My Debauched Devotion Chapter 102: This is called a fairy portrait, not an **** portrait

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Chuyan arrived in Wuyan City at dawn.

The sun is shining, and it is as bright as bake, scattered on the wide, clean streets.

Under the auspices of the Dao League Imperial Dao Army and the Imperial City Imperial Forest Army, Wuyan City restored order from the stormy waves overnight, and the streets were even cleaner than before.

But from the sparse passers-by, the faint smell of blood in the air, the renovated and rebuilt houses, the horrified panic on people's faces... you can see what kind of **** this city has just experienced.

Survived from the underworld so far!

Chu Yan blinked and fell asleep for seven days, walking on the streets of Wuyan City, suddenly feeling a little unreal.

She only came to Wuyan City once in a few years, and most of the people who knew her had already landed.

Walking on the street, I can't help being alone, lonely and heavy in my heart.

Come to the palace.

Outside the palace gate, Lin Bao greeted her.

While telling her what happened in the past few days, he took her to the harem to see the emperor.

"Wuyan City was swallowed by the Great Underworld for six days, there are so many cultivators in the Underworld, and in the end only less than 10,000 people died?"

Chu Yan was surprised that he had heard the wrong number.

Lin Bao added:

"Yes, a total of 7,345 people. Among them, after General Xiao took charge of the Yulin Army, only 117 people died in the city, most of them were old people."

Chu Yan was stunned for a long time, and asked in surprise:

"These are all the credit of Xiao...Junior brother alone? Didn't my master intervene?"

Lin Leopard was confused and said:

"Master, do you mean Master?"

Ahem... I can't hide it!

"You say Shizu is Shizu."

"Elder Lingzhou said this was General Xiao’s internship mission, and she was only responsible for safety and inspection."

"Oh."

Chu Yan thought to herself, how could this guy know everything, how strong is everything, and he still cares about the people of Li people? Could it be that the gods descended to the earth, deliberately hiding their strength and experiencing life?

Come to the harem.

The emperor, the imperial concubines and a group of court ladies and eunuchs have not woken up after fainting because of the practice of Chang Chungong.

Chu Yan found the emperor, and looked at it.

The soul hasn't been damaged too much, and the memory may be temporarily missing. After some time after recuperation, it can be restored to a general degree, and the problem is not big.

So he patted his head to wake the emperor.

"Headache..."

Jiang Wei woke up in a daze, with a feeling that he was about to become a god, and was suddenly kicked off by someone.

Looking up, she was a pretty girl, better-looking than all the concubines in the harem.

"Aunt Huang, why are you here?"

"What happened these days?"

"Where is the national teacher?"

Slap!

Chu Yan slapped him on the forehead.

"Stupid, return the national teacher! I don't know if I was taken advantage of. If I sent my junior to save the people in Wuyan City, you, the emperor, would have been sold."

Ginger was taken aback.

"Brother...You mean General Xiao? Isn't that your master?"

Why remember this kind of thing clearly!

Chu Yan's eyes twitched slightly, and she looked around and said:

"Since everyone is okay, I am back."

After Jiang Wei realized that Wuyan City was safe and sound, he suddenly stopped Chu Yan.

He knows that the emperor's aunt has special regrets and nostalgia for the palace, otherwise, anyone in the practice will go to her family's home every few years and send back some medicines every few months, writing to guide him in his practice.

"You haven’t returned to the palace for almost ten years. The dining room is already preparing meals. It's rare to gather for a meal before leaving. I... I will show you my children, lest I leave one day. You can’t find your relatives when you return to the palace."

When Chu Yan heard this, her heart was overwhelmed, her eyes flushed, and she almost didn't shed tears.

But she is an elder and a cultivator, and she is not qualified to wipe tears in front of mortal descendants.

"Also."

The emperor took her to a dozen heirs.

The princes and princesses are very cute, and most of them are not tall. The eldest is almost adult, but it is a pity that the talents of practice are not as good as the generations.

Chu Yan was a little bit regretful, and immediately sent some pills to improve his natural bones.

At noon, when the meal was about to start, the spring frog and Qiu Chan happened to arrive, and followed by another meal.

Chu Yan asked them during the meal.

"What is Xiao Ran doing?"

Spring Frog:

"Soak in the bath."

Cicada:

"Contemplation."

After eating, Chu Yan will return to the sect.

Just out of the palace, I saw the Hugong River Bridge, surrounded by hundreds of people with baskets in their hands.

There are bundles of chickens and ducks, some with eggs, some crabs, some snacks, and various specialties...

There are even calligraphy, painting and wood carving, one by one, stuffed into Chuyan's hands, to bring them to General Xiao.

The spring frog and Qiucai asked:

"Are there candied haws?"

Busy in the crowd:

"Yes, little fairy, wait, I will buy it now."

Finally.

The space ring was stuffed with gifts, and a big snakeskin bag was tied to the hilt.

The three returned with a full load and happily returned to Jianjian Peak.

Hold the sword peak.

At this time, Xiao Ran had already written the missing sword patterns of the broken sword, and carved a set of bamboo cards for three people to fight the ghost. There was no material in the book.

The Chu Yan three are back!

Isn't this the material?

"What are you drawing with the bamboo board?"

Seeing that Xiao Ran's eyes were wrong, Chu Yan hurriedly grabbed the bamboo board from his hand.

I took a look, my face blushed for a while, and I remembered the dream I had when I was unconscious.

Looking back carefully, those dreams were all weird things that were generated by her and Xiao Ran at the Sword Inheritance Conference.

No way!

Chu Yan was busy concealing his nervousness and pointed to Xiao Ran and said:

"Wow, you draw a picture of the **** palace, I tell Master to go!"

Xiao Ran curled his lips in disapproval.

"The **** pictures have men and women with actions, so I drew a woman and wore a few pieces of clothes. This is called a portrait, not an **** picture."

"Photo?"

Chuo Yan doesn't feel like a good word.

Xiao Ran said:

"There are also portraits with stories and plots, which are called notebooks. This will be my work in addition to comprehension in the future."

The beginning of Yan Yiji asked:

"Are there any masters?"

"No!"

Xiao Ran's eyebrows twitched slightly, thinking that he would not show it to you!

On the side, the spring frog Qiucai licked the candied haws in his hand and walked over to take a look.

"What a beautiful fairy sister, can you still paint, brother?"

"Draw us a picture too!"

Xiao Ran waved his hand.

"Go go, I won't drive a stroller, I'll talk about it when I grow up!"

The two girls were not interested, and continued to lick the candied haws, trying to finish the lick before returning to Baicao Peak.

Among them, the spring frog is obviously faster than Qiu Chan, which arouses Qiu Chan's dissatisfaction, and guesses the game there to determine the winner.

Chu Yan returned the bamboo board to Xiao Ran, her expression softened slightly, a little embarrassed:

"Thanks to you this time about Wuyan City."

Xiao Ran only said:

"In the future, I can be more models for my book. If it sells well, we will make a fortune!"

Best seller?

Chu Yan shook his head hurriedly.

"You can't sell it, it's okay to collect it. You made a great contribution this time and you won't be short of money."

Can’t you sell it?

But a book artist has always been my dream!

Xiao Ran was a little disappointed.

Forget it, in the future, it will spread in a small area on Zhijian Peak and Baicao Peak, and you can live the addiction of being a painter.

"This is a business worth taking seriously. I have to get a study room and paint it well."

Chu Yan gave Xiao Ran a white look, anti-education said:

"You should practice well. People in the Dao League in Wuyan City are talking about you. You may be appointed by the Dao League as a Tianjiao. You will participate in the Tianjiao Conference in Chaos City next month. He is a genius among the geniuses in the cultivation world for five hundred years. When that happens, don’t shame the sect."

Xiao Ran nodded, thoughtfully:

"You really can't be embarrassed, I will go to Baicao Peak to find some stronger material!"

Not listening at all...

Chuan Yan Ren.

I even wanted to follow along.

……

Before going to Baicao Peak, Xiao Ran went to Zhujian Peak and saw the real ink cartridge again.

Forging the sword hall.

The real ink cartridge looked at Xiao Ran up and down, seeing that his eyes were different.

"Unexpectedly, my nephew is not only gifted, but also concerned about the common people in the world. It is a blessing in the Age of Domination."

Don't blow, you are about to become Lin Yunzi second!

Xiao Ran handed the broken sword and the complemented sword patterns to the real ink cartridge, hoping that the elders would recast and polish them.

The ink cartridge was really surprised.

"Why do you have a complete sword pattern?"

Xiao Ran didn't want to boast, just casually said:

"The sword spirit gave me the dream."

The real ink cartridge paced back and forth, stroking his beard:

"Senior nephew does not need to be too modest. If it is you, it is reasonable to have such spiritual patterns."

Xiao Ran was taken aback for a moment, and he couldn't keep a low profile!

Whatever you say!

A real ink cartridge whimpers with a broken sword~IndoMTL.com~ I can’t conceal the shock and feelings in my heart. I said for a long time:

"Don't worry, this broken sword will personally grind for my nephew, which is also a challenge for me."

Xiao Ran looked around, but didn't see the higher teacher.

"Where is Senior Senior Brother?"

The old face of the ink cartridge sinks slightly.

"Thanks to my nephew, this kid has recently been in a relationship, and the old man can't be too unkind. Let him take a few days off."

Xiao Ran suddenly became vigilant and asked tentatively:

"Senior brother has left the sect to go out to play?"

"He dare!"

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