The stove dragon...

Isn’t it just a moving copper pot?

If Fang Niannian likes it, it doesn’t matter if she gives it to her. Anyway, this stove dragon will eventually greatly improve everyone’s quality of life in the future!

What's more, if Fang Niannian purchases, he can't let Lianjin Heilong carry supplies like those who can trample the streets. This is no different from the behavior of riding the Canglong when buying groceries!

"Xiao Yingling and Xiao Jiaoling will take care of me first. I will go to the battle in a few days." Zhu Minglang said.

"Okay, I guarantee that when you come back, the little dragon's spiritual cultivation will increase greatly." Fang Niannian's smile on her cheeks had not faded. It seemed that she really liked the little stove dragon.

"The little firefly spirit can store spiritual energy. If you look at it, you will suck the spiritual veins dry if you accidentally." Zhu Minglang reminded again.

"Okay, right, did you tell Sister Lingsha or Sister Yusu that you are back?" Fang Niannian asked.

"Not yet, where is she?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Academy, they don't like living in Nanshi. You can't just think about Sister Jun. Sister Lingsha and Sister Yusu must also take good care of their emotions."

"They and I are innocent!"

"I didn't say that your relationship is unclear. Sister Lingsha is the mortal god of our team, and Sister Yusu is also a member of us. Do you want to abandon them?"

"If you are about the stove dragon, let it go..."

"I was wrong, I wish you a eldest son." Fang Niannian stuck out her tongue cutely.

...

Whether it is etiquette or other reasons, since they have returned to Lichuan, they naturally have to inform them.

When we arrived at the college, Duan Lan and others were still studying in the High Court. We should have a while before we could return to Lichuan Dragon Training Academy. Although there were some acquaintances in the college, Zhu Minglang did not say hello one by one.

After walking into the bamboo forest, Zhu Minglang probably guessed that Nan Lingsha should be practicing painting.

There was a little coldness in the bamboo forest. When the faint wind blew, the black silk scarf gauze swayed gently, revealing its delicate and fair chin and beautiful and sexy red lips from time to time.

Her graceful figure exudes a bit of seductive charm. The dark crystal hair accessories tied the black hair into a dignified and noble lily bun. The ends of the hair were elegantly separated on her smooth forehead and hung to the delicate earlobes. Her bright eyes were staring at the rice paper intently...

Zhu Minglang climbed the steps and before he could even walk to her, he smelled a faint fragrance of orchid. He thought it was the special color ink next to her painting desk, but after getting closer, he realized that it was probably the body fragrance of the painter's sister-in-law.

"Miss Lingsha, I'm back." Zhu Minglang said.

"Yes." Nan Lingsha responded lightly.

Zhu Minglang was also used to Nan Lingsha's focus. He walked to the painting table and wanted to see what she was painting, but was surprised to find a man painting on the rice paper!

Before he could even wonder, Zhu Minglang discovered that the man transformed by Nan Lingsha was somewhat similar to him.

The most important thing is that he held a sword, with the sword fire everywhere, standing proudly in the city, how handsome and brave and domineering!

"Are you drawing me?" Zhu Minglang said.

"I can draw Li Yunzi's sword holding and give her a wisp of painting spirit to let her walk out of the painting. But for some reason, you always have no god or spirit, and you can't become my painting and shadow to kill my enemies for me." Nan Lingsha looked at Zhu Minglang very seriously for a while, and then looked at the sword holder in the painting, as if she wanted to see where she was drawn wrong.

"Miss Lingsha is so interesting. If you want me to help you kill the enemy, just give me a direct command. I will personally destroy the guy who annoyed you, so that he will never be super god." Zhu Minglang laughed.

"You are not obedient." Nan Lingsha said.

“…”

Nan Lingsha put down her brush and threw the unscrupulous painting into the basket.

Zhu Minglang couldn't help feeling a little sad when he saw this scene.

After all, I was painting it myself, and I just threw it away like waste paper? I was obviously handsome and majestic. How could Miss Lingsha bear to throw it away as garbage? You can treasure it. When you are confused and irritable, you will be able to take it out and take it out and take it out and take it out and take it out and take it out and take it out and take it out and take it out and take it out and take it out!

"How much does Miss Lingsha know about the affairs of Jielongmen?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"I'll talk later." Nan Lingsha said.

Zhu Minglang was about to ask again, but suddenly he noticed a strange aura that floated from the depths of the bamboo forest, like a surveillance of several pairs of eyes, or like an uncontrollable murderous aura!

There are people in the bamboo forest!

And keep staring at this place!

Have bad intentions!

Zhu Minglang frowned. He could feel that the aura coming from the bamboo forest was very strong. He was definitely not a teacher in Lichuan College.

The other party seemed to be coming for Nan Lingsha as well.

Zhu Minglang used his perception, and suddenly Zhu Minglang noticed another detail he had ignored before.

In spring, the bamboo forest should be extremely green, but for some reason it looks a little dark. The most important thing is that the shadow of the bamboo leaves should have fluttered with the wind, but the bamboo leaves are flying, but the leaf shadows have no response.

Zhu Minglang looked to the Painting Pavilion behind him and found a lampstand in the Painting Pavilion, and the lights inside were still.

The flames did not sway!

After looking around again, Zhu Minglang gradually realized that this bamboo forest, this painting pavilion, and all the scenery were so subtle and surprising to the real objects. If he didn't distinguish it carefully, he would think that he was in a normal space.

"I'm in your painting?" Zhu Minglang said to Nan Lingsha in a low voice.

Nan Lingsha nodded slightly.

This is the forest in the painting!

From the moment I stepped into this bamboo forest, Zhu Minglang unconsciously walked into the forest in Nan Lingsha's painting. The surrounding bamboos, the attic behind me, and everything I could see were all the scenes painted by Nan Lingsha.

Just like the painting city of Honglian City, this is Nan Lingsha's strongest painting environment, true and false, just like a dream drawn with ink brush, making the people in it unaware!

Of course, this Hualin is not aimed at Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang just happened to arrive.

The person Nan Lingsha was going to deal with was in the bamboo forest in front of them. They thought they were hiding very well, but they didn't know that they had already stepped into the trap of Nan Lingsha's painting environment!

"Who are they? They are so brave and commit crimes in broad daylight?" Zhu Minglang asked.

No wonder Nan Lingsha just said she wanted to kill the enemy, but it turned out that the enemy was already in front of her.

"I snatched the cultivation fruit of their sect at the Beijueling Mountains." Nan Lingsha said.

“…”

It turns out that my sister-in-law is the evil man.

"The land of Lichuan belongs to your Li family, how can you say you robbed it? They came here to plunder it, you just defend your own things." Zhu Minglang said righteously.

Nan Lingsha glanced at Zhu Minglang. Under the thin veil, a shallow dimples bloomed on her beautiful face.

This smile with a bit of hazy and dimples embedded in it can be called a stunning beauty!
Chapter completed!