: villain disqualification

It will take some time to find the monster, so the two chatted casually.

Nie Huaisang is naturally bragging about the calligraphy and painting antiques he collected. Jin Guangyao was raised by his mother since he was a child. His mother was also considered a talented woman in fireworks back then. , so the two have a lot in common.

While chatting, I saw one or two low-level little monsters running past. Although Jin Guangyao's cultivation is not very high, it is not too shallow. It is easy to handle these little monsters. , Bow and nock the arrow and hit it all at once.Then he took Nie Huaisang and handed him the monster-catching bag with Qinghe Nie's clan pattern on it, put it on his waist, and continued on his way.

Nie HuaiSang clapped his hands and said, "Third brother... he's good with the arrow, he hit the target right away."

Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "Stop flattering me, don't I know what I am doing? If you say it again... I almost believe that I am so good!"

Nie HuaiSang said: "What's the matter...you are stronger than me anyway. Third brother, you don't know...it's because your cultivation level is not high that you dare to assassinate Wen Ruohan, you are really brave! It seems to me that our talent is not good enough. It’s good that even if you don’t have a high level of cultivation, you can one day be able to stand out from others!”

Jin Guangyao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Huai Sang... Are you praising me or burying me? Why do I sound so wrong?"

Nie Huaisang said sincerely, "Of course I'm praising you, third brother..."

Jin Guangyao: "Okay..."

Nie HuaiSang said again: "Third Brother...Since I have praised you so much...May I ask you a favor?"

Jin Guangyao thought to himself, as expected, he was waiting for me here, so he smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

Nie Huaisang said coyly: "That's what... I'm collecting fans... I... I want Mr. Zewu's handwriting... When can you help me mention it to him and ask him to give it to me too?" How about drawing a fan?"

Jin Guangyao was startled and said, "Second Brother? He...does he paint?"

Nie Huaisang stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief: "Zewu-jun! Why don't you draw? You still don't know? Zewu-jun's paintings and calligraphy are the same as his face, how about the leader of the hundred schools of immortals... "

Jin Guangyao said thoughtfully: "Is that so..." He nodded to himself: "Indeed, Second Brother's handwriting is really extraordinary..." He has only seen the handwriting written by Lan Xichen, but he has never seen it before. his paintings.

Nie Huaisang clasped his hands again and said, "When I was studying in Yunshen, I saw him draw from time to time... Later, after he became the suzerain of the Lan family, he was probably too busy, so I hardly saw him draw. ...I'm too embarrassed to ask him...so...I can only ask you, third brother!"

Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "He's too busy to paint, what do you ask me to do? I'll help him with something so that he can paint for you when he's free?"

Nie HuaiSang said: "That's different! If it's the third brother, you go to ask the second brother... no matter how busy he is, he will definitely find some time to draw."

Jin Guangyao: "Oh?"

Nie Huaisang said: "Who doesn't know that Zewu-jun and Lianfang-zun are the closest...others may not be able to, but the third brother's face, the second brother will definitely sell it!!"

Jin Guangyao said: "It's the same if your elder brother calls him! Maybe the effect will be better." After all, he is a righteous brother.

Nie Huaisang stared and said: "Third brother, you must be joking... I don't know if my eldest brother will help me to ask Mr. Zewu when he hears it, but I know that I am still playing with those things without giving up, breaking my leg is certain. , I know for sure."

Jin Guangyao chuckled, at this moment a little monster flashed past the two of them, "Ah..." Jin Guangyao hurriedly bent his bow and set up an arrow and shot it out. One arrow hit the target, but the other arrow was almost at the same time. Shoot that little monster.

The two looked in the direction of the arrow, but they saw a man in white clothes Shengxue riding a snow-white horse in the distance, wasn't it Lan Xichen?

Nie Huaisang leaned closer to Jin Guangyao's ear and whispered, "Cao Cao, Cao Cao...Third Brother... I'll leave this to you."

Jin Guangyao smiled helplessly and nodded.

Lan Xichen rode over and said with a smile, "Coincidentally..."

"Second brother..."

"Zewu-jun."

Lan Xichen looked at Nie Huaisang and nodded, "Huaisang," then he looked at Jin Guangyao unconsciously tinged with joy and pampering, and smiled again: "Didn't you just say you won't end? Are you holding the bow and drawing the strings here?"

Jin Guangyao took off the Nie's Demon Hunting Bag from his waist, shook it and said with a smile, "I was sent by Second Young Master Nie..."

Nie HuaiSang was dissatisfied, "Third Brother..."

Jin Guangyao explained again with a smile: "Huai Sang twisted his ankle, he was afraid that he would make big brother angry if he returned with nothing...Ze Wu-jun...you have to keep it a secret."

Lan Xichen smiled and nodded.

Jin Guangyao got an inch, and deliberately pretended to be pitiful and pointed at the little demon who was shot, and said, "Then... Zewu-jun, can you show your hand... let this little prey be given to us two poor people." Is there a person?"

Lan Xichen smiled "puchi" and said, "Okay."

Jin Guangyao went to pick it up and put it in a bag.