"What I'm worried about is not Shadow King, but my brother!"

Murong Wushuang's eyes stared at the portrait on the table, and his slender eyebrows couldn't help but frowned slightly

Although my brother is gentle, he is also a person with a high opinion of himself and has a bit of a noble spirit.

Things like portraits are absolutely impossible for the Shadow King to ask him, but he can only take the initiative to do it. He is willing to take the initiative to portray portraits for Shadow King, which itself proves his identity with the Shadow King.

Thinking of his painful look after he recovered his memory, how could Murong Wushuang not worry

"Don't think too much!"

Feng Manxiu patted her shoulder comfortably

"I think things are not as serious as you think!"

Outside the window, the sunlight was getting brighter, and there was nowhere to be heard.

Murong Wushuang carefully rolled up the portrait on the table

"Let's go!"

Taking advantage of the darkness before dawn, the two of them sneaked back to the palace smoothly and returned to the study room of Phoenix Palace.

On the short couch, Murong Wuming was still sleeping

Looking at his peaceful sleeping face, Murong Wushuang couldn't help but sigh again

I don't know if I heard her sigh or what happened, Murong Wuming's eyelashes suddenly trembled, and then he opened his eyes.

"Owner……"

Seeing Murong Wuming in front of the couch, the word "man" behind him suddenly choked in his throat.

"No, unparalleled!"

He sat up straight

Murong Wushuang couldn't help but feel a slap in her heart

From Murong Wuming's unconscious call just now, she had seen how deeply the Shadow King had influenced him

Holding the portrait in her hand tightly, she suddenly hesitated

"What's in your hand?!"

Murong Wuming noticed the painting in her hand, and curiously leaned over and pulled the drawing paper.

Slowly unfolded, and when he saw the person in the painting, his eyes were stunned

"Where did this painting come from?"

Anyway, he had seen it long ago, and Murong Wushuang no longer hesitated

"Brother, have you seen the true face of the Shadow King?!"

Murong Wuming nodded gently, his eyes staring at the face were filled with complex emotions

A hint of unbearableness arose in his heart, Murong Wushuang continued to say

"I want you to draw him for me!"
Chapter completed!