Chapter 65: Bamboo Forest Night Yu

Lai Yunzi’s sculptures and portraits, I don’t know which master’s hand was made, so that countless people in the Zulong City State were amazed, and it also made many young men sprout in love, and even a lot of Luo Xiao’s psychology has been distorted. Obsessed.
　　 This thunder is just one of them.
　　Different from those who purely satisfy their own curiosity and fantasies, every portrait he posted is dignified and holy, just like a celestial goddess, without those unsightly versions circulating in the market.
　　 It can be seen that in his mind, someone has been regarded as a very high belief by him.
　　 Killing thoughts condensed in my heart.
　　 saved this person's life, after all, he is also a useless person. After Zhu Minglang walked out of the house, he couldn't help but sighed.
　　 How many such people are there in this city-state?
　　 This reminds Zhu Minglang of a sentence in Jian Jiali: The so-called Yiren, on the water side, travels back and forth, and the road is long and difficult.
　　 After witnessing Li Yunzi's suppression of the Wutu riots, Zhu Minglang knew very well that Li Yunzi was better than she had imagined. Moreover, she endured humiliation, broke and stood up, and she has reached a higher level in Zulong City-state.
　　Whether it is Li Yunzi's real enemy, or those who hate because of love, I am afraid that they will come at me.
　　 There must be strong people in both of them. It is by no means as simple as Lei Feiming with a top candle dragon.
　　 "Xiao Bai must be cautious of these fangs before he reaches adulthood."
　　 madness and madness, the heart of prevention is absolutely indispensable, not to mention that there will be more people staring at him after today.
　　……
　　 It was quiet at night. Hoar frost began to condense in the grassy yard, and the small pond covered with water ferns slowly condensed on a layer of ice.
　　 Suddenly, an unusual wind swept across, and the ice surface of the pool suddenly cracked, and pattern after pattern appeared.
　　 The interior of the house is dim, and the tower of lights on the wall not far away outlines the outlines of the tables, chairs, screens, and beds...
　　 The room was closed tightly, and there was a picture on the wall but it fluttered without wind. They made the sound of pages turning.
　　 Lei Feiming was half asleep and half awake. In the dimness, he saw the big mural on the wall. In the mural, the beautiful figure standing proudly seemed to be glowing with some moonlight even in the darkness.
　　 Lei Feiming rubbed his eyes, he thought he had an illusion, because he seemed to see the person in the painting floating down from the scroll and walking towards him step by step.
　　 "Huh!"
　　 The beauty in the painting has a sword in his hand, and the painting pierced that sword without warning, and saw the sword of ink shadow go through Lei Feiming's throat!
　　 Lei Feiming looked at the ink beauty who had come alive from the painting in disbelief, and he couldn't believe that the woman who believed in him stabbed him with a sword.
　　 His throat began to spill blood, and his eyes were full of shock. Even at the last moment of death, he did not understand why he died in the hands of the holy picture scroll beauty he collected.
The drawing, drawing out the ink sword, and her graceful figure drifting backward little by little, but when she returned to the huge picture scroll, it melted suddenly and became a pool of random smears. Ink, slowly flowing down the white canvas...
　　 The night is silent, the courtyard is desolate, and all the portraits in the house no longer move, returning to the original tranquility.
　　 Lei Feiming fell in a pool of blood, and the blood spread with the ink.
　　……
　　 Zhu Minglang returned to How to Train the Dragon Academy. He walked to the Dragon Cub Hall and found that the little dragon cub had recovered very well. It was chasing and fighting with a few young spirits in the Dragon Dragon Hall...
　　 Seeing Zhu Minglang appear, the little dragon cub spread its wings without feathers and ran over, looking very dependent.
　　 "I haven't named you yet." Zhu Minglang said.
　　 "Woo~~~" The little dragon cub seemed to understand what Zhu Minglang said, and showed a look of expectation.
　　 "Green leather?"
　　 "Woohoo!"
"green beans??"
　　 "Woo woo woo!!" The little dragon cub felt like crying. Even if he didn't understand human language, he felt that these pronunciations were extremely unsound!
　　 "Qingzhuo? It's hard to choose a name, and the name is just a code name. You can choose one of the three, green skin, mung bean, and Qingzhuo." Zhu Minglang said to the little guy.
　　 The little dragon cub stared wide with a pair of vertical pupils that were the same as its mother's, with a confused cyan luster in it.
　　 Don’t bring such bullies, do you need to choose?
"Okay, it's called Qingzhuo. If you're still molting and changing your blood, change your name to Lanzhuo, Zizhuo..." Seeing that the little dragon cub is very satisfied with the name he gave it, Zhu Minglang , Couldn't help but smile.
　　 "Let’s go to the spiritual realm first. Nanmu juice is not easy to find. You can drink the juice first, and grow up as soon as possible, and your body will be healthy." Zhu Minglang continued.
　　 The little guy arrived in the spiritual realm and saw Big Black Fang and Xiao Bai Qi.
　　 introduced himself, and soon three dragon pets protested at the same time in Zhu Minglang's spiritual realm.
　　Is there such a perfunctory owner? In the name, you can't take snacks. Is it possible to add family members in the future to fill up the colorful?
　　Don't say, Zhu Minglang really has plans in this regard.
　　 In the future, there will be red, blue, and yellow dragon pets. Priority is given to making this system of dragon names neat and tidy!
　　 However, Lingyue has reached the upper limit.
　　The opening of a new covenant depends on some rare celestial flowers. In places like Zulong City, any treasure that can increase covenant will be bid wildly...
　　 Now that Bai Qi has awakened the Azure Dragon Profound Technique, he should not worry about buying expensive dragon balls.
　　 There is still a large amount of alimony from Qingzhuo's mother. On the one hand, we can consider increasing Bai Qi's growth rate so that it can reach adulthood as soon as possible. On the other hand, we can raise Xiao Qingzhuo as soon as possible.
　　 Even Mr. Wu feels that Xiao Qingzhuo is extraordinary, and his strength is definitely worth looking forward to.
　　 If you can add one more dragon in a short time, you can take the initiative to find Luo Xiao and deal with this cancer first!
　　 Killed Ke Bei and severely inflicted Duan Lan. The original enmity was not so easy to forget.
　　 On the way back to the courtyard, there is an evergreen bamboo forest. The bamboo forest is tall and slender. The slender figure swayed gently in the miserable cold night. From time to time, there was a slight and gentle leaf wave rippling sound, which made people feel comfortable.
　　 The sound of bamboo forest can soothe people's mind most. I wish Minglang like bamboo forest.
　　 There is an independent pavilion in the bamboo forest. The attic has a bamboo platform. From Zhu Minglang, you can see a warm light on the attic viewing platform.
　　 There is a slender girl under the light. She is holding a pen and is painting gracefully.
　　Bamboo forests, lights, and beauties made this miserable winter night suddenly bright and warm, as if suddenly adding unspeakable colors.
　　 Zhu Minglang stood on the path in the bamboo forest, looked through the soft bamboo, and looked at him quietly for a while.
　　 "Painting at night?"
　　 There was such a small confusion in his heart, but when I think about it carefully, maybe people are just practicing, not to describe the black bamboo forest.
　　 I wish Minglang Yaxing, who did not disturb the woman, continue to move forward.
　　 It is true that this person is a little familiar with herself, and she only performed a scene of love at first sight with her in the afternoon.
I have heard before that Nan Lingsha is a painter from the Dragon Training Academy. Seeing her painting here at this time, Zhu Minglang didn’t think it was a strange thing, as long as she was not drawing a weird sacrificial image, and then she Just write your name and curse yourself.
　　 Pretending not to see it, hurrying on the road, Zhu Minglang is like a scholar walking at night, suddenly saw a shadow on the roadside, thinking about where there are so many peach blossom encounters in the world, it is probably not a good thing, so he pretended to be blind.
But Na Nan Lingsha saw Zhu Minglang, she seemed to have finished painting, put down the paintbrush in her hand, and looked at Zhu Minglang's back from a distance. Her eyes were clear and beautiful, but there were no ripples, making it difficult to see her heart. Emotions.
　　 Just when Zhu Minglang was about to go far, suddenly a cyan creature like a little milk dog rushed from Zhu Minglang's direction. It passed through the bamboo forest and flexibly jumped to the viewing platform where Nan Lingsha was.
The cyan vertical pupil carefully looked at the beauty before the case for a while, and after confirming that the other party did not show hostility, the cyan little dragon leaned his body into the ink painting and gently sniffed the cyan ink with his nose. .
　　 This color ink is obviously not real ink, but some kind of leaf wood juice, which exudes a unique aroma. Not to mention, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has a very special color.
The colorful inks are neatly arranged in a row. There are more than a dozen different colorful inks. Only the blue and cyan wood juice is the favorite of this little guy. It raised its head again to make sure that this gentle and elegant human big sister is not Will attack himself, this little dragon dragon can safely lick the wood juice used for painting.
　　 "噔, 噔, 噔, 噔......"
　　 The sound of footsteps came from the side steps, and Zhu Minglang chased after him. Watching Xiao Qingzhuo drinking other people's paintings, his face suddenly became black.
　　 Bai Qi drinks nectar.
　　 Black teeth eat fat.
　　 What kind of taste do you guys eat painting! !
　　 Isn’t this difficult for the Dragon Shepherd! !
　　 "Sorry, sorry." Zhu Minglang stepped forward awkwardly and picked up the naughty little guy.
　　 "That's Nanmu juice, give it a drink." Nan Lingsha said lightly.
　　 "Wood juice?" Zhu Minglang was a little surprised. He leaned forward and smelled it. It really has a fragrant woody taste, but there is still a big gap between the refreshing taste.
　　 "Where did your dragon come from?" Nan Lingsha asked.
"In the forest, in the northern part of the forest, there is a dragon cliff in the ancient pine forest. Does the girl recognize this dragon? It just so happens that I am a little confused about its dragon life plan. The books do not seem to record its bloodline and race." Zhu Minglang also Asked.
　　 Since Nan Lingsha is Nan's eldest, she is no stranger to Long.
　　 Xiao Qingzhuo is not the dragon of the green forest nor the dragon of the forest, but it obviously belongs to this genealogy. Zhu Minglang asked Mr. Wu, but Mr. Wu just asked himself to ask the people of the Nan family.
　　 Zhu Minglang asked Nan Ye, Nan Ye didn't understand anything, and happened to meet Nan Lingsha again, although she didn't know if it was a coincidence, so she could help her solve her confusion.