Chapter 218

"Mm-hmm, ling'er listens to his father's orders." Feng ling'er smiles like a flower, and his eyes are full of yearning for the face of the ghost emperor.

Even some can't wait. When they come out of the main hall, they have to hold Feng Feiyu and say, "brother, haven't you seen the ghost emperor before? Can you draw a picture of him for me to see first?"

Feng Feiyu couldn't help crying and laughing. "Ling'er, it's almost time for the draft girl. Then you can see the ghost emperor with your own eyes. Why should I draw for you?"

He mainly wanted to say that the appearance of the ghost emperor could not be sketched out with a single stroke.

"No, I can't wait. If the ghost emperor doesn't grow up like you said, I will be cheated." Wind spirit son coquettishly way, "elder brother, my good elder brother, you complete your good younger sister, good?"

Feng Feiyu couldn't resist his sister's curiosity, so he nodded and agreed, "if you don't draw well, you can't blame me."

Feng ling'er excitedly asks for a brush and a scroll.

Feng Feiyu began to immerse himself in painting, drawing carefully the face of the ghost emperor in his memory.

Feng ling'er stands by and looks at her. Her face is more and more red, and her eyes are more and more amazing.

The man in the picture.

Ink hair like waterfall, purple gold jade crown.

The facial features are amazing and the evil spirits are picturesque.

The pupils are cold, and the Qi is like a bully.

The portrait is lifelike, as if the immortal man in the painting would come out of the painting in the next second.

"This, this..." Feng ling'er looked at the painting dully, and couldn't even speak quickly.

Feng Feiyu stopped his brush, touched his chin, looked at it carefully, and shook his head. "It's not vivid enough. It's about six minutes."

"Such a handsome painting, brother, you said it was only six points like it?"

"Yes, people who have really seen the appearance of the ghost emperor can't describe it, let alone draw it."

Feng ling'er's face turned red and faltered: "the paintings are so beautiful, so the real man can't go against heaven?"

"Oh, look at the apple of our eyes, the love affair has finally begun!" Feng Feiyu joked.

Feng ling'er's face is more red, like a ripe apple, holding a picture scroll is very rare.

"Ling'er, I tell you, you can become the empress of Beicha, but the ghost emperor is supreme and noble. You can only be a little woman beside him. Don't try to control him. Do you understand?"

Feng ling'er nodded, and then ran back to the room with the scroll in his arms.

Hang the portrait of yechongyuan at the head of the bed and watch it hundreds of times a day.

Every time I look at it, the flowing emotion in her eyes becomes more and more deep.

……

The state of Western Chu.

The unknown underground world.

Emperor Fuyao meditated in his room, and he didn't know how long it took.

She began to feel her elixir filled with a burning breath.

The breath rushed through her four limbs and eight veins, as if to rush out of her body.

"Hoo -" just as she breathed out.

A fierce fireball smashed out of his palms.

The fireball fell on the plants in front of her.

In an instant, the flowers and plants were licked by anger. In a few seconds, half of the flowers and plants in the room were burned.

"Lying trough!" Emperor Fuyao was stunned. He could no longer care about his accomplishments. He jumped up from the jade bed and ran to put out the fire.

After a fierce fire fighting, the flame was finally put out.

But

It's like the whole room was devastated with tears.

"If Dongfang Ji sees that I have destroyed the poisonous flowers and herbs he has cultivated for so long, don't you shut me up in the underground room until I die of old age?"

"Boss, you want to open up a little bit. Dongfang Festival is not so bad. It should be I'll let you pay for it at most! " Emperor Gou you comforted me.

Emperor Fuyao, however, cried and shook his head. "No, this Oriental sacrifice is not a bad man, but it is not a good man. You forget that he meddled in his own business and saved me. He asked me to repay the so-called help. Now that I'm ok, I've destroyed his garden. Does he want my life back?"

Thinking of this, Emperor Fu Yao couldn't sit still and walked around the room, trying to solve the damage of the room.

Tianji Pavilion.

When dongfangji came out, he saw that Hongling had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

"Lord, my subordinates have found all her information."

"He said

"His name is Yaoqing. He's from nanxuan. He often shows his face with strange blood. Because she was intrigued by the master of beichafeng's family, she was beaten down the cliff of Wushan mountain and fell into the Tongtian River. Then she wandered to the West Chu. " Hongling said truthfully.

The East sacrifices eyebrow Yu to pick, "do you say to give birth to the flesh Dan is this wench to refine to come out?""Yes, Lord." Hongling continued, "according to the investigation, Yaoqing is just a primary pharmacist."

When Dongfang Ji heard this, he almost choked on his own saliva, "what? Junior pharmacist? How is it possible to refine the elixir that has disappeared for so many years? "

Refining Shendan, even a senior pharmacist can't do, was actually done by a novice junior pharmacist.

Who believes that this kind of thing will spread to the mainland?

"Lord, are you going to release Yaoqing?" Asked Hong Ling.

Dongfang sacrifice meditation half a moment, Jun face a smile, "put."

When the master and servant used the transmission array to transmit to the underground greenhouse, they almost thought that the transmission was in the wrong place.

I can only see that the former gloomy and beautiful underground greenhouse has become a scene of devastation after the fire.

And the culprit, even squatting there, with a small shovel, the roots of poisonous flowers and weeds, one by one dug out.

"My flower, my grass, my mother --" Dongfang Ji covered his heart and did not dare to accept the fact in front of him.

Pain, not only heartache, but also meat pain, or the highest level of that kind of pain!

Oh, my God!

He has carefully cultivated these poisonous flowers and weeds for more than ten years, and each plant is like his child. It can be said that every plant in the greenhouse has grown up with his painstaking efforts.

And now, his child, scorched and pulled out by her!

Emperor Fuyao noticed that they appeared. He immediately got up, stood obediently, and said with great apology, "dongfangji, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to destroy your plants, but you can rest assured that I will compensate you!"

"It's all burnt out. What do you take to compensate my Lord for years of hard work for these poisonous flowers and herbs?" Red Ling said angrily.

Dongfang Ji was hit so hard that he held a burnt poisonous flower. If it wasn't for outsiders, he would have shed two lines of tears.

"I found this flower eight years ago in the snow covered Tianshan Mountains for three days and three nights. It's the only one in the world. It's been cultivated for eight years, and it just blossomed not long ago..."

He said, a trembling finger, only to see the charred flowers can not withstand this slight shake, black petals have fallen down.