Carry out the tragic female supporting role to the end

Chapter 59 The Prime Minister is Amazing 28
After the three came out.

There were people coming and going in the street, and the woman before didn't dare to really report to the officials, after all, she had dirty hands and feet, and she slipped away after thinking she was unlucky.

The streets are bustling again. Some people are setting up a stage to perform leather dramas. Some people are buying red lanterns of various colors. The peddler is carrying a lot of candied gourds, which are watery and round, walking through the streets and alleys. Some people take out paintings They tell stories while the bright light falls on every delicate and beautiful woman in the painting.

"The woman in your painting is too thin." A woman pointed to the painting, "Is this a woman who respects men?"

"It must be so. Don't tell us about those weak women in the male country. Tell us about the pretty young men." Another woman waved her hand, annoyed by the sight of these women, who were as thin as men.

The stall owner smiled, and then took out a painting, before opening it, she said mysteriously: "This is guaranteed to be more beautiful than a man."

"What kind of lock is it selling, open it quickly." Someone urged.

The stall owner put the painting in the center of the light. The corners of the drawing paper were yellowed. It seemed that it had been aged for a long time. The stall owner slowly unfolded the painting.

In an instant, everyone looked there, and the entire stall fell silent and held their breath for a moment.

On the screen, the woman is dressed in a simple black dress with long sleeves in ancient costumes, her black hair is stretched out, she is leaning against the tree, holding a small wine pot in her hand, with only half of her face but it is hard to move her eyes away.

In this side profile picture, half of her face has smooth edges and corners, her eyebrows are like distant blacks, her peach blossom eyes are long and narrow but cold, her lips are hooked, and she is so beautiful. Her eyes are brown, with the straightness of green bamboo, It is also as inaccessible as cedar, ethereal and misty, like the clouds in the sky.

In fact, this painting also depicts the mood of the painter who bumped into the woman at that time. Looking at the woman from a distance, he felt that he could not be desecrated.

Ge Yan looked away, she remembered that she had been here before.

At that time, I used the only magic weapon left in my inventory, condensed it into a physical body, drank wine, and lay down on a tree casually, but I felt that the taste of the wine was not as intuitive as her current binding system possession, just like a few The ten-degree wine has been reduced by ten degrees. At that time, it felt like drinking cold water, not very enjoyable. I didn't expect to be seen by someone, and I drew it.

The flow rate is different in each time and space, and she doesn't remember how long she has been here.

Ge Yan withdrew his gaze, while Luao Bai stared blankly at the painting, a strong stubbornness, a strong love, and deep grief welled up in his heart, which almost suffocated him.

Ge Yan walked a few steps, and found that Luan Bai hadn't followed, so he turned his head and found that he was staring at the painting, then suddenly turned his head and locked on Ge Yan's body.

There is a voice in Luobai's heart saying, it is her, it is her, she is the person in the painting.

And the one he loved to death.

Ge Yan was stared at by his stubborn eyes, she was slightly stunned, then narrowed her eyes slightly, this kind of eyes, why is it so familiar, it seems that someone has always looked at her secretly like this before.

Luao Bai's heart trembled, he didn't know why there was a surge of fear in his heart, that person must have seen his eyes now, would be disgusted, and would kill him.

He was restless and manic, as if as long as that person dared to escape, he would kill him.

"If you don't look at me, I will kill all the people you protect." As if my ears were ringing, a low, hoarse and cold voice sounded. This was a man's voice, with an evil and indifferent tone, which whitened his subconscious. Tell yourself that this is his voice.

He was in a daze, feeling like he really wanted to kill someone.

will you look at me
Until the man walked in front of him, his voice was like wind bamboo, rustling nicely, and said softly: "Don't bite, it's bleeding."

After a moment of clearing his eyes, he realized that blood was flowing down the curve of his jawline, and his mouth was full of the rusty smell of blood.

Liao Bai pursed his lips, is it the previous life?

Otherwise, why is it that she just walked over and all the uneasiness was smoothed away.

His eyes fell on her face.

Through the mask, his lips fell on the mask, and the mask lightly tapped on her forehead.

Like kissing her through a mask.

(End of this chapter)