Chapter 939 Familiar Scroll

Among them, a man and a woman were very intimate and leaning closely together.

Qin Xiuyan guessed that judging by their appearance, they should be Wanwan's father and mother. They must have been very young at that time.

The woman's eyes were gentle and firm, and the man's expression was also calm.

Looking at this handsome man and beautiful girl, they are indeed worthy of being Wanwan's parents.

Beside them stood another man.

Perhaps due to the passage of time, his figure has become a little blurry in the painting, but his appearance can still be recognized from his face.

His clothes were not unusual, and there was a hint of thoughtfulness in his expression.

Shang Zhi looked at Qin Xiuyan closely, and Qin Xiuyan turned his head to look at his fourth senior brother and nodded to him.

They saw some doubt in each other's eyes.

They did feel that this man was somewhat familiar, but also a little strange.

Since this person is standing next to Wanwan's parents, it means that he should be of the same generation as Wanwan's parents.

How could they feel familiar?

The two of them just kept on muttering to themselves, looking at the scroll in front of them repeatedly.

The two of them gained nothing, so Shang Zhi began to stare at the scroll in his hand, constantly moving his position to compare the positions of the people in the painting.

He wanted to take a look at the positions where the three of them were when the painting was drawn, hoping to find something unusual in the surrounding environment.

But when he looked again, he was not familiar with the surrounding environment. Every tree and blade of grass in Tianji Sect was indeed the first time he had seen it.

He was also not familiar with what Wanwan's father and mother looked like.

But the man in the painting made him feel somewhat familiar, which was really a bit puzzling.

Shang Zhi and Qin Xiuyan, who had been chattering just now, suddenly became quiet, and kept spinning the scrolls in their hands in the courtyard, which attracted the attention of several others.

Noticing the puzzled looks on their faces, Lu Jingming, who was closest to them, took the lead and walked up to them, lowered his head slightly, and looked into the scrolls in their hands.

He asked in a gentle tone: "What are you two looking at?"

Lu Xingwan was naturally attracted by their attention. She raised her head and looked in their direction, but did not stop what she was doing.

From the first time she met Senior Brother Lu, he had always been an extremely gentle person.

When she first met Senior Brother Lu, she and Sister Qionghua accidentally entered the underwater city. At that time, although the elders were determined to capture her and Sister Qionghua, Lu Jingming was different.

Lu Jingming was indeed wary of them, but he had no murderous intent.

Thinking about it now, Lu Jingming's eyes at that time were indeed like a beam of warm light to Lu Xingwan.

Lu Xingwan couldn't help it, and his thoughts drifted away, thinking about his brother, the prince in the Great Chu Kingdom.

In her impression, the Crown Prince seemed to be such a person as well, always very gentle. Their gentleness seemed to be innate.

Therefore, even when they are angry, people still find it very acceptable.

Lu Xingwan couldn't help but feel emotional in his heart. Fortunately, his father left such a reliable senior brother for him. He was indeed lucky.

To be honest, apart from the fact that I had a tragic background and lost my father and mother when I was young, my journey has been very smooth.

Although he was harmed by someone when he ascended to heaven and accidentally came to the mortal world, he met an extremely good mother and father.

And later, she also got such an opportunity and was able to quickly advance two levels.

Now it seems that I have risen three levels in a row.

Even Sister Qionghua said that this had never happened before in the world of immortal cultivation.

It was not until Shang Zhi turned his head to look at Lu Jingming beside him that he suddenly realized that since Lu Jingming was a member of the Tianji Sect, perhaps he knew the identity of the person in the painting.

He quickly waved the scroll in his hand towards Lu Jingming and asked expectantly, "Senior Brother Lu, who is the person in this painting?"

Perhaps it was because Wanwan called Lu Jingming "senior brother", now almost all of Wanwan's senior brothers, except Ji Rong, followed Wanwan and called him the same.

Lu Jingming did not object.

In his eyes, all of Wanwan's fellow disciples in Xuantian Sect are very lovely people.

Now, besides myself, Wanwan is the only disciple left under the master's tutelage.

All of his other junior brothers and sisters died in the Tianji Sect during the turmoil thousands of years ago.

Therefore, he would like to have more junior disciples.

He also clearly saw how Wanwan's fellow disciples protected her with all their might.

Over the past few hundred years, it was thanks to them that they protected Wanwan.

In his heart, he not only loved them, but also felt grateful to them.

Qin Xiuyan, who was standing by, saw Senior Brother Lu coming over, and happily went to Senior Brother Four's side and hugged him around the neck.

Shang Zhi has always been resistant to Qin Xiuyan, and Qin Xiuyan's action made him subconsciously want to avoid him.

But unfortunately, Lu Jingming was standing on the other side of him. He couldn't dodge in time and was pulled into Qin Xiuyan's arms.

Shang Zhi glanced at Qin Xiuyan with a hint of warning in his eyes.

Qin Xiuyan didn't care at all. Now that his fourth senior brother didn't care about him, he was extremely happy!

Seeing him like this, Shang Zhi became even angrier.

Qin Xiuyan, this ignorant boy, will be taught a lesson when I have time.

Qin Xiuyan naturally did not notice Fourth Senior Brother's thoughts, nor did he care about Fourth Senior Brother's displeasure. He still hugged Fourth Senior Brother's neck tightly, looking at the scroll with sparkling eyes, waiting for Senior Brother Lu to speak.

Lu Jingming leaned forward again and looked at the scroll carefully this time. He still smiled gently at them.

"The people in this painting are Wanwan's father and mother."

After saying this, he looked at Wanwan who was standing beside him, his eyes seemed to carry some memories: "She is also my master and mistress."

After saying this, Lu Jingming stopped where he was, and his thoughts began to drift away.

If Shang knew that they looked carefully, they would be able to tell that the author of this painting was himself.

Wanwan was not born yet at that time.

Lu Jingming has been learning painting skills from a respected elder in the tribe for some time.

At that time, no one knew why, but he was so focused on honing his painting skills that he even neglected to practice.

That day he happened to be painting in the courtyard of his master and his wife, and his master and his wife were also talking to that man in the courtyard.

He still remembered the surprise in his master's eyes when he saw the drawing paper in his hand.

Lu Jingming was convinced in his heart that this was his master's recognition of him.