Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

"I'll go to Zhenyuan Daxian this time, it should be too late!"

Chen Xiaobei immediately closed Xiaoqun and started a private chat with Zhenyuan Daxian.

Chen Xiaobei: Zhenyuan Daxian! Are you there! I have a hurry and would like to ask you a favor!

Zhenyuan Daxian: Xiaobei! It's time for you to come! This seat is also looking for you! (Hurriedly)

Chen Xiaobei: Uh ... Daxian, please be calm and calm. I'm waiting for help. Please help me first, and we'll talk about you later

Zhenyuan Daxian: That won't work! This seat is also waiting for help!

Chen Xiaobei: Isn't it (shocked) within the Three Realms, who can kill you except the saint of heaven?

Zhenyuan Daxian: Old Master! The old leader could kill me! (Hurrying) The new chapter of the "Fighting for the Wind" today is simply beautiful! However, the critical moment suddenly disappeared!

Chen Xiaobei: Hey ... (Waterfall Khan) Is it such a trivial matter? How could you be so anxious?

Zhenyuan Daxian: How can this be a trivial matter! The protagonist's family were all pushed into a dead end of life and death! The next chapter will know how the protagonist will resolve the crisis ... As an old bookworm, this is to torture me!

Chen Xiaobei: So, do you want me to remind you?

Zhenyuan Daxian: Yeah! Hurry and hurry! I can't see the next chapter, I feel uncomfortable ...

Chen Xiaobei: It's more urged, but you have to mean it, right? (Smirk)

Zhenyuan Daxian: Didn't we say that we have to update to 3 million words before giving you the next one to participate! You ca n’t robbery in the fire!

Chen Xiaobei: Don't worry! Not the kind of wordless person! I just want to pick up your fan tower fan! Return it when you run out!

Zhenyuan Daxian: Borrowing fan tower fan? No need to borrow! As long as you can update the old master, this seat will directly send you a copy! Although it is just a magic weapon, it is enough on earth!

Chen Xiaobei: OK! That's it! You give me a copy of the fan tower fanfare, and I promise that the old master will have one more chapter tonight!

Zhenyuan Daxian: OK! I believe in your character! Pick up a private bag!

Ding——Congratulations! Grab the red envelope of Zhenyuan Daxian, get a copy of the fan tower fan, has been deposited in the treasure chest!

"Alright! Treasures have been received! There should be some time, please contact the old leader now, but you can't let Zhenyuan Daxian down!"

Chen Xiaobei said nothing, immediately QQ private chat with the old leader.

After a period of contact, Chen Xiaobei has become a close friend with the old leader.

At this moment, the time is not too late, and the old leader just happens to be inspired, so as soon as Chen Xiaobei said, the old leader promised to update another chapter.

"Fortunately, the old master has inspiration. Otherwise, he lost faith in Zhenyuan Daxian, and I will not face him in the future ... Then, I just have to wait for the old master to write ...

Chen Xiaobei was finally relieved.

"Here! Here comes the artist!"

At the same time, there was a burst of applause from the door of Lu Fu.

I saw that a servant of the Lu family was walking into the house with an old painter and heading for the hall.

Above the hall, all core members of the Lu family were present.

Lu Bu was also invited over the first time.

"Mr. Lu, we can start!" Lu Mingjun said in a deep voice.

"Ok!"

Lu Bu nodded, looking at the old painter, and said, "I'm a rough man, and maybe it's not so accurate. I need you to draw a few more times and slowly screen!"

"No problem. This is the artist's duty. The old man will do his best!" The old artist nodded, his tone was very positive, but his eyes were exhausted.

Probably because he was old and was pulled up from the bed by the people of Lu family, so he seemed to have no spirit.

However, at this moment, everyone is only concerned about the success or failure of the portrait, and no one pays any attention to the spirit of the old artist.

"Let's get started!"

Lu Bu said directly: "Chen Xiaobei, twenty-two years old, his face is ..."

Later, Lu Bu began to describe Chen Xiaobei's appearance based on his memory, while the old painter sketched out a picture on the paper according to the description.

I have to say that Lu Bu is really a rough man.

Last time in a hurry, Lu Bu didn't care about Chen Xiaobei's appearance at all. It was very difficult to recall at this moment.

Moreover, Lu Bu did not like to read books. As for the description of the appearance, the vocabulary in his brain was not enough, and it was almost unclear.

In addition, the old painter himself has no spirit.

After finishing this first portrait, Chen Xiaobei almost laughed.

Guazi face, willow leaf eyebrow, cherry mouth ... This is exactly a woman's face, the point is that the facial features and Chen Xiaobei are almost not the same.

If this portrait is hung out, I am afraid that no one can recognize it as Chen Xiaobei.

"No, right!"

Lu Bu shook his head and looked at him: "Chen Xiaobei's face is thinner, but his chin is not so sharp! His eyebrows are too delicate! His mouth is too small!"

"Uh ... old man, they are all painted according to your description ..." The old painter swallowed and said, "Will we draw another one?"

"Redraw! You must redraw! This difference is too great!" Lu Bu frowned slightly, and started to describe again.

Although it is the second description, the effect is not much worse than the first one.

Lu Bu said stutteringly, the old painter's strokes were frivolous and without charm.

You don't have to wait until the painting is finished, you can directly conclude that this second painting is definitely a failed product.

Outside.

Chen Xiaobei can't wait for a long time: "It's time for the crisis to be completely lifted!"

In a dark corner, Chen Xiaobei directly extracted the fan tower fan from the space ring.

Holding a fan in the palm of the hand, a strong spirituality communicated with Chen Xiaobei, and immediately introduced usage into Chen Xiaobei's brain.

"That's the case! No wonder Brother Yan said, as long as I get this treasure, I will understand everything!"

Chen Xiaobei grinned, the whole person relaxed, as if the crisis had been lifted.

"Oh!"

Chen Xiaobei opened the folding fan, moved his heart, and at the same time emptied the fan.

In an instant ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ an invisible breeze, blown to Lu Bu, and directly penetrated into his brows.

"Like! Too much! This portrait is exactly like Chen Xiaobei! As long as you follow this picture, you will definitely find Chen Xiaobei!"

Lu Bu pointed to the second portrait just drawn, and said firmly.

As soon as this remark was made, everyone around him was stunned.

"Mr. Lu, are you sure?" Lu Mingjun said, "How do I feel, this painting is not very different from the first one ... just a few small places you mentioned ..."

"No! The difference between the two paintings is huge! You believe me! Look for the second painting! Absolutely not wrong!"

Lu Bu was extremely affirmative, and at the same time praised: "This painter is so amazing! With just a few words, I can draw so much like it, admire it!

Seeing the scene in front of him, Chen Xiaobei almost smiled again.

(End of this chapter)