again. Thinking of the scene of fleeing in a hurry that day, it felt like a lifetime away.Because it is Xiancheng, everything in the city is okay. Although the situation is a little tense, the people in the city still have a bit of peace at the foot of the imperial capital.

The roadside peddler watched the two Taoist priests approaching arm in arm, and started to sell the gadgets on his stall. Shen Zhongyu picked out two sleeves that looked clumsy but not vulgar, and pulled Zhang Zhihe who was dazed aside. He said: "It's not easy for people to come here to set up a stall in the wilderness and chaos. You should also give me a good face."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhihe smiled at the stall owner, then threw down a few melon seeds and said, "I want them all."

The villain in Shen Zhongyu was pounding the table and laughing, hahaha, I knew he would be like this, this is so funny.

Seeing this, the stall owner looked at Zhang Zhihe in astonishment, then quickly stuffed the few melon seeds into his trousers waist, took a fur skin to wrap up the things on the stall, and stuffed them into Zhang Zhihe's hands , Said: "Money and goods are equal, you can't go back on your word."

Zhang Zhihe just said: "Of course not." Then he saw the man fly away.Zhang Zhihe looked at Shen Zhongyu who was blushing from the suppressed laughter, his eyes were puzzled, am I scary?

Shen Zhongyu motioned him to look around, and saw the peddlers next to him enthusiastically surrounding him with their own products. Zhang Zhihe was startled, holding the package, turned around and jumped onto the roof , and ran off the roof.

Seeing this, Shen Zhongyu was afraid of being caught, and immediately followed him, jumped on the roof tiles, and ran away without a trace after a while.

When he got to a remote place, Shen Zhongyu saw Zhang Zhihe squatting on the ground, with the burden spread out in front of him, like a stall. He was picking interesting and attractive things out of these rough things. come out.Seeing him like this, Shen Zhongyu felt better after being spoiled by Yuan Da, and squatted aside to pick and choose with him.

Finally, I picked out a pen holder carved from a tree root, which looked simple and cute; a rough pottery incense burner, with simple and uncommon colors, and spotted patterns, looked interesting...

The two picked and picked for a long time, and felt a dragon chant sounding in the dark, and when they looked up, they saw the old luck dragon hovering in the capital weeping and falling under the attack of the new dragon, and a little bit of dragon blood turned into gold-rimmed gold The blood cloud gradually dissipated.

The new dragon roamed around the capital for a week, and sent out a long howl to the wilderness and six heaps. The wind was surging, and the luck of the world gathered on it. Under the protection of the auspicious clouds, the golden light hung down, and it shed its scales and horns again, and finally let out a cry containing pain. With a contented dragon chant, a five-clawed golden dragon with all scales and horns took off its slough, as if taking off an inappropriate piece of clothing, and coiled around the Tianzhu in a more natural and atmospheric posture.

Shen Zhongyu sighed: "The new dynasty has been decided, we can go ask for favors."

Zhang Zhihe said: "Sir, I'm back, would you like to visit Kunlun?" Mr. Shen is a casual cultivator, and he is going to go to the Zongmen to cross the tribulation, even if it is not easy.

Shen Zhongyu glanced at Zhang Zhihe, feeling his heart, smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, and said: "That's very good."