Zhou Moqing in the painting has already taken the lead in climbing onto the golden sedan chair and pulling his sister out. The rest of the Qingyuan sect and the welcoming team are fighting together, and the painting is frozen in this moment.
Luo Xingchen stretched out his finger again and wiped Zhou Moqing's hair. When he touched his hand, he found that it was still new ink, but the passers-by around him could not wipe so much ink on their bodies. This meant that the newly intruded Zhou Moqing and other people from the Qingyuan Sect were
Someone just painted it on the spot!
"Are they dead?" Cong Sheng asked Luo Xingchen a little scared.
"I don't know either." Luo Xingchen said with a red mole on his eyebrow, "But everyone must listen to me in the future and don't act impulsively!"
Shen Yu was carried by Bei Xingyao into a space with an undetectable faint scent of ink.
Shen Yu has been a dog-nosed person since she was a child, and her nose is the most sensitive of all five senses. She can never forget any smell she smells. Especially when she first started to wear books, she was forced to practice calligraphy for several months. She was very familiar with this wisp of ink.
The smell was particularly impressive!
When they landed, they happened to encounter a bustling street where someone was vying for a bride. It was very lively. Shen Yu liked to see this kind of excitement the most. He just couldn't stand watching it...
Bei Xingyao hugged her and landed on a low roof, where he could just see the backs of the heads of the group who snatched the bride, but could not see their faces.
Bei Xingyao suddenly asked: "Do you want to sit in a sedan chair?"
Shen Yu: "Ah?"
As soon as Bei Xingyao came into contact with Shen Yu, many images appeared in his mind, the most of which was her voice and smile. His cold heart could not help but feel warm, and a strange feeling filled his brain.
He wanted to get close to her, but he thought it would scare her, so he struggled with it for a long time. Seeing her staring at the sedan in fascination, he said such a sentence without thinking.
"Would you like to sit in that sedan chair?" Bei Xingyao asked again, pointing to the glittering golden sedan chair carried by thirty-two people below.
Shen Yu didn't realize that she was just a passerby and could eat melons on herself. What did Beixing Yao mean? Can the bride's sedan chair be used to sit and play casually here?
Moreover, Shen Yu also doubted the authenticity of Bei Xing Yao.
"Uh..." She hesitated.
At this time, on the street, more and more people crowded in the tall restaurants along the street to watch the fun, especially on the other side of the street there was a very tall clock tower, which was also full of people doing business and watching the fun.
While Shen Yu was hesitating for a few seconds, a child suddenly fell from the top of the bell tower.
Shen Yu saw a flash of black shadow, and Bei Xingyao took the child directly like a sharp sword out of its sheath. His black hairband flew across his coldly shining face, and his voice was cold:
"Child, you don't want to die!"
The child, who was about five or six years old, was already pale with fright, but when Bei Xingyao hit him hard, he cried loudly, which made Bei Xingyao confused.
Seeing Leng Meiren's dumbfounded look, Shen Yu couldn't help but laugh, couldn't help but hug the child, and comforted her sweetly, thinking in her heart that even if this person was not the real Bei Xingyao, she was still very close to him.
Similar, he is a cold-faced and warm-hearted master!
By the time they were holding the child and jumping off the eaves, the bride-grabbing over there was over. Probably the robbery was not successful. The bride returned to the sedan chair, and the bride-grabbers were put on hoods and escorted together.
Behind the sedan chair.
Shen Yuzheng sighed: "It seems that the bride was not successful in the robbery. The bride is probably not willing to marry. Her lover who stole the bride is not as good as others. He lost his wife and lost his army. It is considered a trap. He still fell into the hands of his love rival.
,Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
This excitement is not good-looking at all, Shen Yu thought to herself, she still wanted to see the drama of successfully snatching the bride and the lovers finally becoming brothers and sisters, ah, bah! What a drama.
She glanced at Bei Xingyao's face carefully and thought to herself, she had just experienced it herself, hahaha.
I just don’t know if this Bei Xingyao is also gay. He can also wield the Meteor Sword and his moves are decent. He can’t be Lao Bei’s twin brother, right?
Or, is it another copy?
Shen Yu was thinking when he suddenly heard a woman's elegant voice: "Help me..."
Shen Yu was startled and looked at the sedan chair that was getting farther and farther away from them. The voice seemed to come from the back of the bride's head.
She looked at the people around her, everything was normal, as if she was the only one who could hear the sound.
"Save me..." There was another voice, this time clearer and louder than the last time, and Shen Yu had heard this voice before. This elegant voice was... the one who painted Saint Zhou Modan!
Shen Yu immediately turned to Bei Xingyao: "I want to sit in that sedan chair."
Bei Xingyao glanced at her with a calm expression and said "Okay".
Shen Yu was surprised that he could hear other people's inner voices, and it was the voice of a specific person.
"Ah Yao," Shen Yu suddenly turned to him and asked, "Are you thinking about how we can steal the sedan?"
Bei Xingyao: "Yeah."
Not being able to hear, Shen Yu thought in despair, it really had to be a specific person, because she couldn't hear the inner thoughts and voices of the people around her, including Bei Xingyao.
Within a moment of Bei Xing's acknowledgment, Shen Yu was pulled by him, and the two of them jumped onto the large sedan chair with thirty-two people like two ghosts.
The thirty-two people only felt a gust of wind passing behind them, and some even glanced back but saw nothing.
At the same time, in the huge sedan chair, Shen Yu and Bei Xingyao were leaning on the backs of chairs, one on the left and the other on the right, sitting behind the bride. There was a lot of space in the sedan chair, which could accommodate Bei Xingyao's long legs of about 1.4 meters.
Shen Yu glanced at the legs and said "tsk", thinking in her mind who has straighter and more beautiful legs, him or the flower fox... Also, this is what it feels like to sit in a bride's sedan chair, high up inside the sedan chair.
The contrast between gold and red, and the smell of fragrant powder made her so envious that she wanted to get married.
"Shen...Lord Shen?" The bride in the sedan chair seemed to have been tapped on her acupuncture points. She couldn't move her head. She glanced hard enough to catch a glimpse of Shen Yu, and she carefully confirmed.
"Yes." Shen Yu also whispered, "Painting Saint, what's going on? Why are you not at Qingyuanmen and marrying to Wutong Village instead?"
"I couldn't explain clearly at the moment." Zhou Modan said, "But the groom is Tang Ye. It all starts with my paintings. People from the Tang Sect are interested in my painting skills, but I don't want to marry Tang Ye.
night!"
"Tang Ye?" Shen Yu quietly raised his head and glanced at the groom. It turned out to be Tang Ye who had changed his face. Their souls had been replaced? He said sympathetically, "No normal person would want to marry him!"
Such an obscene and dirty man would be despised by thousands of girls if he had money, wealth and beauty in modern times. What's more, in ancient times, he looked so obscene...
Hey, wait a minute, wasn't Tang Ye castrated by Xiao Huaibi? Why is he still insisting on getting a wife?
At this time, Zhou Modan thought anxiously: Should I let her know about Jin Xingshi? How should I explain it?
"Jin Xingshi?" Shen Yu asked with a frown, "Is the Jin Xingshi really on your body?"
Zhou Modan: "..." What's going on? How does she know what I'm thinking?
"Ah, I want to explain this to you." Shen Yu continued, "I really don't want to pry into your privacy, but I can hear it."
Zhou Modan: "..." Including the fact that I like the soul-chasing young master.
Shen Yu kicked Bei Xingyao and said, "Is he here?"
Unexpectedly, Zhou Modan only looked at Shen Yu in surprise, his mind went blank, and he didn't even look at Bei Xingyao.
Something fishy! Shen Yu narrowed her peach blossom eyes and felt keenly in her heart that something was fishy about this matter.
The sedan chair wandered on the road for a long time and stopped at a remote villa. Waiting outside the door were the two elders of the Tang Sect, Yin and Yang, who carried the Yin and Yang Bagua on their heads.
"Master, are you here?" Elder Yin asked with a smirk on his face and a wink.
"That's right," Tang Ye pulled off the mask on his face and said, "and he also arrested the Qingyuan Sect group. That little bastard wanted to take the Painting Saint back. What a beautiful idea!"
"Yes, yes..." Elder Yin responded while glancing at Zhou Modan.
Elder Yang said: "I wonder if the person Xian'er wants has arrived? We can't work in vain!"
"That little 'bitch' Yun Zhongxian actually wants to be the Crown Princess of the Yue Kingdom, hehehehe... is that interesting?"
Elder Yin came over and whispered: "Master, if you help her succeed, the three of us will not suffer any loss!"
"Huh huh huh..." Tang Ye and he pointed at each other and started laughing.
Elder Yang stepped forward and wanted to pull Zhou Modan out of the sedan. At this time, Bei Xingyao lifted the curtain and stretched out a hand to directly block him.
"Oh! This isn't that..." Tang Ye was about to speak when the Bei Xing Yao Meteor Sword was unsheathed. The light of the Meteor Sword immediately shaved the hair of the three of them into a nice shape, with the scalp exposed on top!
The bride who borrowed Bei Xingyao's hand to get off the sedan couldn't help but burst into laughter!
At this time, Hua Qianchen couldn't help but frowned as he witnessed everything in front of him. The scene between him and Yun Zhongxian was not as still as the scene on the sunny and rainy Rongluo Xingchen side. Instead, it moved with Bei Xingyao and the bride's sedan chair.
appeared and spread again.
Another point is that now Hua Qianchen can see Qingyu Rong and them, but even if Qing Yurong and the others look back, they are still in the void. Luo Xingchen is studying the huge picture hanging in front of them in order to find a way to break the formation.
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Hua Qianchen frowned because he felt that the beautiful bride being helped out of the sedan by Bei Xingyao was no longer Zhou Modan, but Shen Yu.
On the outside, the painting saint is said to be gentle and dignified, but in reality, he is timid and cowardly. It is absolutely impossible for him to be so calm and scornful when he is in danger.
As Beixing Yao helped the bride out of the car, Hua Qianchen felt that the bride must be the daring Shen Yu, and he immediately had a headache!
Does she like to pay homage to others so much? The other person is still a low-ranking head of the Tang Sect, and he feels very angry, but he is even more worried about Shen Yu. After all, he also feels that this Bei Xing Yao is weird and cannot be completely trusted.
"How about it, are you envious when you see someone getting married?" Yun Zhongxian looked at Hua Qianchen and asked.
"What do you mean by Hall Master Yun letting me see this?" Hua Qianchen stroked the jade flute and said, "Are you looking at the happy event of the marriage between the Tang Clan and the Qingyuan Clan? I don't have any money with me."
Yun Zhongxian laughed: "Master Du Ruo is really interesting. Don't worry, you will know later."
When Tang Ye was about to come over to take the bride, Bei Xingyao couldn't help but walked up and took one end of the bride's red silk in his hand.
Tang Ye: "..." Are you a bit bullying?
But Bei Xingyao didn't think so. He glanced at Tang Ye's red groom's clothes, which had a long hair on his body, and coldly said one word to him: "Take off--"
Tang Ye: "Xian'er agreed to let me marry the painting saint, young master..."
Shen Yu, who disguised herself as Zhou Modan, smiled brightly and thought to herself: It's really a good thing not to worship this disgusting guy!
This time Bei Xingyao saw Shen Yu smiling, and immediately felt good. Bei Xingyao waved his hand and rained down meteor swords from the sky. Tang Ye and Elder Yin Yang covered their remaining hair.
Bei Xingyao glanced at Shen Yu, raised his eyebrows and gave Tang Ye three words as an exception: "Take it off!"
Elder Yin Yang covered his hair and whispered to Tang Ye: "Master, as long as it does not affect the plan, anyone can worship her. The key is the Five Elements Stone!"
When Tang Ye heard this, he realized: "I don't care about you, I'm just a young master, and still..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Bei Xingyao Hanhan's eye strike, and he immediately shut up and took off his wedding clothes.
Violence is more effective against bad guys, Shen Yu thought, it is simple, time-saving and efficient! Compared with some law enforcers in the modern civilized society where she lives, who are tolerant and generous to bad guys, the practice of making good people suffer is countless times more civilized.
!
It is said that Bei Xingyao is really a clothes showman. When he puts on Tang Ye's wretched groom's clothes, he immediately looks gorgeous and handsome.
Shen Yu's eyes sparkled, thinking how nice it would be if he wasn't gay.
Then, Shen Yu looked at the groom and the husband with satisfaction, and suddenly felt that something was missing?
Shen Yu thought for a while, returned to the sedan room, pulled off a curtain bead chain studded with gold beads and Shanshan from the extremely luxurious sedan, and then used Bei Xingyao's black hairband to tie his hair.
After twisting her hair into a bun, she wound the golden-red bead chain several times before taking the hairpin.
Shen Yu is a very handsome groom. Shen Yu smiles so hard that he can't even see his teeth.
Outside the painting, Hua Qianchen felt extremely sad, but his face remained calm and calm: "Do you just want me to see the Painting Saint and Beixing Yao worship in the hall, Hall Master Yun?"
"Painting Saint?" Yun Zhongxian smiled and flicked his sleeves, and another bell rang. Hua Qianchen immediately closed his five senses, fearing that the sound would affect his mind. The picture in front of him changed again, and he saw Painting Saint
Zhou Modan had sneaked in from the backyard of Bieyuan.
Hearing the noise, a team of people from the Immortal and Demonic Hall immediately came over to inspect. Dan Modan hid behind the rockery stone, and with trembling hands, he drew a black and white cat on the stone with a shining golden brush.
After she finished painting the last stroke, the cat came to life from the painting and jumped out with a meow.
When the disciples of the Immortal and Demon Hall saw that it was a night owl doing worship, they turned around and left.
Hua Qianchen stared at Zhou Modan's pen and his expression changed slightly.
Yun Zhongxian smiled and said: "You didn't expect that the bride at the front door is not a painting saint, but your beloved!"
Hua Qianchen's face remained calm: "So, no matter who she marries, she is the only one I like. Don't you understand, Hall Master Yun?"
But they punched holes in the silk strips in their sleeves, and after a while, a few oriole birds landed around them, and then flew silently into each painting.
Yun Zhongxian didn't notice anything strange. After all, there were too many small animals that accidentally entered Hua Xian's scroll, and it was very common for birds to break in.
Moreover, everything done by everyone in this fairy scroll is under her sight. She is like a chess player, seeming to have complete control over the fate of everyone in the scroll.
Shen Yu thought that only people from Tang Clan and Xi Mo would be present at this wedding. Unexpectedly, when Bei Xingyao led her into the main hall.
Since her hijab was only a thin and enchanting red gauze, her vision was not restricted at all. She saw almost the entire Jianghu sect, people whose names she remembered and people whose names she did not remember, all sitting aside.
This is indeed quite surprising, and it doesn’t seem like they were forced by the Immortal and Demon Hall people. Everyone was still chatting and laughing, and having a good time...
This is a bit strange!
Moreover, Shen Yu could smell the wisps of ink fragrance again, and felt that the family of calligraphy and painting was different. Zhou Mo Dan even spoke with the literary style of paper and ink scrolls, and there were also these wisps of ink fragrance that seemed to be absent.
While talking, the newlyweds arrived in front of the hall. As for worshiping in a hall, Shen Yu had never experienced it before, and she still had a little expectation.
Then I heard a strange voice saying: "Wait a minute, she's fake!"
As he spoke, Elder Yang escorted two siblings, Zhou Modan and Zhou Moqing, as well as people from the Qingyuan Sect, in.
Shen Yu was very disappointed. Although it was a temporary bridal outfit, she was still allowed to be the first bride. It seemed that being single was a fate, and so far she was unable to get rid of it. Even though she was so good, 嘤嘤嘤……
Now that he was discovered, he didn't hesitate any longer. Shen Yu stood in front of Bei Xingyao and said, "I just came to pay homage, I just changed my appearance!"
As Shen Yu spoke, he pulled off the freshly made mask on his face, and the hall immediately became brighter.
It is said that the beauty of Lord Jiaoyue Shen Yurong can kill people. Shen Yu felt it deeply today.
Because after she swept the spider silk in the colorful ring in a full circle, no one woke up from being obsessed with her beauty!
What does group destruction mean? This is it.
Shen Yu took the opportunity to pull up Bei Xingyao, untied everyone in the Qingyuan Sect, and ran out together.
However, what happens next is very mysterious.
No matter how hard Shen Yu and the others ran, they were still wandering around in this courtyard, unable to get out at all.
Bei Xingyao said: "Go to the bridal chamber!"
Shen Yu's first reaction was: "It's not good, we haven't worshiped yet."
A blush appeared on Bei Xingyao's cold face, and he tried his best to say in a cold voice: "There seems to be an emergency exit there. It was left by the people of the Tang Sect to ensure their own safety."
"Okay. Our Qingyuan Sect listens to Wangyue Tower." Zhou Moqing said with a gray face. The key is not to listen. They had suffered losses before, and as a result, their sister came back to save them and was caught again.
Since everyone in the main hall was caught off guard and stuck by Shen Yu with gold threads, they only needed to avoid the guards of the Immortal and Demon Hall to enter the bride's bridal chamber without anyone noticing.