Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Who is peeping in the dark!
"Rong'er, come back." Seeing his daughter's expression of wanting to kill Zhou Li, Father Lu pulled her back and asked quietly, "Did you buy that painting just now?"
"I would rather die than buy Zhou Li's portrait!" Lu Rong had already killed Zhou Li countless times in his heart, and decided to fight him to the death for two lifetimes.
"Did you draw that picture yourself?" Lu's father asked tentatively.
Lu Rong's mind cleared up, and she hurriedly said, "How, how is it possible! Qiu Ling bought it from outside and asked me to help her polish it. If you don't believe me, you can ask Qiu Ling directly."
Qiu Ling has been her playmate since childhood. He would go down the mountain to play in the human world from time to time and brought back many rare things.
Qiu Ling told her that Luocheng, famous for its handsome men, would hold a spring banquet in three days.
"Then I'll ask now."
Seeing that his father really wanted to ask, Lu Rong sniffed in a wronged manner, "Dad, you just don't believe me. You always protect Zhou Li."
Upon hearing this, Lu Wen quickly put away his jade token and coaxed the other person, "I won't ask anymore. Why are you always picking on Li'er? You two grew up together as childhood sweethearts."
"He and I are not childhood sweethearts, we are sworn enemies." Lu Rong emphasized again, reaching out to pull on his old father's sleeve and shaking it, "Dad, can you help me get that painting back?"
"Oh, wishful thinking." Father Lu changed his expression immediately. "The painting is like that..."
He was too embarrassed to say it, Lu Rong thought, this is half-naked with clothes on the bottom, her room is full of portraits of people without clothes.
And this was actually the first time she drew a picture based on Zhou Li. If the 30,000 gold from the big money sponsor was not too tempting, she would not have been willing to let Zhou Li's face stay in her mind for seven days.
Now not only did she finish the painting, but she also lost everything. The painting was confiscated by Zhou Li. It was completely a complete loss of both the wife and the army.
Hateful Zhou Li.
The more Lu Rong thought about it, the more itchy her teeth became. She wanted to bite Zhou Li a few times to vent her anger.
For the sake of the painting, Lu Rong still begged in a soft voice: "Please, Daddy, you see, I came all the way here just to bring you loquats."
"Loquat?" Lu Wen's voice rose a few notches when he heard it. "Did you pick them in Haitang Garden?"
"Yeah, it's quite far." Lu Rong obediently handed the fresh loquats to her father, "So can you help me get the painting back?"
Father Lu blew his beard and glared, "Lu Rong! Those are spiritual creatures I've painstakingly cultivated for a hundred years! Did you pick them all?" Lu Rong had a bad feeling and hurriedly put the bag of loquats in his hand, smiling guiltily, "No, Dad, I have something else to do. I'll be leaving first."
Lu Rong ran very fast, and Lu's father hurriedly checked his spiritual plants, and found that there were only a few left!
"Lu Rong, if you haven't advanced yet in this period of time, I will throw you into the eighteenth level of training!"
Lu Rong listened to his old father's exasperated voice and shouted without turning his head, "I know, Dad, I will try my best!"
Father Lu sighed helplessly. He was worried about his daughter. He said that she had not made any progress over the years, but she could come and go freely in all the barriers of Xuanyang Sect. He set up a barrier for the spirit plant, and no one else could enter, but it failed to protect his daughter.
But she has made progress, and her cultivation has remained the same for ten years. Although some people do achieve success late in life, she is now completely obsessed with pleasure.
He looked at the loquat in his hand. It was indeed fresh: "This child..."
Lu Rong hurried back to his residence and closed the door to block out the concerned gaze of his maid Xue Er.
She sat on the carpeted floor and took out her work jade token to send a message to her big money sponsor.
Cao Se: I’m sorry, something unexpected happened. The painting was snatched away by a bad guy. Do you want your money back or do you want me to draw a new one for you?
Big money sponsor: Wow, what’s going on? Who stole my picture?
Big money sponsor: How long will it take to repaint it?
Caose: I will give you an extra small picture in five days at most.
Big Sponsor: Sure, sure! I can wait! It’s just a small picture…
Grass color: Hmm?
Big Sponsor: Can you draw me without clothes? (shy)
Lu Rong: “…” I don’t want to draw a picture of my mortal enemy!
Big money sponsor: I can add more money, an additional 10,000 gold.
Lu Rong thought about it and realized it was her own problem, so it was hard to refuse.
Cao Se: Sure, baby, you don’t need to pay extra. But you still have to wait a few days. Sorry.
For the sake of her reputation in the circle, she can let the image of Zhou Li without clothes stay in her mind for up to three days.
No, one day at most!
Lu Rong simply asked the other party about their requirements for the small picture, and then took the jade token back.
She simply lay down on the ground, looking at the roof, feeling that if she continued to draw such a long picture her eyes would really go blind. The best way was to take the picture back and draw a smaller one.
Lu Rong's brain was like a paste now. He couldn't think anymore. His brain just shut down and he fell asleep the moment he closed his eyes.
The invisible vision that enveloped the entire room was suddenly withdrawn.
Zhou Li opened his eyes and looked at the scroll that he had already opened completely.
The face of the person in the scroll was about 70% similar to him, but the body was a little different. His gaze slid down from the neck covered with kiss marks. The clothes half hanging on the arm with the collar open were as thin as rain and mist, half covering and half revealing the lines of the abdomen. A drop of sweat extended from the mermaid line and slid down, as if it was about to sink into some more obscure place.
He looked at the lower half of his body, and inexplicably remembered what Lu Rong had said in his mind before. He subconsciously turned his gaze away and looked directly at the signature.
The bright red square seal has the words "Grass Color" printed on it.
"Grass color?" He stood up and moved closer, his fingertips touching the scroll to draw out a residual breath.
In addition to the scent of ink, there is also a faint fruity scent.
He touched his fingertips to the tip of his nose and seemed to smell another scent.
In his sleep, Lu Rong scratched his head which had not been washed for three days, raised his butt and continued to sleep.
Zhou Li withdrew his hand. In fact, he knew in his heart that the painting was painted by Lu Rong.
He put the scroll away indifferently and placed it on the desk, his brows slightly furrowed.
It would be nice if the woman in the dream had a deer face so that she could be identified.
But he had been dreaming of those ridiculous scenes for three nights, and he still had no thoughts at all.
If it is really a disaster, what kind of disaster is it?
Vast spiritual energy floated around Zhou Li, and his sword intent suddenly rose. An afternoon gale blew through the huge Xuanyang Sect, blowing petals all over the place and landing on the sleeping person through the half-open window.
Lu Rong slept so soundly that she didn't know whether it was day or night. When she opened her eyes, she saw a faint candlelight in the room and a thin blanket covering her body.
She rubbed her eyes, sat up dazedly, and rubbed her eyes: "Snow Ear?"
"Hey! I'm here!" Xue'er's voice came from outside, and soon she came in with a lunch box. "Rongrong, you're finally awake. Are you hungry?"
"I'm hungry." Lu Rong touched his hungry stomach, "What time is it now?"
"It's already midnight. I thought you would sleep until tomorrow morning." Xue'er put the lunch box on the round table in the house.
Lu Rong jumped up, yawning, still sleepy. "I still have things to do tonight."
"Are you still staying up late to draw?" Xue'er is the maid who has always been with Lu Rong. She is well-behaved and smart, and knows that Lu Rong has been staying up late to draw recently.
Lu Rong took out the food and ate it hastily.
In fact, she had been practicing fasting when she reached the middle stage of foundation building a few years ago, but she found that fasting did not affect her cravings. She had to eat and drink as she pleased.
"No, first go to my treasure house and find the Bailidun magic weapon that my father gave me last time for protection, and then prepare a box of pastries." Lu Rong said quickly. Xue Er took note and went to Lu Rong's small treasure house to find the magic weapon.
When they were almost done eating, Xue'er also brought in the box containing the magic weapon and the food box.
Lu Rong opened the box and put the gold bracelet inlaid with eight gems of different colors on her wrist, then picked up the pastries and went out.
She wanted to go to Wuhuijian where Zhou Li lived and find a way to get her painting back.
Wuhuijian is located to the north and south of Zhuiyu Pavilion where she lives, and spans the entire Xuanyang Sect.
But her current cultivation level is not enough to fly a sword, so every time she travels far away, she has to borrow her father's mount.
But that's not possible tonight, so she can only take out her jade token to call her friends.
"Qiu Ling! Help!" She shouted at the jade token, and the jade token vibrated slightly, imprinting a phantom of a human figure.
"What?" Qiu Ling was standing there as punishment with a worried look on his face.
"I'll lend you my mount." Qiu Ling has his own flying spirit beast.
Lu Rong should have had one too, but her father was afraid that she would go out and play around, so he didn't give it to her.
"Qingyu can't fly. It was captured by my father." Qiu Ling spread his hands helplessly.
"What's wrong with you?" Lu Rong asked with concern.
Qiu Ling: "It's hard to explain. Where are you going in the middle of the night?"
Lu Rong curled her lips and said, "My painting was snatched away by the abominable Zhou Li. I plan to go find him and ask for it back."
"Would the Sword Master steal your things? I thought he had truly become a heartless and desireless immortal." Qiu Ling touched his chin. "I have a spiritual weapon that can fly for a while. I'll send it to you via the jade token."
After Qiu Ling finished speaking, something appeared in Lu Rong's hand.
Lu Rong: “?” Bamboo dragonfly?
Wow, this is Xiuxian A-meng, right?
But being able to fly is enough. He said to Qiu Ling in gratitude, "Thank you so much!"
"Go, strong man."
The two of them hung up after they finished talking. She took the bamboo dragonfly and drove it with her spiritual power. The bamboo dragonfly immediately became two circles larger and carried her directly into the sky, heading straight to Wuhuijian.
Wuhuijian is located in the most remote place of Xuanyang Sect. The stream flows quickly among the mountains. Zhou Li’s residence, the seven-story Wuhui Tower, is located at the highest point. From that place, one can overlook the entire Xuanyang Sect, and bright lights are on all night long.
If a disciple who has been away from home cannot see the road clearly when returning late at night, he will feel at ease as long as he sees the bright lights of Wuhui Tower.
Since we saw Wuhui Tower, it meant that we had arrived at a place where Sword Master could arrive in an instant, so it must be a safe place.
Even Zhuiyu Pavilion, which is the farthest from Wuhui Tower, can see the bright lights of Wuhui Tower.
The lights were still bright tonight. Lu Rong went in that direction, still wondering what he should do to get Zhou Li to return his painting.
But things happen unexpectedly. A strong wind suddenly blew and blew the bamboo dragonfly that Lu Rong caught into a spiral, forcing her to descend.
Before Lu Rong could react, he heard an arrogant voice in the darkness: "I am Mo Chou, a disciple of Qingfeng Sect. I am Mo Chou, the one who has no friends on the road ahead! I come to ask the Sword Master Wuwen for advice!"
Lu Rong looked in the direction of the voice, and with half-closed eyes, he saw a graceful young man in white clothes standing high in the moonlight in the darkness.
No, it was a middle school boy who showed up in the middle of the night and humiliated himself.
He came to someone else's house late at night to get beaten instead of sleeping.
But there are endless people like this, like rabbits giving birth to babies, one litter after another.
Lu Rong stood on the top of a tree and looked at his bracelet. Baili Dun, as the name suggests, means that he can escape freely underground within a hundred miles.
She is now about a hundred miles away from Wuhui Tower. When Zhou Li comes out to fight this man, she can sneak underground to his residence and take her painting away.
Anyway, after getting it back, according to Zhou Li's personality, he won't bother with her too much.
Lu Rong felt that his plan was flawless, and the young man's voice rang in his ears.
"Who is peeping in the dark!" A sharp sword energy rushed straight to her eyebrows.
Her pupils shrank slightly, and she didn't have time to dodge.
The world suddenly fell silent, and a cold voice echoed from the darkness: "Get lost."
There was no sword energy around, but the sword that was just a few inches away from her was completely shattered. Before the middle school boy could react, a gust of wind came and knocked the man out of Xuanyang Sect.
The moonlight seemed to have dimmed a bit.
Lu Rong raised her eyes, her frightened eyes fixed on Zhou Li, who had appeared at some point with his black hair loose.
Zhou Li's clothes were not as tight as he wore during the day, and his collar was a little loose. Lu Rong's eyes subconsciously fell on his Adam's apple.
"You..." Zhou Li was about to ask when an excited voice popped up in his mind.
[Damn, damn, Zhou Li is abominable, but this Adam's apple is really suitable for sex. Biting it while making love, licking and biting at the same time, biting until the corners of his eyes turn red, he must be extremely horny.]
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