I don’t know which master did this sculpture and portrait of Li Yunzi, which amazed countless people in the Zulong City State, and made too many young men feel excited, and even many obsessed with Luo Xiao, who had distorted psychology.

This Lei Feiming is just one of them.

Unlike those who simply satisfy their curiosity and fantasy, every portrait he posted was dignified and holy, like a pure and innocent goddess, without the unsatisfactory versions circulating in the market.

It can be seen that in his mind, someone has been regarded as a very high faith by him.

The idea of ​​killing is thus condensed in the heart.

After saving this person's life, he was a useless person. After all, Zhu Minglang couldn't help but sighed after walking out of the house.

How many such people are there in this city-state?

This reminded Zhu Minglang of a sentence in Jianjia: The so-called beauty is on the side of the water, and the road is long and hindered.

After witnessing Li Yunzi quelling the riots in the land, Zhu Minglang knew very well that Li Yunzi was even more outstanding than he had imagined, and she endured humiliation and then broke it, and she went to a higher level in the Zulong City State.

Whether it is Li Yunzi's real enemy or those who hate him because of his admiration, they are afraid that they will come to him.

There must be strong people in both, and it is definitely not as simple as Lei Feiming who has a top Zhulong.

"Xiaobai should be careful about these poisonous fangs before he reaches adulthood."

Being crazy is absolutely necessary to be vigilant, not to mention that more people will definitely be staring at you after today.

...

It was late at night, and white frost began to condense in the yard covered with weeds, and the small pond covered with water ferns slowly condensed onto a layer of ice.

Suddenly, an unusual wind passed by, and the ice surface of the pond suddenly cracked, and one pattern after another appeared.

The house was dim and there was no tower of lights on the wall not far away to outline the outlines of the tables, chairs, screens and beds inside...

The house was closed, and there was a painting on the wall but it was fluttering without wind, and they made the sound of the pages turning.

Lei Feiming half asleep and half awake, and saw the big mural on the wall in the darkness. The beauty standing proudly in the mural seemed to be shining with a bit of moonlight even in the darkness.

Lei Feiming rubbed his eyes, and he thought he had an illusion because he seemed to see the person in the painting floating down from the scroll and walking towards him step by step.

"Swish!"

The beauty in the painting had a sword in her hand. The painting had no warning and saw the sword piercing through Lei Feiming's throat!

Lei Feiming looked at the ink beauty who had survived from the painting in disbelief, and he couldn't believe that the woman he believed in stabbing him with a sword.

His throat began to overflow and his eyes were filled with shock. Even at the last moment of death, he did not understand why he died at the hands of the holy beauty he collected.

The painting took out the ink sword and floated back little by little, but when he returned to the huge scroll, it suddenly melted, turning into a pool of random ink, flowing slowly along the white canvas...

The night is quiet, the courtyard is desolate, and all the portraits in the house are no longer flipped, returning to the original tranquility.

Lei Feiming fell into a pool of blood, and the blood spread out with the ink.

...

Zhu Minglang returned to the Dragon Taming Academy. He walked towards the Dragon Cutting Hall and found that the dragon cub had recovered well. It was chasing and fighting with several young spirits in the Dragon Cutting Hall...

Seeing Zhu Minglang appear, the little dragon cub spread his featherless wings and ran over, looking very dependent.

"I haven't named you yet." Zhu Minglang said.

"Woooo~~~" Xiaolongzai seemed to understand what Zhu Minglang said, showing an expectant look.

"Green skin?"

"Woooooo!"

"green beans??"

"Wuwuwuwu!!" The little dragon cub felt like crying. Even if he didn't understand human language, he felt that these pronunciations were extremely unpleasant!

"Qingzhuo? It's very hard to name, and the name is just a code name. Choose one of these three, Green Skin, Mung Bean, and Qingzhuo." Zhu Minglang said to the little guy.

The little dragon cub widened a pair of vertical pupils that were the same as its mother, and there was a blue confused luster inside.

Do you need to choose if you don’t bully children like this?

"Okay, it's called Qingzhuo. If you are still molting your skin and changing your blood in the future, what will it turn into blue or purple? Then change your name to Lanzhuo, Zizhuo..." Zhu Minglang saw that the little dragon cub was very satisfied with the name he gave it, and couldn't help but smile.

"Let's go to the spiritual realm first. Nanmu juice is not easy to find. Just drink juice first. Grow up as soon as possible and your body will be healthy." Zhu Minglang continued.

The little guy went to the spiritual realm and saw Da Heiya and Xiaobaiqi.

After introducing himself, the three dragon pets were soon protesting in Zhu Minglang's spiritual realm at the same time.

Is there such a perfunctory owner? If you don’t have a snack on your name, can you add family members in the future and fill all the colorful things?

Don’t say that, Zhu Minglang really has plans for this.

In the future, there should be red, blue, and yellow dragon pets. Priority should be given to this system of using the name of dragon!

However, the spiritual promise has reached its upper limit.

To open a new spiritual promise, you need to rely on some rare heavenly essences and earthly flowers. In places like Zulong City State, any treasure that can add spiritual promises will be bid wildly...

Now that Bai Qi has awakened the Canglong Mystery Art himself, he should not worry about buying expensive dragon balls.

There is still a lot of alimony from Qingzhuo's mother. On the one hand, we can consider improving Bai Qi's growth rate so that it can reach adulthood as soon as possible, and on the other hand, we can raise Xiao Qingzhuo as soon as possible.

Even Mr. Wu thinks Xiao Qingzhuo is particularly extraordinary and his strength is definitely worth looking forward to.

If you can add another dragon in a short period of time, you can take the initiative to find Luo Xiao and deal with the cancer first!

Killing Ke Bei and severely attacking Duan Lan, Qiu Zhu Minglang would not be so easy to forget.

The way back to the courtyard is an evergreen bamboo forest. The bamboo forest is tall and slender, and its slender figure sways gently in the sad cold night, making a slight soft sound of leaf waves from time to time, which makes people feel comfortable.

The sound of bamboo forest can best soothe people's minds. Zhu Minglang also likes bamboo forests.

There is an independent pavilion in the bamboo forest, and there is a bamboo viewing platform at the attic. From Zhu Minglang, you can see a warm light at the attic viewing platform.

Under the light, there was a graceful daughter holding a pen in her hand and painting gracefully.

The bamboo forest, the lights, and the beauty made this sad winter night bright and warm, as if it added an indescribable color.

Zhu Minglang stood on the bamboo forest path, his eyes passed through the soft bamboo, and looked quietly for a while.

"Draw at night?"

Such a small confusion arose in my heart, but when I think about it carefully, I might be just practicing, not to describe this dark bamboo forest.

Zhu Minglang did not disturb the woman's elegant pleasure and continued to walk forward.

It was really a little familiar to me, and she only played a scene with her when she saw each other in the afternoon.

I heard before that Nan Lingsha was a painter at the Dragon Taming Academy. When I saw her painting here, Zhu Minglang didn't think it was a strange thing, as long as she was not drawing a strange sacrificial picture and then writing her name on it and cursing herself.

Pretending to not see it, Zhu Minglang was like a scholar walking on the night. Suddenly, he saw a beautiful figure on the side of the road. He thought that there were so many encounters of peach blossoms in the world, which was probably not a good thing, so he pretended to be blind.

But when Nan Lingsha saw Zhu Minglang, she seemed to have finished painting, put down the brush in her hand, and looked at Zhu Minglang's back from afar. Her eyes were clear and beautiful, but there was no rippling, making people unable to see her inner emotions.

Just as Zhu Minglang was about to walk away, a creature like a little puppy suddenly rushed over from Zhu Minglang's direction. It passed through the bamboo forest and flexibly jumped to the observation platform where Nan Lingsha was located.

The green vertical pupils carefully looked at the beauty in front of the case for a while. After confirming that the other party did not show hostility, the green dragon stretched his body to the ink and gently sniffed the blue-colored ink with his nose.

This colorful ink is obviously not real ink, but a kind of leaf and wood juice, which exudes a unique fragrance, and its color is also very special.

The color ink was neatly placed in a row, with more than a dozen different color inks, but the blue and blue wood juice was the little guy's favorite. It raised its head again and made sure that this gentle and elegant human big sister would not attack him. Only then did the little dragon lick the wooden juice used for painting with confidence.

"Ding, thing, thing, thing..."

The sound of footsteps came from the steps on the side. Zhu Minglang chased after him and watched Xiao Qingzhuo drinking other people's paintings, his face suddenly turned dark.

How can I drink nectar in Bai?

Eat fat meat with black teeth.

What kind of taste does this guy eat ink?!

Isn’t this difficult for Dragon Shepherd!!

"Sorry, sorry." Zhu Minglang walked forward awkwardly and picked up the naughty little guy.

"That's nanmu juice, give it to drink." Nan Lingsha said lightly.

"Wood juice?" Zhu Minglang was a little surprised and leaned over and smelled it. It really had a fragrant smell of wood, but it was still a big difference from the refreshing and delicious taste.

"Where did you come from?" Nan Lingsha asked.

"In the forest, there is a dragon cliff in the ancient pines forest in the north. Do the girl recognize this dragon? I just happened to be a little confused about its dragon life plan. It seems that its bloodline and race are not recorded in the books." Zhu Minglang also asked.

Since Nan Lingsha is the eldest lady of Nan, she is not unfamiliar with Long.

Xiao Qingzhuo is not a green forest dragon or a forest dragon, but it obviously belongs to this family tree. Zhu Minglang asked Mr. Wu, but Mr. Wu just asked himself to ask the people of the Nan family.
Chapter completed!