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A shrill scream came from the residence, and everyone felt a chill running down their spines after hearing the scream.

They could all tell that the screams were from the civilians. They had been chatting with the civilians for a while, so they naturally knew the voices of these civilians.

However, the master had already given instructions before, no matter what happened, they were not allowed to enter, so they had no choice but to wait outside the residence in fear.

The screams of the civilians sounded truly terrifying. Coupled with the chill emanating from the residences, their legs were no longer in control, making it difficult to move even if they wanted to.

What's more, I want to go into the house to check the situation!

They didn't wait too long. The mysterious man in black robe opened the door and walked out of the residence. It only lasted a few minutes, but to the people outside the residence, it seemed like a century had passed.

"Master... master, how... are you done? Have you finished asking?" Lao Jiang asked with a trembling voice. He was the only one who could barely speak. After all, he was a warrior, and other painters had already

They were already wet with chaff. If they had not known that the master was one of their own, they would have peed their pants long ago. Even so, they were almost unable to suppress the urge to urinate.

"I'm done asking." The mysterious man in black robe stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his chapped lips.

"What to do with those... civilians...?" Lao Jiang pointed to the houses carefully and asked, for fear of offending this terrifying master.

"I've finished dealing with it. You can set fire to the house and burn it down later!" the mysterious man in black robe said very casually. He seemed to be in a good mood.

"Burn...burn it? What to do with that woman's portrait?" Lao Jiang stared at the mysterious man in black robe with wide eyes.

He had already prepared for the worst. When he heard the screams of the civilians, he knew that they were in danger. But when he heard the words of the mysterious man in black robes, he couldn't help but exclaimed. These

If a person really dies, his or her mission will be considered a complete failure. Even if the death penalty can be avoided, the person will not be able to escape the living penalty.

"Since I said there is no problem, there will be no problem. Come in with me." Old Fan, who was still trembling when the mysterious man in black robe named him, said disdainfully.

Just as Lao Fan was about to step forward, Lao Jiang held him back. Lao Fan looked at Lao Jiang in confusion, and Lao Jiang shook his head at him.

"Master, this is my friend. He is not feeling well today. Could you please find someone else?" Lao Jiang said pleadingly. Although Lao Fan didn't understand what Lao Jiang meant, he believed that based on his relationship with Lao Jiang,

Relationship, Lao Jiang will not harm himself.

The mysterious man in black robe glanced at Lao Jiang, grinned, showing his white teeth, "You are interesting. Then bring your tools and come in with me!" The mysterious man in black robe pointed at another painter, and then turned back.

Arriving at the wooden house.

The painter looked at the back of the mysterious man in black robes with complicated eyes. He was still a little frightened by the screams that came from the residence just now, but if this portrait was painted by himself, then the reward from the young sect master would definitely be indispensable. Finally, for

The desire for reward defeated the fear, and the painter ran into the house in small steps.

Seeing the mysterious man in black robe enter the house, the remaining painters breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran to the roadside to start pouring water.

"Lao Jiang, why don't you let me go? My painting is much better than that person's. If I paint the portrait, I will definitely be rewarded by then, and I won't treat you badly!" Lao Fan complained, looking at his hand.

The reward just flew away, and he was a little unwilling.

"Lao Fan, I'm afraid that this reward will cost you your life." Lao Jiang looked at the others and found that they didn't pay much attention to them, so he whispered in Lao Fan's ear.

"You mean..." Lao Fan looked at Lao Jiang in disbelief. Just as he was about to speak, Lao Jiang covered his mouth.

Lao Jiang shook his head at him, Lao Fan nodded, indicating that he understood, and then Lao Jiang moved his hand away. Both Lao Jiang and Lao Fan stared at the house without blinking, swallowing unconsciously.

He took a sip of saliva.

This time, no screams came from the residence, not even a sound at all. Just when Lao Jiang suspected that his guess was wrong, the room of the residence opened, and the mysterious man in black robe walked out of the residence.

Lao Jiang rushed forward and asked with a smile: "Master, how are you?"

The mysterious man in black robe looked at Lao Jiang meaningfully and handed the painting in his hand to him.

"That painter..." Lao Jiang asked softly.

"Burn it!" The mysterious man in black robe turned and left, walking in the direction of Bai Zeming.

Seeing the mysterious man in black robe leaving, Lao Jiang hesitated for a moment, then unfolded the painting in his hand and took a look. His eyes lit up, and a beautiful girl with a charming smile and an eager look appeared on the paper.

Lao Jiang handed the painting to Lao Fan. Lao Fan took one look at the person in the painting and couldn't help but be shocked. Lao Jiang asked him to take the painting and hand it over to the young sect master. This contribution was really not small, and he recommended it.

He opened the door of the residence and walked in.

The civilians just now were lying scattered on the ground inside the residence. Without exception, these people all had livid faces, with frightened expressions on their faces. It was obvious that these people had encountered extremely terrifying things before they died, and some of them were even violent.

With his eyes open, he died of bleeding from his seven orifices.

The painter was sitting motionless next to the table with a paintbrush in his hand. The paintbrush he held was already filled with ink, and the ink was still dripping down. Lao Jiang carefully went up to check his breathing, and found that he had no breath.

He breathed and his body became cold.

As a member of the Poison Sect, Lao Jiang had naturally killed people before. The terrifying expressions of these people and the strange movements of the painter made him feel an uneasy feeling of fear. He hurriedly ran out of the house and set it on fire.

Get up. Looking at the houses burning with raging fire, Lao Jiang still felt cold in his heart.

"Young Sect Leader, with the help of this master, we successfully painted the portrait of Bai Nu's daughter." Old Fan respectfully handed the painting to Bai Zeming.

Bai Zeming unfolded the drawing paper and was stunned. The woman on the drawing paper not only had an extraordinary temperament, but also had a stunning appearance. He had not tried anything new for more than ten years and couldn't help but feel a little dazed. He didn't even notice that the mysterious man in black robe left.

"Hey, where is the master?" When Bai Zeming came back to his senses, he looked around and asked in confusion.

"The master has returned to the sect. He just saw you so fascinated by the paintings, so he said hello to us and left." Old Fan said respectfully.

"Oh, let's go... let's go? The woman in this painting is..." Bai Zeming now hopes that the mysterious man in black robe will leave quickly!

"The woman in this painting is Bai Nuan's daughter Bai Nianxue." Lao Fan replied hurriedly.

"Oh? Are you serious?" Bai Zeming asked in disbelief.

"It's absolutely true. This was investigated by the master just now."

"I didn't expect that old man Bai Nu to have such a beautiful daughter. What a waste of money." Bai Zeming said angrily. Bai Nianxue was so beautiful, how could he possibly do it? At least he couldn't do it until he had enjoyed enough.

This hand.

"You painters, please quickly draw more of these portraits, distribute them, and tell our people not to do any harm to this woman when you see her. Keep an eye on this woman, and you must notify me as soon as possible." Bai Zeming breathed a little.

Urgently, his face turned a little red...

"Brother Zhenbang, where are we going?" Long Miaomiao asked curiously.

Li Zhenbang and his party did not choose to ride a tall horse or a carriage, but chose to walk. First, they had plenty of time, and secondly, it was the season when hundreds of flowers were blooming, so everyone could relax.

"Let's go to Luoye Town first." Li Zhenbang said with a relaxed smile.

There are several routes to choose from from Dragon City back to Carlo City. Li Zhenbang chose to take Luoye Town because he had some things to do.

"Going to Lueye Town? Do you want to buy larch furniture?" Long Miaomiao looked at Li Zhenbang doubtfully. Although larch furniture is of good quality, it is mostly used by civilian families and is rarely used by nobles unless they are declining nobles.

.

"Who says nobles can't use larch furniture?" Li Zhenbang's lips raised, revealing a smile like a businessman's.

Long Miaomiao shuddered. Li Zhenbang's smile gave her a strange feeling. Li Zhenbang's smile still looked sunny, but she always felt that something was wrong. She had always been puzzled that Li Zhenbang was already very rich.

However, he still seems to be very interested in making money in his spare time.

Wu Ming and Yu Chen did not interrupt. They had always regarded Li Zhenbang as their master. Although Li Zhenbang had never regarded them as human beings and had always regarded them as friends, they still persisted consciously. The difference was that Wu Ming regarded himself as his master.

A bodyguard, and Yuchen regards himself as an attendant...

"Miaomiao, what do you think of this Taishi chair?" Li Zhenbang raised a larch chair and looked at Long Miaomiao.

"The Taishi chair looks good, the workmanship is exquisite, and it smells fragrant and refreshing. I think it's pretty good." Long Miaomiao looked at it carefully and said sincerely.

"This fairy-like girl, I know you know the goods right away! The larch produced in our Luoye Town is different from the pine trees in other places. Not only does our larch not have the smell of oil, but it also exudes a refreshing smell.

And this chair is made by a famous artist..." the vendor introduced eloquently.

When Long Miaomiao heard the vendor's praise, her face turned red. She glanced at Li Zhenbang and found that he was looking at her with his arms folded and snickering. Long Miaomiao gave him a fierce roll of the eyes, pouted and turned around.

Gotta go.

"Girl, if you like it, let's discuss it." The merchant hurriedly called to Long Miaomiao.