Panic For 10000 Years

The voice just fell.

With a bang, the door broke open.

A figure appeared outside the door, with empty arms, swaying in the wind, not who Mr. Qin was.

at the same time.

Around the yard, whoosh, some people appeared on the wall, some people appeared on the roof.

Dian Wei, Zheng Old Man, Zeng Yuan, Wang Xiaolin, Song Jincheng, and two other coaches.

Surrounded by groups, lie in wait on all sides!

The face of the black-robed man suddenly became extremely ugly, Wang Qiaoqiao's body trembled, and his expression became frightened.

Mr. Qin walked into the courtyard unhurriedly, his eyes fell on the black-robed man, and said lightly: "You must belong to the Helian family?"

The black-robed man was silent for a moment, and said: "In Xia Lin Xiao, I have seen the famous Mr. Qin."

Mr. Qin: "I will give you a chance to survive."

The black robe man was silent.

Seeing this, Wang Qiaoqiao continued: "Mr. Qin, I am willing to serve the Shangyang family, please..."

puff!

Wang Qiaoqiao hadn't finished speaking yet, the head was already flying, and the blood on his neck was gushing like a fountain.

Head down.

Blood was spilled on the ground.

Wang Qiaoqiao's lower body slowly fell to the ground, turning into a monster with mucus covered with tentacles.

The black-robed man took his sword into its sheath, bowed his head and said: "Lin surrenders, let Mr. Qin let go."

Mr. Qin tilted his head.

Immediately, a young woman walked out from behind him, her appearance and figure were not particularly outstanding, she was unremarkable.

Dian Wei also knew her.

This young woman was Mr. Qin's personal maid, named Yu Zhuqing. In Qin's mansion, everyone called her the eldest sister, and she was of high status.

Yu Zhuqing walked to the black-robed man, took the medicine bottle around his waist, opened it, and handed it under the black-robed man's nose.

Puffs of pink smoke came out.

"Take a breath."

Yu Zhuqing said blankly.

The black-robed man hesitated for a while, took a sip, and pink smoke entered his nostrils.

Seeing this, Mr. Qin nodded and said: "Lin Xiao, you have been poisoned by my incense. This poison will not harm your body in a short time, but will only make you weak and weak."

The black-robed man already felt a wave of weakness in his body, and sighed: "I have heard that Mr. Qin is a master of Xiangdao for a long time, and he really deserves his reputation."

Mr. Qin chuckled: "You are wrong. Actually, I am not good at incense. The real incense masters are far away in front of you."

The black-robed man couldn't help taking a deep look at Yu Zhuqing, and said, "Could it be that you are the descendant of'Tianxiang'?"

Yu Zhuqing didn't say a word, turned around and walked back to Mr. Qin's side.

Mr. Qin asked: "Lin Xiao, besides you, who else has sneaked into Cangtong Town?"

The black-robed man: "I brought a total of seven monsters."

Hearing that, Dian Wei pinched and counted, he killed one, Wang Qiaoqiao died here, Wang Xiaolin and Song Jincheng each killed one, so there were four, that is to say, Lu Qingyu had three hidden.

Mr. Qin nodded: "Three monsters have been found on the side of Teacher Lu, two monsters have been killed on the spot, and the other one is being pursued, so they couldn't get here in time."

The implication.

The black-robed man is telling the truth.

Because he didn't know how many demons had been exposed outside, it was impossible to lie at will without being exposed.

The black-robed man asked, "What is your husband going to do with me?"

Mr. Qin: "I will send you to Shangyang City. Your fate will be decided by the Shangyang family, but I have promised to save your life, so I will naturally do what I say."

The black-robed man secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, there was good news from Lu Qingyu, they had caught up with the monster and had been slaughtered.

At this point, the crisis was lifted.

The Helian family's attempt to destroy Cangtong Town ended in failure, and Cangtong Town regained peace from the crisis.

Dian Wei also started the daily routine without shame and irritation, one hangs a day, eats blood bags every day to practice kung fu, pestering old man Zheng to learn new martial arts, relaxed and comfortable.

A few days passed.

The maid Yinlan happily ran to Dianwei and said shyly: "My son, a good sister of mine saw your painting and liked it very much. She would like you to help her draw one too, okay?"

Dian Wei's painting skills are already very good, but recently he has been diligent in studying and practicing, focusing on cultivation, but he has put aside the tempering of painting skills.

"Your good sister wants me to paint for her?" Dianwei pondered for a moment. It didn't matter what happened, so he naturally nodded and agreed.

"Well, I also relax for a while, and I have to relax and have a degree of cultivation." Dian Wei thought.

Soon, the good sister Yinlan said came, named Suying.

Like Yinlan, Soying is also a maid, serving in another big family on this street.

The person looks good, with a melon seed face, a little freckles, and a lovely temperament.

In the study.

Dian Wei stood at the table, grinding the ink, and spreading the paper.

Then, he looked up at Suying and said, "Sit down."

Soying was also quite shy, and hurriedly sat down, a little at a loss, not knowing where to put her hands.

Upon seeing this, Dian Wei looked at his first human model and was a little excited. He pointed out, "You do it sideways, with your legs crossed, with one hand on the chair and the other on your lap. "

So Young did. She was a little nervous and her movements were stiff.

Dian Wei looked at it and felt that something was missing. He stepped forward in person and raised her chin, "I look at the sky, as if I am admiring the scenery." Then he looked at, "This arm relaxes, so be natural."

Where did Suying have seen such a posture, and let Dianwei play with it. Whatever you say is what you say.

Dian Wei adjusted it again and again, but was still not satisfied. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the chrysanthemum in the flowerpot. With a thought, he picked one for Soying to hold in his hand and sniffed it close to his nose.

at last!

Dianwei was satisfied, Suying's posture at this moment was natural, elegant and calm, quiet and graceful.

"Very good, keep it like this and don't move."

Dianwei returned to the desk excitedly and started drawing with a pen, sometimes lowering his head to paint, and sometimes raising his head to observe Suying.

Time passed a little bit.

After half an hour, Soyoung was about to be unable to hold on, but when she thought that she could not have any flaws on the paper, she gritted her teeth and continued.

Fortunately, Dianwei's voice came: "Okay, you can move around freely."

Suying breathed a sigh of relief, her arm was about to die of soreness, she quickly rubbed it, got up, stretched her head and looked at the paper.

With this look, her eyes burst into brilliance instantly.

The feminine temperament in the painting is like a natural, affectionate, graceful figure. With an extravagance, it seems that she is no longer a humble maid, but more like a lady.

Suying couldn't breathe anymore, and said excitedly, "This, is this me?"

Dianwei smiled faintly: "Why isn't it you, don't I paint like you?"

"Like, so alike." Soying changed her words quickly, her heart as sweet as wiping honey.

After a while, Yinlan came in outside, and saw the woman on paper, her expression suddenly stunned.

Compared with her portrait, Suying's painting has an indescribable realm, and she is judged high and low!

Even if Yinlan's words are poor, it can be seen that the paintings are so good, much better than hers.

For a while, Yinlan was jealous, and continued: "My son, you are partial, how can you only paint so well for Suying!"

Dian Wei said helplessly: "I was wrong, I will draw another picture for my sister another day."

"Huh, it's almost the same." Yinlan smiled suddenly.