Villain: Marry the Goddess of Destiny at the beginning
Chapter 46 Explaining Useless
"Uh, that Miss Li, I think you misunderstood, this painting may..."
"Maybe something, why don't you tear it off quickly."
As Li Xuerou spoke, she became obviously more excited, and couldn't help but stamp her feet.
It was only then that Lu Changfeng realized that her pair of tall white shoes were gone, only a pair of delicate and small feet were left, which were exposed bright red, which aroused pity in people's hearts.
It must have been because when she tied the trouser belt just now, she swung it too hard, and she lost it directly, and it was not easy for someone to help her put it on.
What a beautiful and self-respecting woman?
It seems that it is undoubtedly the heroine.
Lu Changfeng shook his head helplessly, but it's a pity that this kind of person has nothing to do with him.
As a big villain, he can only be matched with those promiscuous female devils.
He hurriedly took down the last painting and put it upside down on the bed.
"Miss Li, I think this painting is the key to the formula, what do you think?"
Li Xuerou stood there, not daring to move, but asked: "Has that painting been taken down?"
"It's taken off, you can turn around."
Li Xuerou was about to turn around, but stopped again.
"Lu Changfeng, you big devil, don't lie to me, or I won't spare you."
"Miss Li, don't worry, I also want to leave here early."
Li Xuerou still stood there for a while, then slowly turned around.
Lu Changfeng smiled slightly, expressing his kindness.
But at this moment.
huh~
A gust of evil wind came from nowhere, and it blew.
The painting was impartial, and it just hit Lu Changfeng's handsome and fair face.
"Lu Changfeng!!"
A terrified scream came!
Lu Changfeng knew that the influence of his big devil had been deeply implanted in Li Xuerou's heart.
Finally, the damn painting was pressed with wood, but the evil wind stopped blowing.
This made people suspect that the wind was blown by Lu Changfeng himself.
He is a master in the Nascent Soul Realm, even though he is practicing blood art, he uses blood as a guide to affect all dharmas.
But at this level, if you want to create a little wind, it's not a big deal at all.
Li Xuerou looked at the smiling devil boy in front of him, and Yu Fa was disgusted in his heart.
Originally, she still thought that he was different from those demons.
But looking at it now, he is really just as Mr. Lin said, he is an even more shameless big devil.
"Lu Changfeng, can you stop pretending to be laughing there? It makes me sick to look at."
Lu Changfeng's face couldn't help but twist, but he couldn't explain this kind of bad luck.
"Miss Li, please hurry up and comprehend these three paintings, I don't want to stay like this anymore."
"Hmph, do you still need to say? If I can't get out again, I'd rather drown in the water alone than stay with someone like you."
After Li Xuerou finished speaking angrily, she turned her gaze to the remaining three paintings.
who?
As a woman, seeing that kind of painting is already shameful.
Fortunately, this big devil used the evil wind to stick it on his face.
What does this mean?
Don't you just want to learn how to deal with those witches, and make yourself submit?
This big devil is really powerful and brainless, and he doesn't even think about who he is.
Doing this can only make the last bit of goodwill in my heart disappear.
She looked at it silently for a while, but apart from nausea and incoordination, there was no clue.
But when I saw the above two words, I immediately had an idea.
"Why?"
"Couldn't this be the place where Immortal Nai He stayed?"
"Naihe Immortal?"
Lu Changfeng was so curious that he glanced at Li Xuerou.
When she saw it, she seemed to be seeing a ghost, so she quickly turned her face away, and her tone changed immediately.
"Well, just like you big devil, you are also a demon who does all kinds of evil and takes pleasure in humiliating my righteous woman!"
"Miss Li, hey, forget it, just treat me as this kind of person. Then you..."
"What do you mean, you are what you are!" Li Xuerou interrupted: "Despicable, shameless, obscene, and if I walk with you, I will be unlucky for eight lifetimes."
"All right, you're unlucky, I'm lucky, this is the head office, right?"
Li Xuerou snorted and turned her head away again.
Lu Changfeng shook his head helplessly.
"The unlucky Miss Li, tell me, what is he trying to express by hanging these four paintings here?"
Li Xuerou turned her head and gave him a hard look.
"What can a despicable and shameless devil like you express?"
"According to ancient records, this Immortal Naihe is just like you. He is obviously a great devil who does all kinds of evil, but he likes to be arty and wants to dress himself up as a saint with both ability and political integrity."
"He usually likes to bully my righteous girls, but he also likes to invite people to write poems on paintings."
"I think the way to go out should be a poem based on these paintings."
It seemed that Li Xuerou really didn't want to stay with Lu Changfeng anymore, after saying this, she strode out.
"Writing poetry?"
Lu Changfeng looked at the word Naihe, feeling helpless again.
As a modern person, I like ancient poetry.
But he was born as a demon, and he is not taught anything except fighting and killing. How can he make poems?
"Hey, I can only try my luck."
He is familiar with three hundred Tang poems, even if he can't write poems, he can chant.
Thinking of the many poems he had memorized in his previous life, Lu Changfeng could only follow Li Xuerou with an attitude of giving it a try, and walked towards the formation.
Beside the formation, by the dark river.
Li Xuerou's long black hair danced in the wind, and her white gown fluttered like a fairy.
If it weren't for the little explanation just now, Lu Changfeng would have thought she was really a fairy.
It's just that this quasi-fairy has lost even a look of disgust.
She just looked at the formation and straightened her tall and graceful chest curve.
"The Immortal Naihe on Mount Naihe,
Who said that a daughter is not as good as a man?
I don't see the place where Yunxiao contends,
Colorful half the sky! "
Passionate, passionate!
All of a sudden, the shyness and reservedness in the rumors were swept away!
Instead, it is the free and easy temperament that only heroines have.
"it is good!"
Lu Changfeng couldn't help clapping his hands.
"Ms. Li's poem is not only about the situation, but also shows her daughter's pride. It shows the combination of hardness and softness, which is beyond words."
Li Xuerou still didn't turn her head, she was still looking at the unhurried vortex.
"Lu Changfeng, you big devil, you don't need to compliment me here. I still know how much I have."
"It's a pity, but the immortal is born as a demon, and has weird thoughts, which I, a righteous girl, can guess."
"It's you, Lu Changfeng! You and this Naihe Immortal are of the same breed. Presumably your poems should be able to taste the taste of this Xuanshui Formation?"
Although Xuanshui formation is a lost formation, Lu Changfeng has heard of it.
"Maybe something, why don't you tear it off quickly."
As Li Xuerou spoke, she became obviously more excited, and couldn't help but stamp her feet.
It was only then that Lu Changfeng realized that her pair of tall white shoes were gone, only a pair of delicate and small feet were left, which were exposed bright red, which aroused pity in people's hearts.
It must have been because when she tied the trouser belt just now, she swung it too hard, and she lost it directly, and it was not easy for someone to help her put it on.
What a beautiful and self-respecting woman?
It seems that it is undoubtedly the heroine.
Lu Changfeng shook his head helplessly, but it's a pity that this kind of person has nothing to do with him.
As a big villain, he can only be matched with those promiscuous female devils.
He hurriedly took down the last painting and put it upside down on the bed.
"Miss Li, I think this painting is the key to the formula, what do you think?"
Li Xuerou stood there, not daring to move, but asked: "Has that painting been taken down?"
"It's taken off, you can turn around."
Li Xuerou was about to turn around, but stopped again.
"Lu Changfeng, you big devil, don't lie to me, or I won't spare you."
"Miss Li, don't worry, I also want to leave here early."
Li Xuerou still stood there for a while, then slowly turned around.
Lu Changfeng smiled slightly, expressing his kindness.
But at this moment.
huh~
A gust of evil wind came from nowhere, and it blew.
The painting was impartial, and it just hit Lu Changfeng's handsome and fair face.
"Lu Changfeng!!"
A terrified scream came!
Lu Changfeng knew that the influence of his big devil had been deeply implanted in Li Xuerou's heart.
Finally, the damn painting was pressed with wood, but the evil wind stopped blowing.
This made people suspect that the wind was blown by Lu Changfeng himself.
He is a master in the Nascent Soul Realm, even though he is practicing blood art, he uses blood as a guide to affect all dharmas.
But at this level, if you want to create a little wind, it's not a big deal at all.
Li Xuerou looked at the smiling devil boy in front of him, and Yu Fa was disgusted in his heart.
Originally, she still thought that he was different from those demons.
But looking at it now, he is really just as Mr. Lin said, he is an even more shameless big devil.
"Lu Changfeng, can you stop pretending to be laughing there? It makes me sick to look at."
Lu Changfeng's face couldn't help but twist, but he couldn't explain this kind of bad luck.
"Miss Li, please hurry up and comprehend these three paintings, I don't want to stay like this anymore."
"Hmph, do you still need to say? If I can't get out again, I'd rather drown in the water alone than stay with someone like you."
After Li Xuerou finished speaking angrily, she turned her gaze to the remaining three paintings.
who?
As a woman, seeing that kind of painting is already shameful.
Fortunately, this big devil used the evil wind to stick it on his face.
What does this mean?
Don't you just want to learn how to deal with those witches, and make yourself submit?
This big devil is really powerful and brainless, and he doesn't even think about who he is.
Doing this can only make the last bit of goodwill in my heart disappear.
She looked at it silently for a while, but apart from nausea and incoordination, there was no clue.
But when I saw the above two words, I immediately had an idea.
"Why?"
"Couldn't this be the place where Immortal Nai He stayed?"
"Naihe Immortal?"
Lu Changfeng was so curious that he glanced at Li Xuerou.
When she saw it, she seemed to be seeing a ghost, so she quickly turned her face away, and her tone changed immediately.
"Well, just like you big devil, you are also a demon who does all kinds of evil and takes pleasure in humiliating my righteous woman!"
"Miss Li, hey, forget it, just treat me as this kind of person. Then you..."
"What do you mean, you are what you are!" Li Xuerou interrupted: "Despicable, shameless, obscene, and if I walk with you, I will be unlucky for eight lifetimes."
"All right, you're unlucky, I'm lucky, this is the head office, right?"
Li Xuerou snorted and turned her head away again.
Lu Changfeng shook his head helplessly.
"The unlucky Miss Li, tell me, what is he trying to express by hanging these four paintings here?"
Li Xuerou turned her head and gave him a hard look.
"What can a despicable and shameless devil like you express?"
"According to ancient records, this Immortal Naihe is just like you. He is obviously a great devil who does all kinds of evil, but he likes to be arty and wants to dress himself up as a saint with both ability and political integrity."
"He usually likes to bully my righteous girls, but he also likes to invite people to write poems on paintings."
"I think the way to go out should be a poem based on these paintings."
It seemed that Li Xuerou really didn't want to stay with Lu Changfeng anymore, after saying this, she strode out.
"Writing poetry?"
Lu Changfeng looked at the word Naihe, feeling helpless again.
As a modern person, I like ancient poetry.
But he was born as a demon, and he is not taught anything except fighting and killing. How can he make poems?
"Hey, I can only try my luck."
He is familiar with three hundred Tang poems, even if he can't write poems, he can chant.
Thinking of the many poems he had memorized in his previous life, Lu Changfeng could only follow Li Xuerou with an attitude of giving it a try, and walked towards the formation.
Beside the formation, by the dark river.
Li Xuerou's long black hair danced in the wind, and her white gown fluttered like a fairy.
If it weren't for the little explanation just now, Lu Changfeng would have thought she was really a fairy.
It's just that this quasi-fairy has lost even a look of disgust.
She just looked at the formation and straightened her tall and graceful chest curve.
"The Immortal Naihe on Mount Naihe,
Who said that a daughter is not as good as a man?
I don't see the place where Yunxiao contends,
Colorful half the sky! "
Passionate, passionate!
All of a sudden, the shyness and reservedness in the rumors were swept away!
Instead, it is the free and easy temperament that only heroines have.
"it is good!"
Lu Changfeng couldn't help clapping his hands.
"Ms. Li's poem is not only about the situation, but also shows her daughter's pride. It shows the combination of hardness and softness, which is beyond words."
Li Xuerou still didn't turn her head, she was still looking at the unhurried vortex.
"Lu Changfeng, you big devil, you don't need to compliment me here. I still know how much I have."
"It's a pity, but the immortal is born as a demon, and has weird thoughts, which I, a righteous girl, can guess."
"It's you, Lu Changfeng! You and this Naihe Immortal are of the same breed. Presumably your poems should be able to taste the taste of this Xuanshui Formation?"
Although Xuanshui formation is a lost formation, Lu Changfeng has heard of it.
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