The little girl in red sitting in front of the drawing paper is from the Red Flame Fire Fox clan. She has a delicate appearance, a bit of stubbornness in her brows, slightly hanging black hair, a pair of pink and phoenix eyes, and a pair of enchanting amber red pupils, which reveal a bit of wisdom.
Her pink lips were slightly pouted, her eyebrows were lively, and the brush in her hand was like a dragon and snake swimming around. With thick ink and heavy colors, a stunning beauty was painted by her lifelike.
This little girl named Shu Jue is the granddaughter of Shu Litao, the court painter of Fox King City. The painter Shu Litao was kicked out of Fox King City by Fox King Jun Gucheng because he made a mistake.
The grandfather and grandson went around in circles, and finally came to the Valley of Evil Spirits.
By chance, Shu Litao rescued Bailong Burial. At that time, he was bitten by a resentful spirit because he was practicing corpse cultivation, and was washed away by the Meilan River to the Valley of Evil Spirits.
At that time, the young man in white robe was already dying, his face was haggard, his eyes were empty, he was no different from a dead person.
The grandfather and grandson originally thought that Bailong would be buried soon, but they didn't expect that he would miraculously come back to life after lying in the Valley of Evil Spirits for more than half a month.
After that, Bailong Burial stayed in the Corpse Forest in the Valley of Evil Spirits to practice, and became neighbors with his grandfather and grandson. They became familiar with each other over time, and they stayed in the Valley of Evil Spirits to live together.
Later, Shu Litao died, leaving behind the little painter Shu Jue. Shu Jue was an eccentric little girl. She usually made a living by selling pictures of beauties down the mountain. She was deeply influenced by Shu Litao's true biography, and the pictures of beauties she painted were also Lifelike.
Many royal nobles came to ask for it, so Shujue received many orders every year. There were countless people waiting for her to paint pictures of beauties.
Of course, it is just a fallacy to say that people who have seen pictures of beauties will die. It is people's praise for the superb painting skills of the grandfather and grandson. In fact, no one died because of seeing pictures of beauties. They were just I'm addicted to it, so crazy that I can't extricate myself.
Therefore, there are still countless people who want to get a special picture of beauty. In order to get a glimpse of beauty, everyone is willing to be the dead soul under the peony flower.
"Shu Jue, you are painting again!"
Shu Jue swayed her three beautiful red fox tails and her furry little ears swayed from side to side. She turned around and looked at Bai Long Zan with smiling eyes, and said with a smile: "A Zan, come and see how my newly painted beauty picture looks like." ?Isn’t it more beautiful than before!”
Bailong Zhan stepped forward and took a look at the beauty in the painting. He felt that the painting paper was like clouds, the beauty's eyes were flowing, black hair and red lips, and her charming eyes were as charming as silk.
No matter you look at the beauty in the painting from any angle, the eyes of the beauty in the painting seem to be moving. From any angle, the beauty seems to be looking at you.
Bailong Zan smiled and said: "The beauties you painted are all the most beautiful beauties in the world. They are all captivating and enchanting. Xiao Shujue, in my opinion, your painting skills have surpassed your grandfather's!"
Shu Jue felt extremely relieved when he heard this. He held his arms in his arms and rolled his red eyes with a look of pride and pride on his face.
Bailong Zhan changed the topic and added: "But recently I caught a peerless beauty, I'm afraid her appearance will be better than the one in your painting!"
Shu Jue's face immediately collapsed and she said in disbelief: "How is that possible! I have seen so many beauties in the world, but none of them can compare to the one in my painting! I don't believe it!"
Bai Longzhan picked up the tea cup that had been placed aside, poured himself a cup of tea slowly, and then sat on the chair.
shouted: "Really? If you don't believe it, you can come with me and have a look!"
"Just take a look!" Shu Jue tilted her little head, and the golden bell hanging on the side of her bun made a crisp ring.
She didn't believe there was a more beautiful woman in the world than the beauty she painted.
Shu Jue followed Bai Long Zhan to the stone room where Han Ziyue was imprisoned. In the stone room, the torch was swaying, flickering on and off, and the beauty in white was bound to the Resentment Lian. She had purple hair in white clothes and slightly frowned eyebrows. There were a few drops of crystal clear sweat hanging on his forehead.
The eyes were slightly raised, the purple pupils reflected a breathtaking light, and the corner of the sad red lips was slightly cracked with a bloody mouth, glowing with a frightening bright red.
Shujue stopped the moment he saw her, and the bell on his bun also stopped ringing. Not only that, it seemed that the whole world was quiet, and only the beauty in white in front of him was real.
Shu Jue expressed her disbelief. She had never seen a woman so beautiful and charming, and felt that every breath and every breath she took made people moved. The beauty in front of her really looks like she stepped out of a painting.
Shujue shouted: "She...she...is this really a living person? How can a living person be so beautiful?!"
Shu Jue expressed disbelief and turned around to look at Bai Long Zan. Bai Long Zan raised his head and laughed, his shoulders trembling slightly, and the white robe on his body was also trembling. He said: "Of course she is real, she is genuine. A big living person!"
Shu Jue sighed: "Beauties in the world have bones. Grandpa often said that it is difficult to paint bones when painting skin. Although the beauty in my painting is charming and moving, it can only be skin. However, the beauty of this sister in front of me is already deep into the bones. It is really fascinating. Amazing!"
Shu Jue tilted her head and took a step forward, looking at Han Ziyue with a pair of bright red eyes, her pink lips pouting slightly: "Miss, who are you?"
Han Ziyue sneered, and then said: "Humph! Little girl, are you with him?"
When Shu Jue saw Han Ziyue's sneer, she felt that the beauty in front of her, even though she looked as cold as frost, was moving, as if thousands of waves were floating in a single moment.
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The little painter Shu Jue nodded stupidly at first, then suddenly shook his head, and then said: "I... I am Ah Mian's neighbor! My name is Shu Jue, and I am a painter!"
"Shu Jue...painter? Haha! He's just the same guy..."
Han Ziyue sarcastically said, he didn't understand why Bailong Zhan brought this little girl here. Was it to see how miserable she was being tortured?
Shu Jue hurriedly turned around and asked Bai Long Zan: "Ah Zan, why did you want to arrest this young lady?"
White Dragon Burial did not answer.
Shu Jue suddenly said anxiously: "You... do you want to use her to refine the corpse? Ah Zang, no, this young lady is so beautiful. Wouldn't it be a pity if you killed her?"
Bailong Zhan said: "That's why I brought you here. Before she dies, I want you to see her peerless face in this world!"
Shujue frowned slightly, feeling a little cruel.
She bit her pink lips lightly, and then said: "Ah Mian, you have arrested so many people to practice in the Corpse Forest over the years, and my grandfather and I have never cared about you, but can you promise me not to kill this beautiful young lady?" , please give her to me, I want her to be my model, I want to paint her portrait!"
Bai Longzhan shook his head and said: "Of course not! The power of immortals and demons in her body is so high, how can I hand her over to you?"
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Shu Jue whispered: "Then...then give her to me after you absorb the power of immortals and demons in her body! Anyway, all you want is her power. After being absorbed by Resentment, all she has left is There’s no use keeping the next body, right?”
Bai Longzhan thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay then!"
Shujue was so happy that she rushed back to the small building to paint after leaving the stone room. She happily spread out the rice paper, picked up the brush, and began to paint for Han Ziyue.
The unique painter can be said to be lifelike. Han Ziyue's purple hair is floating, and her melancholy eyes are a bit cold, stubborn and broken.
Just when he was halfway through the painting, Shu Jue found that the purple paint was gone, so he had to put down the brush and ran to the cliff to collect the needed mineral paint.
It is said that after Ye Zhenfeng sneaked into the Valley of Evil Spirits, he came to the corpse forest where Bailong Burial usually practiced. He saw that the blood forest was covered with corpses. Corpses piled as high as a small mountain could be seen everywhere, and the surrounding woods were dark. Yes, there is a lot of resentment lingering around.
As Ye Zhenfeng walked, he was chronically worried. What kind of ghost place is this Valley of Evil Spirits? How could it be so scary?
There was poisonous mist all around. He took out a poison-repelling spirit bead from his arms and put it in his hand, and then activated his internal power. The poison-repelling spirit bead emitted white light, and the dark poisonous mist all around gradually faded away. go.
Just when Ye Zhenfeng felt relieved, a corpse hanging in the corpse forest suddenly opened its eyes, and he was immediately startled.
Looking at the corpse again, it was a skinned bloody corpse. The corpse's feet were shackled and hung in the air. Its hands were hung high, since it was not completely dead.
Ye Zhenfeng couldn't help but take a breath, and saw that the guy was skinned, hung alive in the corpse forest, exposed to the sun, and allowed to bleed to death.
He breathed his last breath in front of Ye Zhenfeng. Countless wronged souls around him felt the resentment in his body and began to penetrate his open mouth one by one.
Ye Zhenfeng secretly thought that it was too cruel. This person must be filled with great resentment. The purpose of being tortured to death was to make him taste the immense pain, and then wear away his will and make him feel desperate. , and finally the resentment in the body increased greatly.
Suddenly, the dead body moved its feet, and the shackles under its feet suddenly made a harsh sound, carrying a certain rotten smell that was dusty in history.
When the bloody corpse opened his eyes again, he saw that he had transformed into a demon, and his pair of red eyes reflected an extremely terrifying light, which made people shudder.
"Ah -" The blood corpse roared angrily, breaking free from the shackles on its hands and feet, and attacked Ye Zhenfeng like a mad beast.
Ye Zhenfeng opened his hands and jumped back quickly.
His toes landed on a mountain of corpses, and countless spiritual energy swayed around him. His black robes floated in the wind, his long black hair floated around his shoulders, and his eyes were as sharp as ice.
"I'm going to kill you - kill you -"
The bloody corpse was like several generations of Asuras. With incomparable anger, it had regarded Ye Zhenfeng as the person who killed him.
Faced with the attack of the blood corpse, Ye Zhenfeng took out the black dragon double-edged evil spirit. He tried to use the evil spirit of this sharp blade to suppress the endless resentment of the world.
He saw blood-red claws sprouting from the hands of the blood corpse, rushing towards him like a wolf. Ye Zhenfeng did not hesitate, raised the black dragon double-edged sword and slashed at the blood corpse.
