Chapter 1707 (1/2)
The night King coughed a few times and said: ”Huang Beiyue, I know you are not in love with ink lotus, he just makes you owe and feel guilty, so you use the best ten years and the next life to compensate him, but the youth is perishable, some things, don't wait to miss, just regret.”
Huang Beiyue suddenly smiled and nodded: ”I know.”
She jumped out of the window of the tower directly. The ice phantom bird came from a distance, caught her steadily, and took her to the high place quickly.
Huang Beiyue looked back at the mountains in the north and said softly: ”ink lotus, next life, wait for me...”
The ice spirit phantom bird flew out of the secluded area for a moment, crossed the long clouds and smoke, looked down and saw a beautiful mountain below. Huang Beiyue said, ”go down.”
Circling around, I landed at a small lake surrounded by green mountains.
The lake is like a fairyland. A small wooden building is built in the water. Around the wooden building, there are layers of demon red light gauze hanging. It's blowing on the water and floating in the wind. It's attached with the wind bell under the eaves. It's more like a commotion than a commotion.
The red yarn is blown, and a demon is exposed. He clings to the wine pot and lies in a pile of gorgeous soft pillows. While drinking, he picks up his brush and adds a few strokes to the paper on the ground.
Draw a beauty, beautiful and elegant beauty, draw that eyebrow, how to see more familiar, more see more hate?
”It's her again!” Finally, I saw who was on the painting. In a rage, I grabbed the paper and crumpled it into a ball and threw it to the corner. There was already a pile of the same paper, all of which were the beauties that he drew very similar to someone
Hum! What's the good about shutting him up for more than ten years and not liking his stinky girl? He wants to draw a beauty, a peerless beauty
Take up the pen and redraw
”Puchi”, a laugh rang, the wind bell rang, raised his head, thought to see the illusion.
The paintbrush fell to the ground with a clang, vaguely meeting the man in the picture.