The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

The 387th chapter is too nervous!

"What do you want to say?" Li Muyang bowed his head and asked softly.

Cui carefully stared at Li Muyang for a while and asked: "What should I call you?"

"Miss wants to call it all right," Li Muyang said. After thinking about it, I added another sentence and said: "It's just a name."

Cui’s careful mouth appeared with a smile, saying: “Just like this painting in your hand, it can be called “Hanmei proud snow map”, or it can be called “Ao Xue Han Mei Tu”, is that true?”

Li Muyang looked up and looked at Cui with a glance, and looked at her autumn-like eyes, and then instantly indulged in the sweet smile that made the heart melt.

"If you are careful, Miss, you can rename it "Ao Xue Han Mei Tu."

Cui carefully sighed and said: "I like it or not, it doesn't matter, you like it. You are the master of this painting. Since you named it "Han Mei proud snow map", I think it has its meaning. ""

Li Muyang looked at Cui's careful face and was in a very complicated mood.

This remark is already obvious.

Cui was careful that everything knew that she had already guessed her identity.

"I--" Li Muyang wants to stop.

I want to say something, there are thousands of words, I don’t know where to start.

Cui carefully looked at the Ning Xinhai, who was sitting on the big stone, and knew that with his cultivation as the realm, the whispers of both of them could be heard by him.

"Let's make a picture." Cui carefully saw the entanglement of Li Muyang, softly said.

Li Muyang feels a little loose, but has a faint disappointment and said: "Ink is good."

Cui carefully shifted his sight to the old plum and began to paint on the canvas.

"If I find that I have a bad painting, I need to remind me in time." Cui carefully whispered. "Like I used to be like you."

"Good." Li Muyang nodded and said, remembering the old things in Jiangnan, the body had a turbulent flow, and the tongue was fluid, and even the swallowed mouth became sweet.

Cui's careful drawing skills are good, and she can see that she has worked **** the Danqing Road.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it can be called one. But in the eyes of Li Muyang, or in the eyes of the black dragon, there are indeed many places for improvement.

Li Muyang pointed to a piece of ink and said: "There can be a little bit of ink here, more white parts, only the corner of the rock, and the scene of the mountains and the snow."

Cui was careful and calm, and he said with a smile, "It is true."

There are some remorse, saying: "Listen to you, this painting can't be painted. I just think that the painting you are talking about is better. Is there a way to remedy?"

Li Muyang thought for a moment and reached out to Cui carefully.

Cui carefully took a moment and handed his hand over.

Li Muyang took Cui's careful hand and then lifted the pen fortune and outlined it on the big stone.

Cui's careful little hands are white and tender, and they are held in the hands of soft brocade, just like no bones.

When I first started, the back of my hand was cool, but it was wrapped up by Li Muyang's big hand, and the temperature rose quickly. It became so hot that even fine sweat beads were secreted.

Li Muyang did not dare to look at Cui's careful eyes. Cui was also careful not to look at Li Muyang's eyes.

Li Muyang can hear his own heartbeat, and can also feel that Cui’s careful heartbeat jumps badly.

He just wanted a green leaf, but he didn't expect to get the whole forest. He just wanted to let Cui carefully hand the brush to himself, but he didn't expect Cui to carefully hand over his little hand.

Li Muyang still can't pick up, otherwise it is the disrespect to the girl, it is an insult to the appearance of others.

Cui was also very nervous. She saw Li Muyang put her hand over and handed it over.

When Li Muyang took her hand, she reacted, thinking, maybe she just wanted the brush in her hand -

At this time, if you take a hand, it will increase in level. However, your hand is so held by people. Isn't it also a jealous thing?

Fortunately, Li Muyang just painted one heart and put all his mind on the ‘remedy’, just as he did not realize that he was holding a woman’s small hand and just a lifeless brush.

Li Muyang's disguise made Cui feel a little more relaxed, but the heart beats fiercely, like a little rabbit in his arms.

Li Muyang held Cui's careful hand and outlined a fierce snow eagle on the big stone painted by heavy ink.

Li Muyang painted extremely carefully, and the outline of the stroke was like trying to sort out every hair on the snow eagle.

When Li Muyang gently pointed up on the eagle's eye of the snow eagle with the tip of the pen, the snow eagle fluttered and flew out toward the sky.

"Hey--" Snow Eagle screams.

Cui watched with a look of horror, and looked at the snow eagle who was stunned and refused to leave.

Hey!

Ning Xinhai slammed his eyes open and a golden light group appeared in the middle of his hand. If the snow eagle dared to move a little, he punched it to the ground.

"Miss--" Ning Xinhai jumped from the big stone and stared at the snow eagle at the top of his head.

"There is an eagle--" Cui carefully pointed at the snow eagle at the top of his head and said, "A snow eagle flew over."

"I sent it." Ning Xinhai wanted a punch.

"Wait." Cui carefully stopped drinking. "I don't want to see the blood, it disturbs my interest in painting."

Ning Xinhai would like to know, loosened his fist, grabbed a white snow from the ground and shook it into a snowball, and threw it out to the snow eagle in the sky.

Snapped!

The snowball hit the eagle's abdomen, and the snow eagle screamed and screamed and flew away.

"Miss, where is the eagle?" Ning Xinhai asked out loudly.

Cui carefully pointed to the ridge in the distance and said: "It is flying from there. I and Li Ming are busy painting, and I have not noticed -"

"Would it be?" Ning Xinhai asked.

"This is the case." Cui said with a firm voice.

Ning Xinhai’s gaze shifted to the face of Li Muyang. Li Muyang’s face looked blank and said: “I didn’t see where the eagle came from, I was looking down at the painting—”

Ning Xinhai looked down at the "Mei King" that had not yet been completed. It was quiet and quiet, and there was no difference.

"The lady pays attention to safety. If there is something wrong with it, she will sound a warning." Ning Xinhai said.

"Thank you Ning Shu. You go to rest, there will be nothing." Cui carefully smiled. "When I finish the painting, let's go back."

Ning Xinhai nodded and walked over to the big stone again.

The peach red will also ran from a distance, and the two sons looked scared.

Pink asked: "Miss, what is the voice just calling? It sounds terrible-"

"I saw a big bird in the sky. How can there be a big bird here?"

Cui carefully excused and said: "It's okay. There is a snow eagle who has entered this place and has been expelled by Ning Shu."

Pink was frightened and said: "Miss, let's go back? You forgot, last time we were at the Thousand Buddhas Temple, there was also a bird rushing over to hurt the lady-"

"Do not worry. There is Ning Shu protection next to it, there will be nothing." Cui carefully had to introduce the **** of Ning Xinhai.

The two sisters knew that the young lady was outside, and she decided that the general person could not change. She had to retreat to the side and waited, but did not dare to stay away again.

Cui carefully watched Li Muyang's eyes, and the small mouth of the cherry slightly tilted up, making a mouthpiece of 'why'.

Li Muyang also stunned a cold sweat, and also replied with his mouth: "Too nervous."