Infused with dragon blood, you will be invincible after being released from prison

Little Senior Sister is a common name for absolute dustlessness and ruthlessness.

Although they look almost identical, their temperaments are very different, and Ye Aotian has never seen the scene where they appear at the same time.

Lu Yun shook his head solemnly: "Young master, we don't know what your little senior sister looks like. "

As for the name, we don't know the name of the dragon lady.

"Perhaps, you can describe it.

Thinking of the little sister's stunning beauty, Ye Aotian shook his head and said, "The words are too pale to describe the beauty of the two of them." "

Let's go, go in and paint a portrait of them." "

Since this pair of masters and apprentices have seen the face of the dragon girl, then draw a portrait of the little senior sister, and they will naturally be able to recognize whether the little senior sister is a dragon girl or not.

Lu Yun was surprised: "The young master can still paint?" Without

waiting for Ye Aotian to speak, Tong Yin took the lead and said proudly: "Of course, the young master is a master of Danqing." "

The Dragon Girl said that there is a Danqing master named 'Wu Daozi' in prison, and the young master just watched his painting process, and practiced a few times casually, so that Wu Daozi was willing to bow down, and wanted to be a scholar for the young master.

Lu Yun looked at Ye Aotian with an inquiring expression.

When the dragon girl said this, she may not have been there.

Ye Aotian pushed open the door of the small courtyard, entered the small courtyard, and said slowly: "This is indeed the case."

"That Wu Daozi is very talented in painting, and once relied on his own fame and strength to drop more than ten volumes of national treasure-level calligraphy and paintings, so he was imprisoned.

"My master said that Wu Daozi's paintings have some meaning, and the paintings contain some martial arts truth, so I asked him to learn painting.

"As a result, Wu Daozi thought very highly of himself and didn't want to teach me, so I watched him paint, integrated martial arts insights into painting, self-taught, and finally made him worship!"

When he finished speaking, the three of them had already come to the room.

Tong Yin said with a look of adoration

: "The young master is so powerful!" Lu Yun sighed and exclaimed: "Wu Daozi's painting talent is known to the world, and the young master has found another way, and he can make Wu Daozi worship in painting, which shows how terrifying the young master's talent is."

Ye Aotian didn't answer, and quietly looked at the group photo on the wall.

On the white wall, there is a lonely picture frame.

The corners of the woman's mouth in the frame are slightly hooked, touching a boy's head dotingly, with a gentle gaze and a gentle smile.

The two of them stood in the sun, with this small courtyard behind them.

The woman is Ye Aotian's mother, Qin Wanyi.

The boy is naturally Ye Aotian.

Ye Aotian will always remember that day, because the godmother came that day, the sun was warm, the wind was gentle, and the flowers by the fence were in full bloom... Mother was laughing.

That was the last time Ye Aotian saw Qin Wanyi smile.

The past came to his heart, and Ye Aotian slowly closed his eyes.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait.

O bitter mother, my son is not what it used to be, but you are no longer alive.

Is it my appearance that has made you suffer for so many years?

If you know anything from the spring, please go slowly, and your son will definitely send your murderer down to the Yellow Spring.

The so-called people who persecuted you will also be liquidated one by one.

Even if the last drop of blood is consumed, comfort your souls in heaven.

"Ah~" Tong Yin on the side suddenly covered her mouth in horror.

Fortunately, only one syllable was pronounced, and the subsequent sound was not made.

Tong Yin looked at Ye Aotian's side face anxiously, anxious.

Because, a line of blood and tears flowed on Ye Aotian's face.

"The young master is bleeding and crying, how bitter he must be in his heart!" Tong

Yin's nose was sour, his heart was pinched, and there was a great cry of sorrow in his heart, and two lines of tears flowed down uncontrollably.

She always thought that Ye Aotian was the kind of supreme master of martial arts and intelligence, and she had always admired Ye Aotian.

But now she found out that Ye Aotian is not the kind of master who is out of the world and has an empty impression, but a living person.

Now he is a son who misses his mother.

Tong Yin didn't even notice it herself, her admiration for Ye Aotian invisibly turned into admiration.

And Lu Yun on the other side was also shocked.

The young master, who is high in the sky, looks so pitiful now!

Speaking of which, he is actually several years younger than himself.

A different kind of emotion emerged in Lu Yun's heart, it could be a flood of motherhood, or it could be a heart attack of the Holy Mother, she really wanted to take Ye Aotian into her arms.

But in the end, she still didn't dare to do that, but hugged Ye Aotian's arm like Tong Yin.

The two masters and apprentices, one left and one right, hugged Ye Aotian's arm and quietly accompanied him.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Aotian, who came out of his sadness, looked left and right at the two guys holding his arms, helpless for a while.

The master and apprentice are also funny, holding their arms and closing their eyes.

"Mom, you see that I'm out of breath, and I'm starting to hug left and right. Ye Aotian said in a slightly mocking tone.

Lu Yun woke up suddenly, shocked.

She hurriedly knelt down and said nervously: "My subordinates are abrupt, and I ask the young master to forgive me."

At the same time, Lu Yun was extremely shocked in her heart, she was usually a very indifferent person, why did she suddenly empathize with her today?

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that she was affected by the young master's emotions.

What a terrifying realm the young master has reached, he is already strong enough to affect the emotions of others.

Ye Aotian helped Lu Yun up and said softly: "Sister Yun, don't be nervous, I don't mean to blame you."

"Cheeky, you still have to learn from your apprentices.

Tong Yin, who was still holding his hand, smiled, a little playful and a little proud, and then quickly wiped the tears on his face.

Lu Yun nodded, and said nervously: "Just call me by my name, don't call Sister Yun."

Ye Aotian's face was blank, and he said solemnly: "Am I the young master or are you the young master?"

Lu Yun struggled slightly, and finally nodded dejectedly.

Then, Ye Aotian came to the desk.

Tong Yin and Lu Yun hurriedly laid pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

When everything was ready, Ye Ao sank into the dantian and splashed ink.

His strokes are changeable, sometimes like a strong dragon going out to sea like thunder, sometimes like a woman shaking a fan in the breeze and drizzle.

The brush seems to have become a spear in his hand, with both the domineering spirit that sweeps the world and the tenderness of children.

But in more than ten seconds, a woman's face with a national color and fragrance jumped on the paper.

Obviously, it was just a few simple strokes, but the charm between the eyebrows and the tenderness between the red lips were vividly displayed in front of people.

"Yes, yes, this is the Dragon Girl!" Lu

Yun and Tong Yin nodded hurriedly, confirming the identity of the little senior sister at a glance.

Looking at the portrait of the woman on the table, Ye Aotian's eyebrows were slightly raised.

Unexpectedly, the little sister is still a little rich woman.

The construction of this Dragon Palace should be very troublesome, and it will take a lot of effort just to demolish it.

From the layout of the Dragon Palace, it can be seen that the little senior sister has spent a lot of thought here.

The next time I see her, I have to compensate her.

After confirming the identity of the little senior sister as the dragon girl, Ye Aotian asked some questions, and reluctantly found that the pair of masters and apprentices didn't know anything.

Tong Yin really doesn't know anything, but it's not necessarily whether Lu Yun really doesn't know anything.

The Dragon Palace at night, after turning on the lights, is like a dream, as if you are in a dream.

After getting a little familiar with the environment in the Dragon Palace, Ye Aotian took Lu Yun to worship his mother, while Tong Yin stayed in the Dragon Palace to prepare for miscellaneous things such as washing.

After returning to the Dragon Palace after worshipping, Ye Aotian proposed to take a bath.

Lu Yun put the hot water into the bathtub and prepared everything.

She's been busy all the time, getting everything ready, no matter how big or small.

Ye Aotian felt like an emperor, which was much better than life in prison.

After washing, Ye Aotian returned to his room and was about to rest, but saw a person lying on the bed.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be a child's voice.

"Tong Yin, what are you doing in my bed?" Ye Aotian asked in surprise.

Tong Yin stretched his head out of the quilt and said with a sweet smile: "Give the young master a warm quilt!"

Ye Aotian's face was full of black lines.

I didn't expect that there was really a function of warming the quilt, and I thought it was just talking.

Ye Aotian raised his eyebrows and said with a wicked smile: "If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave." "

Ahh

Looking at the door, Ye Aotian muttered, "Fairy!" This

Dragon Palace is okay, full of moisture, and it is very suitable for Ye Aotian.

Ye Aotian lay down on the bed and fell asleep slowly.

The night flows, and the stars move.

This night was the most comfortable and solid sleep he had in recent years.

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Aotian got up and practiced in Xiaoxi Lake.

When they returned to the Dragon Palace after the practice, the master and apprentice had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast.

While I was eating, my mobile phone rang suddenly.

When I picked it up, it was my godmother calling.

Looks like my godmother has woken up!