"I also feel that the painting and the characters painted by the painter give people a too real feeling." Xuanyuan Xuan nodded meaningfully and said what he was thinking.

"Well ---" Huang Punuoxi turned around and walked towards the first room, followed by Xuanyuan Xuan and the others.

Slowly push open the door of the first room, step into the threshold, and look at the woman in the painting on the right side of the dressing table.

I saw that they had been looking at the woman in the painting. The woman in the painting was slim and delicate, with a pair of dark eyes faintly flashing with the brilliance of glass. Those beautiful and brilliant eyes were so captivating, and gradually

The woman in the painting suddenly slowly curved her petite lips, revealing a deep smile.

The eyes of Huang Punuoxi and the three of them were instantly startled, and Lie Rufeng quickly asked, "Master, she seems to be smiling."[

"Did you see it too?" Huang Punuoxi's eyes suddenly opened. She thought it was an illusion. Lie Rufeng also saw it. She turned around and asked Xuanyuan Xuan quickly, "Has Prince Xuanyuan Xuan seen it?"

"I also saw it." Xuanyuan Xuan had just finished speaking.

I saw that the smile of the woman in the painting was getting deeper and deeper, her eyes became more and more charming, and her ink-black hair seemed to be flying away. The picture of the woman gradually gave off a powerful orange light, until

It illuminates the entire room directly.

Gradually the room was filled with layers of soft orange light.

"No, don't look at the orange light she emits." When Huang Punuoxi said this, it was already too late. The three of them had been taken to another environment by the orange light.

When the three of them opened their eyes again, they were already in a bustling and noisy street. They saw ancient houses everywhere, all of which were uniformly built with light gray houses. Every house had wooden hollow doors.

There are hollow windows, and there are vendors squatting on both sides under the steps of the house, and the vendors are shouting hard.

Huang Punuoxi looked around, it seemed that this was a bustling town with people coming and going.

"Sir, please buy a hairpin for this little girl." I saw an old woman holding an orange butterfly hairpin in her hand, which was exquisite, small and very beautiful.

"How much silver." Xuanyuan Xuan's eyes glanced at the exquisite orange butterfly hosta held in the calloused hands of the old woman. He saw that the orange butterfly hosta was crystal clear, and under the refraction of the light sunlight, layers of light colors appeared.

Orange light fell all over the ground.

"Young master, ten cents ---" the old woman said in a deep voice with a kind and kind smile on her old face, and some wrinkles on the corners of her lips.

"Does the fourth princess like this hosta?" Xuanyuan Xuan looked at Huang Punuoxi who had been silent next to him and asked quietly.

"If Prince Xuanyuanxuan wants to give the little girl a gift, the little girl is happy to accept it." The corners of Huang Punuo Xi's lips were deeply curved, and her eyebrows were smiling, but there was something abnormal in her eyes. Why did she suddenly change in an ancient house?

A scene.

Appear in a small town and these people can still see them.?

Could it be that the soul traveled here?

Instead, the entire body was brought by that orange light.?

This formation is so strange. No wonder the colorful butterfly said that no one can break this formation. It seems that it is really difficult to break this formation.
Chapter completed!