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Chapter 1968 You can still paint?

"In that case, don't think too much about it. If there is a holy master, he should be here for our Fourth Ancestor Association!"

The ancestor of the Zhu family smiled and said: "And with the Holy Master coming, won't our association be more lively?"

"That's true!"

After the ancestor of the Lan family nodded, he finally said nothing.

"Brother, what is your... relationship with our ancestor?"

On the other side, when Jiang Xiaobai followed the middle-aged man out of the Zhuting area, the man finally couldn't help but ask.

Being arranged by the ancestor to be a sword boy, and being praised, this was definitely the first time in the Zhu family.

“See you for the first time today!”

Jiang Xiaobai responded.

The man was obviously stunned when he heard Jiang Xiaobai's answer, nodded, and didn't ask any more questions.

Who believes it!

Since Jiang Xiaobai said this, he had the right to just listen and be done with it.

Half an hour later.

Under the leadership of the man, Jiang Xiaobai walked into a luxurious mansion. He originally thought that this was the Zhu family, but it was not the case.

I saw the middle-aged man leading him directly into a teleportation array, and the two of them disappeared in the waves of light.

When he reappeared, he entered the mountains directly.

Here the birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant, and there are bamboo forests.

The buildings rise and fall in this mountain and bamboo forest, there are waterfalls and springs, and the overall atmosphere is really memorable.

When the middle-aged man led him in one direction, Jiang Xiaobai discovered that chessboards for the game could be seen everywhere.

There is also a Yaqian specializing in sword practice.

Also very accurate.

"The sword boys here are mainly responsible for training the family disciples!"

The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Do you have someone you like? I can arrange it for you directly!"

Normally, he would hardly ask this question.

Just arrange it directly.

But considering the relationship between Jiang Xiaobai and his ancestor, he might as well ask a few more questions.

"Oh, anyone can?"

When Jiang Xiaobai heard this, he raised his eyebrows.

"Well, anyone can!"

The middle-aged man nodded, his face full of confidence.

There are words from an ancestor of their Zhu family, and it is basically just a matter of one sentence to arrange who to go to.

"Then Miss Feng Xi!"

Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile on his face.

"this……"

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly stiffened and he said, "I'm sorry, Miss Feng Xi is not from our Zhu family, and she doesn't need a sword boy. Besides her, you should find another one here!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man looked obviously helpless.

Ji Fengxi's position in their family is extremely special. The ancestor would go to Ji Fengxi's place to play chess when he had nothing to do.

That status is quite high.

Make arrangements to go to Ji Fengxi's place and stop making trouble.

Even the ancestors dare not make arrangements directly. Even if they are arranged, they must be consulted in advance.

Jiang Xiaobai saw something was wrong with this man's expression and knew that his request was almost impossible, so he could only shrug helplessly.

"How about I choose something easier for you?"

At this time, the middle-aged man spoke.

"Can!"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded lightly.

"Then come with me!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he led Jiang Xiaobai to another road.

Half an hour later, the two stopped walking, and what appeared in front of them was a building that looked very tall.

The most eye-catching thing here is that there is a big tree occupying half of the place next to it.

The leaves were falling from the trees, and the scenery had an indescribable unique feeling.

In addition, he breathed another smell here.

That's the smell of wine.

"This is Master Zhuqing's residence!"

The middle-aged man's voice sounded: "What did he say? His hobby is wine. Ever since he was a child, he has been addicted to wine every day!"

"No wonder the aroma of wine is so strong!"

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were strange.

When he came to this world, he rarely smelled the aroma of authentic fine wine, but he felt it very clearly here.

And the name Zhuqing came from it.

Very similar to a certain wine from outside the world...

"Come in with me!"

The middle-aged man's voice paused as he spoke: "However, be mentally prepared, Master Zhuqing spends most of his time drinking and sleeping!"

Jiang Xiaobai's expression changed after hearing this.

Yes, he thought of Mr. Ling, who was also an absolute alcoholic and was also intoxicated with wine all day long.

But the wine brewed by Mr. Ling is truly outstanding.

Gradually, the two of them walked into the courtyard, but at this time they were stunned for a moment.

Under the big tree, I saw a young man sitting in front of a long table, with rice paper lying on top, and the man was drawing something with a pen.

He was so absorbed that he didn't notice the arrival of the two people.

When the two of them got closer, Jiang Xiaobai glanced at the scroll, his brows raised involuntarily, and then a smile appeared.

Yes, the lines are a bit rougher though.

But he could see the shape. It was Ji Fengxi who was depicted here.

"wrong……"

At this time, the young man shook his head and his voice sounded.

As he spoke, you could see his brows furrowed.

He tried hard to recall Ji Fengxi's appearance, but for some reason, the appearance was always blurry.

He tried to write again, but put it away again. Finally, he sighed secretly and put the brush aside.

Can't draw it!

The middle-aged man saw Zhu Qing put down his pen and immediately said: "See you, Master Zhu Qing!"

"Um?"

The young man was suddenly startled. He turned his head and noticed the middle-aged man and Jiang Xiaobai. His expression changed instantly.

"You...when did you two come?"

"just!"

The middle-aged man looked at Zhu Qing and responded respectfully.

In fact, he didn't think anything about Zhuqing's paintings.

Because of Ji Fengxi's arrival, she was liked by many young disciples of the four major families.

Handsome and talented, with a pleasant personality, modest and elegant.

But it's a pity that Ji Fengxi has never looked at anyone directly.

Always deliberately keeping a distance.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Zhuqing has a secret crush in front of her.

"Is something wrong?"

After Zhuqing was embarrassed, his expression quickly became normal.

"Master Zhuqing, this is the sword boy arranged by the ancestor himself. He will follow you from today on!" the middle-aged man said.

"I don't need a sword boy!"

After Zhuqing heard this, he refused.

Although the swords of his Zhu family are very strong, he has not been interested in swords since he was a child.

Of course he doesn't need a sword boy.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man was about to continue pressing with his ancestor, but Jiang Xiaobai's voice sounded at this moment: "I saw that your painting was only half finished. Do you need my help?"

"you?"

After hearing this, Zhu Qing looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "What, you can also draw?"

"Yeah, very strong!"

Jiang Xiaobai was not modest at the moment.

"Yo ho!"

Zhuqing suddenly laughed.

In this Jinghong City, even the Ju family who are good at painting dare not say that they are very strong.

This guy is quite interesting.

But what if Jiang Xiaobai has real abilities?

Have you met Ji Fengxi?

Even if I have seen it, so what?

That kind of vagueness makes it impossible to write anything.

It took him a long time to get to this half-finished product now.


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