Chu Mubai felt that when the scroll was opened, there was a light and elegant fragrance. He said: "This scroll has a familiar fragrance..."
Jun Xingzhou smelled it carefully, and then said, "I remembered, Mu Wanyan also has this kind of fragrance!"
Lan Jin looked at Bai Mengzhu and said, "Queen Mother, actually this painting was created because of you."
Bai Mengzhu smiled slightly, then put down the scroll in his hand, looked at Lan Jin aside with confusion, and asked, "Lan Jin, why did you say that?"
Lan Jin said: "Queen Mother, think about it carefully. Not long after you married into King Fox City, did His Majesty Gucheng order a palace painter to paint a portrait for you?"
Bai Mengzhu thought about it carefully, then nodded and said, "Yes, I had a conflict with him back then, and the two of us were at odds. One day in Gucheng, he didn't know where the interest came from, and he actually ordered someone to paint for me. I think Get up, the person who painted for me is Shu Litao, and the person who assisted him in painting seems to be Kong Xian."
Lan Jin nodded and said, "Yes, Shu Litao carefully made a picture of a beauty for you, but His Majesty Gucheng, who was having a conflict with you, said that the picture looked nothing like it and tore it up."
Bai Mengzhu recalled all the past events and felt filled with emotion. Then he nodded and looked at Shu Jue, whose eyes were slightly red, and said, "There is such a thing. In fact, I thought the portrait your grandfather painted for me was superb and perfect. It's a pity that At that time, I had a conflict with Gucheng, and he used the painting to vent his anger, so he even tore up the peerless painting. I was worried that your grandfather's heart would be hurt by this, and I specifically told your grandfather that he painted That's very good, His Majesty Gucheng actually blames me and it has nothing to do with him."
Shujue felt aggrieved when she heard Bai Mengzhu say this. She said, "It's a pity that grandpa always thought that he had offended His Majesty Gucheng. It must be because he didn't paint well enough. How could he know about the conflict between the two of you? Later he said to This matter bothered him, and with the proud dignity of a painter, he decided to retreat and paint a picture of beauty for His Majesty the Gucheng. He used all his imagination to paint a beautiful lady who would conquer the country and the city in the painting, and then presented her to the painting. To His Majesty Gucheng."
When Bai Xingshuang heard this, she asked, "That beauty is Mu Wanyan?" Although she was in Fox King City, this was the first time she heard about such a past event in Fox King City.
Shujue nodded and said: "Yes. Grandpa simply thought that if you presented this portrait of the most beautiful person in the world to your majesty, your majesty would be happy. Unexpectedly, he made your majesty Gucheng furious. He looked at the person in the painting. He knew she had the ability to subvert dynasties and confuse kings. Even just a painting can lead people to become depraved and addicted. So he sealed the painting himself and drove my grandfather out of Fox King City."
Bai Mengzhu said: "Alas... In fact, your grandfather is the most innocent in this matter. He is just a painter with a simple nature. He has thought that he did something wrong all his life, but he doesn't know that he is not wrong at all. The wrong person is Gucheng and I, if it weren't for us, maybe he wouldn't have been kicked out of the Fox King City. However, it has been so many years since this happened, and he has passed away. I can't say I'm sorry to your grandfather in person. Fortunately, you Now that I have returned to Fox King City, I also have the opportunity to make up for the mistakes that Gucheng and I put down back then!"
Shujue shook his head and said: "Actually, I don't blame His Majesty Gucheng and you. With your own words of apology, I think grandpa will be relieved. He was kicked out of Fox King City. Although he was lonely and depressed at first, but later He picked me up and taught me how to paint. We also spent many years of happy life together. Grandpa has already regained the confidence of a painter. He is obsessed with landscapes and painted countless beauties in the world, those who are far away. It can’t be surpassed by far.”
Bai Xingshuang nodded and said: "Although I didn't have the opportunity to know your grandfather, I feel that a person as simple-minded and obsessed with painting as your grandfather can be happy and unrestrained no matter where he is in Fox King City, because His heart is never bound, which is why he can draw so many pictures of beauties that make people dream and be obsessed with them!
Shu Jue smiled and nodded, and Chu Mubai said: "The painter is like this, and this painting demon also follows her master. Isn't Mu Wanyan just like your grandfather, a simple-natured, sincere and loving person?" ? By the way, this time when I went to Demon World City, Mu Wanyan even renewed my short sword for me!"
After hearing this, Lan Zuiwu couldn't help but be overjoyed.
, asked: "Mubai, are you talking about the Poyin Crazy Dragon Sword that Master gave you?"
Chu Mubai nodded and said: "Yes, it's rare that Zhenfeng always remembers this. It was he who begged Mu Wanyan, so she rebuilt the broken knife for me. Mu Wanyan, like Dongfeng Ye, is the top caster in the world. Sword Master, she helped me renew my Poyin Crazy Dragon Sword. Not only is it like a new life, it is even more powerful than before!"
Lan Zuiwu was puzzled and asked hurriedly: "Why is this?"
Chu Mubai explained: "Because Mu Wanyan is a painting demon, she is different from other swordsmiths. When she forges the sword, she will put the demon spirit into the sword. She is also included in my Poyin Crazy Dragon Sword." It’s a demon spirit, so it’s more spiritual than before!”
Lan Zuiwu pouted and said, "Ah! I envy you so much. It would be great if I could go with you, so that I can get to know this Jimo Flower Master!"
You Ying on the side asked: "Speaking of which, I have another question. Which one is more powerful, the Ye Tang Shengxue of the Jimo Flower Master? Or the Sword Emperor Daoxin of the Holy Sword Pavilion Master?"
You Zang said: "Since these two swords are both possessed by demon spirits, they can be said to be equal to each other."
Lan Jin suddenly thought of something, turned to look at Bai Xingshuang beside him, and said: "By the way, Your Majesty Xingshuang, now that you have cultivated your own spar sword, you haven't named it yet, why not take advantage of the wine today?" , come and come up with a name for that spar sword!"
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After everyone heard this, they all looked at Bai Xingshuang.
Bai Xingshuang said casually: "Then let's name it Yueluowuwei!"
Lan Zuiwu hugged Feng Wu and asked in confusion: "Why is it called Yueluowuwei?"
Chu Mubai couldn't help laughing, and whispered: "The moon is setting, the crows are crying, and the sky is filled with frost!"
Lan Zuiwu suddenly realized, and immediately laughed and said: "Haha! That's it, sister Xingshuang, that's really a good name. As soon as you hear the name of this sword, you will know who its owner is. Your name is Bai Xingshuang, yours When paired with a sword, it’s called Yue Luo Wu Tiao! It’s so wonderful!”
Lan Jin thought to herself that Bai Xingshuang was still a lonely person, and even the name he gave the sword had such a cold meaning. But then I thought about it, it was obviously a cold sword, wouldn't the name also be cold? Just like its owner, when the sword is cold, people are even colder!
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of Bai Xingshuang, who was transformed into the soul of resentment. Although her heart was hot and warm, it was a pity that it was not her after all!
After three drinks, everyone went home.
Lan Jin stood alone on the empty city wall, her bright eyes looking at the stars in the distant sky, her eyebrows slightly condensed, feeling lonely inside.
To this day, she no longer knows whether she is guarding that person or the royal city.
The lifespan of the demon race is too long, so long that it is easy for people to become lonely and lonely. But some people are born with a weak nature, and they can still be free and contented without the warmth of emotion. For them, emotion is a kind of constraint and a kind of fatigue.
Lan Jin took a deep breath, and when she turned her head, she found a man in white standing not far away. The man in white with white hair was none other than Bai Xingshuang.
"Your Majesty Xingshuang..." Lan Jin looked stunned. He didn't expect her to come, and he didn't know how long she had been here. She just looked at him lonely and lost his mind.
Bai Xingshuang said: "Lan Jin, before I passed out, I seemed to remember that we once watched the sunset together on the hill, right?"
Lan Jin thought about the scene that day, her heart wavered, and nodded: "Yes."
Bai Xingshuang added, "To be precise, she watched that sunset with you. Do you... miss her?"
Lan Jin understood who Bai Xingshuang was talking about. She was the Bai Xingshuang who was possessed by the soul of resentful love. She hurriedly explained: "No, Lan Jin knows she is not you!"
Bai Xingshuang stepped forward, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the wind-blown hair beside her ears. His light-colored eyes stared deeply at her, as if they wanted to melt her.
The two of them were very close to each other at this time, and each other's breathing and breathing made each other's faces feel hot.
Lan Jin also raised his eyes and stared at the cold and ascetic face in front of him, thinking about this
Her face was really good-looking. She was a beauty that was rare to see in the fox clan for thousands of years. It would be even better if it had a little bit of **, which couldn't help but make her fanciful.
The teasing of Bai Xingshuang's deep eyes made the guard commander Lan Jin feel restless, and her heart was agitated again. Her heart was like a savage beast, colliding everywhere, but could not find a gap to escape.
She didn't dare to look at him anymore, and every time she looked away in resignation, but her lowering gaze caught those red lips as hot as fire.
Such a pair of delicate and hot lips, but happened to appear on the face of such a cold person. Such full and beautiful red lips, how can it be easily let go of by just trying them.
Lan Jin felt that she could no longer think about it. If she continued to think about it, the fire in her heart would burn. She hurriedly turned her head away, letting herself face the abyss of the dark night, blowing in the night wind and calm down. To clear her mind.
Bai Xingshuang looked at Lan Jin's suddenly blushing cheeks, like a pink peach, and found it interesting.
She also turned her head and looked at the black night with her, where the stars were twinkling and dazzling.
She said: "Since you have watched the sunset with her, then watch the sunrise with me!"
Lan Jin was speechless, thinking that she was already suffering enough, how long would you, a big wooden pile, want to torture me? Watch the sunrise? How many more hours do I have to suffer? Your Majesty, you might as well take my life!
Lan Jin said angrily: "I'm on duty today, and I have to go to other parts of Fox King City for inspection. I'm afraid I won't be able to watch the sunset with you, Your Majesty."
After saying that, he turned around and left angrily, regardless of what Bai Xingshuang thought.
She thought to herself, you don’t care what I think, why should I care what you think? So what if you are the Fox King? Anyway, he is no longer the current Fox King. He has expired. What am I afraid of you doing? The worst case scenario is that you fire me, so that I don't have to be tortured and tortured by your side every day.
When Lan Jin walked down the city wall angrily, Bai Xingshuang suddenly stopped her: "Commander Lan, I'm waiting for you——"
After speaking, he curled his lips and smiled, with a hint of tenderness hidden in his eyes that was not easy to detect.
Lan Jin turned around and looked at the woman in white standing high on the city wall. She was stunned for a moment, then turned and left.
Although Lan Jin kept saying that she wanted to patrol around, she was not in the mood to do so at all. She had nowhere to go, and unknowingly ended up at the painter's workshop.
There was no one in the dark studio. She felt aggrieved and wanted to lie down on the table and cry loudly. Unexpectedly, she bumped into the guqin placed on the table. The guqin made a harsh sound, which startled her.
At the same time, Ye Sumei and Shujue, who were painting in another studio, were disturbed by her and thought that the painter's studio had been broken into.
Ye Sumei came over with an oil lamp, and the girl Shujue was even more surprised and rushed in with a wooden stick.
"Bold thief - you dare to steal even the painter's workshop, you are looking for death!"
Shu Jue raised his stick and shouted. It could be seen that the person sitting at the table was actually Lan Jin. Her face was full of grievances, she was about to cry without tears, and she looked a little panicked. She couldn't help but said in surprise: "Lan...Lan Jhin——Why are you here?”
Ye Sumei held up the oil lamp in her hand and said with a smile, "Why is Commander Lan here?"
Lan Jin hurriedly covered up her embarrassment, and then said: "I, I, I...are here to patrol!"
"Patrol?" Shujue tilted his head and looked at her in confusion.
Ye Sumei put down the oil lamp in her hand and said with a smile: "You... seem to never come to the painter's workshop when you are on patrol!"
Lan Jin hurriedly explained: "I missed it before, so I'm going to make it up now!"
Ye Sumei nodded, wanting to laugh but holding back.
Shu Jue pointed at Lan Jin's face and said, "You are not here to avoid someone, are you?"
Lan Jin's thoughts were suddenly guessed by that dead girl Shu Jue, and she was so frightened that she quickly stood up and said: "Of course not -"
