On how to turn a kind protagonist into a black lotus

While the two were looking at each other, the Patriarch of the Liu family who was standing on the stage began to speak.

"Liu is here to welcome everyone. I believe everyone knows that I have recently obtained a picture of a beauty. I have heard some remarks about this picture of a beauty from the outside world. No matter what it is, I will post this picture today. Here's a picture for you to see."

As he spoke, a servant behind him brought up the scroll.The sandalwood painting scroll was hung above the high platform, and as soon as the hand was released, the scroll was fully unfolded.

No matter what the reason was for those who sat down, they were all shocked when they saw this painting.

The woman in the painting is smiling sweetly, her blue hair is tied up only by a hosta, she is wearing a blue and white dress, holding a long-handled fan.

The picture is clean, except for a few just right lotus flowers, there is nothing else.

No matter what it is for, everyone here should praise the talent of closing the moon to shame flowers.

The Patriarch of the Liu family seemed very satisfied with how they saw God, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

"This picture of a beautiful woman is really extraordinary." Someone praised, and everyone slowly recovered, and also praised a few words.

After regaining their senses, the thoughtful group of people began to observe the picture carefully, and it seemed that there was nothing special about it. Perhaps it was necessary to hold it in their hands to discover the mystery hidden in it.

"I have held this painting in my hands for many days, and I haven't found any difference in it. I think those rumors are just rumors. The purpose of inviting everyone here today is to destroy it in front of everyone!"

After he finished speaking, ignoring the exclamation of the people below, he took the torch from the servant's hand and threw it to the high platform behind him.

In windy weather, and the high platform built of wood was soaked in oil in advance, when the torch touched it, it immediately seemed like a prairie fire, approaching the beauty map.

Although everyone was a little bit reconciled, they couldn't say anything, and besides, the painting couldn't be saved.

Suddenly, a cup of tea suddenly went to the high platform, and the moment the teacup touched the high platform, the ice quickly covered the entire high platform!

Looking again, a white figure was already standing on the top of the high platform. He took off the painting, and Bai Zhaojun's ink hair moved with the wind, "Since you don't want it, why not give it to me."

When everyone saw his face, they immediately reacted, "Bai Zhaojun, it's you! How dare you appear here!"

"There are only you trash here, why don't you dare!" He said with disdain in his tone, and after he finished speaking, he stepped onto the eaves and disappeared in a short while.

"Hurry up! We must not let this devil escape again!" Someone reminded, and everyone immediately summoned their natal artifacts and chased after Bai Zhaojun.

Chu Qing had guessed his identity early in the morning, and immediately followed him when he saw him leaving.

After an unknown amount of time, Bai Zhaojun walked to a huge lake, and after confirming that he had shaken off all those annoying guys, Bai Zhaojun stopped.

The beauty picture was in his hand, but he didn't open it immediately, but said coldly to the tree, "Come out."

"Shusha—" There was a sound among the dense branches and leaves, and Chu Qingming revealed his face, "It's not that I don't want to come out, it's that I ran out of energy when chasing you just now."

If you jump directly from such a height, you will definitely break your butt into eight petals.

"Then you stay up there." Bai Zhaojun was about to leave after speaking, but was stopped by a yell.

"Don't be desperate to save yourself!"

Bai Zhaojun frowned, "Then what do you want?"

He vaguely guessed that Chu Qingming might have figured out that he was pretending to be that Mr. Shen long ago, but for some reason, although he was not that angry in his heart, he felt awkward in every way.

Why should he be mad at this guy for joking around?

Moreover, his disguise technique is unrivaled. This person's cultivation level is not high, how did he recognize him?

"Just pick me up! You just..." Chu Qingming was about to say, but he felt a "crack" from the branch under his feet, and it actually broke!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

"Bang -" a sound, calm.

"Hey, why doesn't it hurt?" Chu Qingming slightly opened his eyes, and saw a black-red pupil close in front of him, which reflected his own face.