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Chapter six hundred and eighty girl light face

Not long after, a landscape and ink painting scroll was completed under the Qingshan painter's pen. He seemed to have already noticed that there were people watching. Still carrying an umbrella behind him, he turned to look at Lin Zhao, bowed and said with a smile: "This is a poor work, dirty work."

I have caught the attention of this little friend from the world, and I feel really guilty. My painter, Wu Yuanzi, doesn’t know who this little brother is?"

"Just a wanderer."

Lin Zhao lightly cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu's painting is a masterpiece. It can touch the sky. How can this be a clumsy work? It is clearly a masterpiece that surpasses the heaven and earth."

Wu Yuanzi said with a smile: "Where, where..."

As he said that, Wu Yuanzi looked at Lin Zhao who was stepping on a reed pole. He could swim far up the Xianning River with just a reed pole. What kind of cultivation is this? When he thought of this, Wu Yuanzi's expression became more and more serious.

He became respectful and said: "Little friend Lin Zhao, if you are interested, you might as well get on the boat and go down the river together. Wu will paint while you enjoy the scenery. How about being a companion on this thousand-mile slender river?"

Lin Zhao nodded and chuckled: "Thank you then. Mr. Wu can just paint, but I won't affect him."

"good."

Wu Yuanzi was dressed in a green shirt, sitting alone on the bow of the boat, carrying an oil-paper umbrella behind his back. He directly took the clear river water to grind ink and continued painting, while Lin Zhao was sitting at the stern of the boat, with nothing to do.

So I took out the fishing rods made in Tiantianju from the package, and started fishing beside the boat. For a while, in a small boat, one person was painting and the other was fishing, which was very suitable for the landscape.



Soon after, Wu Yuanzi's painting of weeping willows on the new river bank was half completed. He looked at Lin Zhao and said with a smile: "I have the guts to ask, is little friend Lin Zhao a foreigner?"

"Exactly."

Lin Zhao did not hide anything and said with a smile: "I have just been in the world for a few days. Please forgive me for any rudeness, Mr. Wu."

"No no."

Wu Yuanzi chuckled: "My little friend is so polite, how can there be anything rude about it."

Lin Zhao smiled and continued fishing. Soon one by one the river fish took the bait, and Lin Zhao tied the fish guard to the stern of the boat. Not long after, there were more than ten fish in the fish guard, and the largest grass carp was even big enough.

It weighed seven or eight kilograms, but Wu Yuanzi was even more focused, his whole mind on the drawing board.

Soon after, it became foggy at night.

Lin Zhao hung a red lantern on the bow of the boat. Wu Yuanzi took a new piece of drawing paper and began to draw a picture of clouds and mist on the river. Lin Zhao glanced at it. Although Wu Yuanzi's level and realm could not be clearly seen, he could

Feeling that this person had some cultivation, at least six realms above, otherwise the physical strength of an ordinary person would not be enough to support him in painting continuously for such a long time, so Lin Zhao got up, set up a fist stake rising from the ground at the stern of the boat, and began to warm it up

The fists of the farmer's nine fists were very beautiful. The fists opened by Lin Zhao, a Confucian swordsman, were even more beautiful. Wu Yuanzi couldn't help but cast his gaze with a look in his eyes.

A look of praise.

He practiced boxing like this until early in the morning. The clouds and mist in the river became thicker and thicker, and there was no sight visible even dozens of meters away. Lin Zhao once again swung his fishing pole and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, it will be dawn soon."

, you might as well go to the shore and rest for a while after dawn, I have caught a lot of fish, how about making some fish soup for Mr. Wu and some hot noodles?"

"ah?!"

Wu Yuanzi looked flattered: "If that's the case, then thank you so much, little friend Lin Zhao!"

"You're welcome!"

Lin Zhao continued to fish, and saw swordfish in the river one by one, with their mouths curled up to take the bait. They were all good treasures for making soup. Lin Zhao was very happy to see them. Not to mention other things, the Xianning River was still very rich in products.

Such plump fish, how can the aura of this landscape be so different? No wonder the Xu Dynasty and the ancient Shu Kingdom fought endlessly for the Xian Ning River.

In the early morning, the white fish belly appeared in the east, and it was about to dawn.

Lin Zhao put the hooked fish into the fish guard. When he swung the rod again, there was a "pop" sound. The moment the fishhook entered the water, ripples arose, and water droplets stayed on the water surface.

, at this moment, Lin Zhao's heart suddenly stirred, and he actually had a thought. In the thought, the river and the world around him suddenly disappeared, replaced by the gurgling Baiyu River, and Lin Zhao transformed into a young man,

He was standing on the stone bridge of Baiyu River, holding a boxing stake open, practicing boxing under the scorching sun while dripping with sweat. Behind him was a small stone who was practicing boxing with him.

In the distance, a group of people came, the legendary Ten People in the World.

Among the crowd, Lin Zhao saw Leng Yan and Shen Xingchen at a glance. This seemed to be the scene when they first met. Su Xinghe and I were desolate walking side by side, and just glanced sideways at the young man practicing boxing on the stone bridge.

That’s it, Shen Xingchen, holding his staff, smiled and said to Leng Yan: “Finally, we entered the snowy Tianchi. It’s not easy...”

He chuckled coldly: "It is indeed not easy. Those who travel through mountains and rivers along the way not only have to deal with difficult walking, but also have to deal with the wild ghosts and spirits in the mountains. Even the land and the mountain gods have to make it difficult. But we finally made it.

Here, it’s time for all the hard work to come to an end~~~”

"Uh-huh."

Shen Xingchen smiled and said: "But I still have to team up with my senior for leveling. If he wants to maintain his level advantage, he must be led by me, so there is no other way. Ayan, we two will wait for the public beta before we can get together!"

"Okay!"

Lengyan Lidou smiled slightly: "It's reasonable, I understand!"

"Hmph~"

Shen Xingchen walked a few steps quickly and followed Su Xinghe, while Xianbai caught up with Leng Yan with his staff and said with a smile: "Leng Yan, will we form a team later?"

"Go away, do you want to gain experience?"

Leng Yan held up the long sword and glanced sideways at the boxing boy on the stone bridge. Suddenly, there was a complex look in her beautiful eyes, as if she were looking back after a lifetime. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and looked at Lin

Zhao smiled and immediately followed everyone towards the north mountain direction of the town.

"..."

Lin Zhao stood on the stone bridge, feeling confused. This place was obviously an illusion, but why did Leng Yan feel like he was alive? But not long after, a pair of slender, snowy jade legs stepped onto the stone bridge, and ten people in the world entered.

After arriving in the small town, Leng Yan came back again, opened her arms and threw herself into Lin Zhao's arms, saying softly: "I miss you so much..."

As she spoke, her glossy red lips gently pressed against Lin Zhao's lips.

"ah?!"

Lin Zhao's heart trembled. Why was this thought in his heart so strong? Moreover, the cold face in his arms seemed so real. For a moment, he felt alert. The scene in front of him was really weird. It was a legend.

"All your wishes come true", everything you miss and long for seems to come true here.

Leng Yan desperately liked Lin Zhao, and Lin Zhao naturally also liked Leng Yan. In the small town, only Leng Yan cast a soft look at him, but no one else, even the look that Shen Xingchen looked at Lin Zhao at that time

He was also indifferent, so in this life, Shen Xingchen was probably not as good as Leng Yan in Lin Zhao's heart, but the difference in status between him and Leng Yan was so great that Lin Zhao never had the courage to take a step forward, but

This thought fulfilled him here, so for Lin Zhao, this thought was not a good thing, maybe it was just a demon in his heart. The caution of a scholar should be kept deep in his heart, for Leng Zhao

Yan, he should always act out of emotion and stop at etiquette.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, Yi Nian disappeared, and the dream returned to reality. At this time, Lin Zhao had just thrown out a fishhook, and the fishhook drew an arc in the air and disappeared into the fog. It happened to be at this moment, in the fog,

Suddenly, an official boat sailed out. The boat was quite luxurious with carved railings and painted buildings. Even the outside of the boat was engraved with a golden dragon pattern. Lin Zhao's fishhook happened to pass through the fog and hooked the boat.

On the deck, a girl wearing an apricot-yellow dress caught the hem of her skirt. The next moment, the butler sailed past the boat, and the girl staggered and fell into the water from the boat.

Everything happened so fast that Lin Zhao couldn't react at all.

"careful!"

He swept out with an arrow and stepped on Feijianhongye. He grabbed the girl who had fallen into the water and pulled her up to Feijianhongye. But when he turned around, he saw that the housekeeper's boat had disappeared into the clouds and mist, disappearing without a trace. Lin Zhao took her

I rushed for several miles but couldn't find the girl. Perhaps the boat had turned around and the endless mist on the river made it impossible to find her.

"Lin Zhao."

On the boat, Wu Yuanzi stood up and said: "The fog in the river is too heavy. Come back quickly. I heard that Jiang Mei often appears in the early morning on the Xianning River. Be careful."

"Um."

Lin Zhao took the girl back to the boat. As soon as she sat down, the girl burst into tears. She wiped her tears and said, "My parents are all on the boat. You dragged me into the water with a fishhook. What should I do now?"

Lin Zhao looked at the girl's appearance and was extremely surprised. This girl was about twelve or thirteen years old, and her face was extremely beautiful. However, this was not enough to shock Lin Zhao. The most amazing thing was that this girl's appearance and charm were actually...

There are seven or eight points similar to Leng Yan, as if Leng Yan met him when he was twelve or thirteen years old.

Could it be inner demons?

He was pounding in his heart. Judging from his own spirit ruins, there was no evil or violent spirit in this girl. Logically speaking, she shouldn't be a demon, but everything was too bizarre, and he had to doubt it.

"Little girl."

He looked at the little girl in front of him with an apologetic look and said: "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I will definitely take you to find your parents. Please tell me first what your name is? Who are your parents? What do they do?"

What?"

The girl cried and said, "My name is Qingyan."

"..."

Lin Zhao frowned, even his name was so similar to Miss Leng?

"Lin Zhao."

On the side, Wu Yuanzi said: "Her clothes are all wet. Let's go to the shore and light a fire for her to dry her clothes and drink some hot soup. Otherwise, I'm afraid she will contract a serious illness."

"okay."



After Lin Zhao Yujian towed the boat to the shore, he lit up a bonfire, then began to cook a pot of white fish soup, and baked a few pieces of bread. On the side, Qingyan shrank, approached the fire, and waited until Lin Zhao

When the fish soup was cooked, Qingyan's clothes had been dried. Each of the three of them had a bowl of fish soup and a few pieces of noodles.

After Wu Yuanzi drank the fish soup, he was amazed and raised his thumb at Lin Zhao. The little girl Qingyan stopped crying after drinking the fish soup and finally showed a smile and said: "It tastes good."

"Eat more and warm yourself up." Lin Zhao said.

"Um!"

After eating and drinking, Wu Yuanzi stood up and returned to the boat with his drawing board, saying, "I'm going to continue painting the river scene. Lin Zhao, will you continue to go eastward along the river with me today?"

"No, I want to look for my family with Qingyan."

"OK."

Wu Yuanzi stood on the boat, bowed and said: "In that case, we will meet again in the world."

"Well, see you soon, Mr. Wu!"

Lin Zhao gently clasped his fists and watched Wu Yuanzi leave Jiang'an. He turned to look at the little girl and said, "Qingyan, where are your parents going next? I'll take you there in advance to wait for them."

"ah?"

The little girl looked at him with her big watery eyes and said with a smile: "Brother, you don't have to take me anywhere. My parents are in charge of me every day. It's rare for me to have some free time today. Why don't you accompany me for a walk today?"

A whole day, let’s go look for our parents again tomorrow?”

Lin Zhao frowned, fearing that Qingyan's parents would be worried, but if she didn't tell her where to go, there would be no way to find her in this vast world, so she could only nod her head: "Then let's make an agreement and go find your parents early tomorrow morning.

"

"OK!"


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