Chapter 250

Mu Hua took a look at Fengyue and guessed that her current performance might have something to do with her past. He also looked at the frightened "deer" and said, "don't worry. The dark moon palace is the largest sect in the Jianghu. There will be no such day when you go to the dark moon Palace. At that time, you will be the disciples of the dark moon palace. No one will hurt you or force you."

After listening to the words of the gentle big brother, these children all looked at the month with some fear in their eyes, and then looked at others. After seeing the smiling, pure and harmless face of Han Ling, someone finally agreed first. "I will."

"I'd like to." there were two of them, so all the children finally agreed to enter the netherworld Moon Palace. According to what they said, they are beggars and orphans. They were caught by Yufeng hall. They force them to practice here and there all day, and fight if they refuse.

Some of them were even forced to kill their companions. Every month, they were not surprised to hear this. On the contrary, cold Ling and cold Qiu listened carefully. Although their childhood training was more strict, they had never had such a thing, and they could not help being angry.

Of course, other people don't have such a big response. If they know what their means are, they are not qualified to say others.

The dark guards have carried all the things away. At this time, they suddenly turn around every month and look at a slightly floating bush, "come out."

After listening to her words, several people came out of the trees. Every month, two of them were the so-called jingling Dang. A middle-aged man next to them was a little strong, but not fat. They must be their masters or elders.

"What are you doing here?" asked the moon frowning.

The middle-aged man smiled a few times, "I heard two disciples talk about you coming to Yufeng hall, so I came to see what I can do for you. Just a look, where does the palace master need our help?"

"The palace master is so powerful! That sister is also so powerful." Ding Ding said. Dang Dang stabbed her and told her to shut up. She pursed her lips. They saw it with their own eyes, although they were far away.

Every month, she picked her eyebrows and loosened her hands. She didn't kill anyone. Besides, she shouldn't kill in front of these children, so she put down the idea. Besides, they didn't have anything wrong.

"If you have nothing to do, leave quickly! This is not where you stay." every month said faintly, and turned to leave.

Seeing that they were about to leave, the middle-aged man said behind them, "I'd like to thank the palace master for his relief. I will repay them in the future!" he arched his hand behind the departure every month, and Ding Ding also arched his hand and watched them leave.

After they all left, there was an abnormal fire in Yufeng hall, which lasted until night.

Every month they had a night's rest. On the second day, they asked the dark guards to take these children back to the palace and settle down, while they rushed to Qipan mountain.

Now it has passed the middle of February, and the weather has gradually warmed up. Only the place to the north is still cold and bitter winter.

They were not in a hurry along the way. They thought they were visiting the mountains and water. Every month, they also learned about the folk customs. She found that the women in their area were not as complicated as those in the imperial capital, and the streets were full of colorful girls. Of course, what she said was serious, not those dusty women.

"Is your place the same as here?" every month suddenly asks mu Huaqian, who is shopping with him.

He smiled. "You'll know then."

Every month, she was a little dissatisfied. Since she told him last time, she didn't check his details, but gave each other a respect. But he was different. She said it was too much! "I don't want to know if I don't want to pull down." as she said, she hurried forward. Mu Hua shook her head helplessly. It's not that he didn't say, but it's not time yet.

"Yue'er..." he followed her like a dog's plaster, pestering her. Suddenly every month he stopped and looked straight ahead.

Mu Hua looked strangely along her line of sight. What caught her eye was a man dressed as a scholar, sitting in front of the stall, drawing a portrait.

Their eyes narrowed slightly at the same time. Every month, they said, "I didn't expect to meet again. It's really a narrow road for my friends!" as she said, she walked up to the stall and didn't find the slightly flashing eyes in front of Mu Hua.

"Pa -" one hundred tables every month not only shook the woman in front of the stall, but also shook the paint in front of the painter and spilled it on his semi-finished painting. But every month, I don't care at all, "what a coincidence, we meet again!"

The woman sitting in front of the stall secretly left. At a glance, she knew that the two people in front of her were not easy to provoke. Although the man was handsome, she still didn't have the courage to hook up with the woman, so she had to give way obediently.

Every month, I was obviously very satisfied with the girl's knowledge and didn't say thank you to others. What a mistake!

The painter shook his head and didn't look at Feng Yue's deliberately looking for trouble. He changed his whole set of paint and threw away the semi-finished portrait by the way. He doesn't like defective things, not at all.

He didn't ask every month until he had packed it up. "Dare you ask a girl, but do you want to paint?" he asked without changing his face.

Looking at him every month, he looks like he doesn't know himself. Hum! Thanks to him, Mu Hua behind her stood behind her without saying a word and stopped looking at the painter.

"I want the painter to make a painting that will shine. I'll buy it for whatever money." every month said directly. She looked at the painter in front of her. If he still refused to sell, she was going to take him back to entertain him. Anyway, she was bored now.

The painter looked at every month and said word by word, "I don't draw any more. I can only draw that kind of painting once, and then you won't even kill me." after that, he stopped looking at every month, but glanced at Mu Hua behind her, with a smile on his mouth.

Every month he blinked his eyes and continued quietly, "then please ask the painter to sell me what you painted in the imperial capital last time. How about it?"

"Sorry, I've already said that I don't sell it."

Every month's eyes were cold, but someone still looked as if nothing had happened. Last time, because of Xiao Jiuyin, she forgot her idea of using some means later. But this time, if he didn't pay, don't blame her for being impolite.

"Do you sell it or not?" every month he leaned over and looked at him dangerously. Despite his good skin bag, she provoked her to let him be a handsome young master, and she could beat him into a pig's head.

"Don't sell." she still refused, and her tone firmly made every month angry. Just when she just wanted to attack, she heard him say again: "Xiaosheng has given the painting to the seventh Prince of Xiting. If you want, go get it yourself!" then he picked up his pen and began to draw on the spread rice paper.

Every month looked at the man, patted the table and sprinkled a piece of the newly changed paint. "Didn't you say you didn't sell it? Why didn't you sell it to someone else's Prince, but you didn't sell it to me?" every month said calmly. What's the feeling to know that his portrait was given away? It's awkward.

Mu Hua's eyes flashed a sense of erasure. He looked at the painter, but he didn't do it after all. The latter also seemed to feel it. He looked at him and a touch of irony flashed in his eyes. Their short communication did not escape every month's eyes, but she chose to wait and see.

"Xiao Sheng just said that the painting was not for sale, not that the portrait could not be given away! Girl, I'm afraid you'll be wrong!" he began to clean up the paint on the table again, but there was always a faint smile on his mouth.

Every month took a deep breath. She looked at the painter in front of her. She knew that this person must be an unusual person, because not only his temperament, but also mu Huaqian seemed to know him. She knew everything about their communication, although she didn't look at mu Huaqian.

"Prince of the West Court? Do you know what crime you can be convicted of if you say such words in the East Court?" every month said casually. If she guessed right, this person is not from the East Court, or he has a close relationship with the West Court.

"The West Court and the East Court have always been friendly. I thought the trade was very close. Xiao Sheng just painted during his travels and met the seven princes. What does the girl mean by that?" he packed up the paint and spread rice paper, but didn't put the paint on it again.

He still has no way to say this. He can't do it every month. It seems that he still knows the law and the situation of the two countries.

Mu Hua looked at him with disdain. Such a person is shameless. He even cheated his reputation. Bah, it's human face and beast heart.

"Yue'er, he won't give it back to you. Let's go! It's disgusting to see such shameless people." Mu Hua said venomously before pulling up every month.

"Don't talk about others if you don't want to face yourself." the painter opened his mouth carelessly and didn't look at them.

Every month, I hear them say so. Where are you willing to go? She hurriedly took him by the hand. "Hey, Huaqian, wait, do you know each other?" she looked at the two people. They seemed to be friends on a narrow road. Neither of them would let the other. What's the relationship? Is it difficult that Mu Hua was from Xiting before? She thought it was possible.

"No, I don't know such people," Mu Hua said proudly, stroking his hair at his temples.

Painters also sit in "thousands of manners", which is said to be thousands of manners, because people sit with too much temperament, which is beyond the scope of a painter.

"That's it!" he replied with the same disdain.