Painting soul master of another world

Ye Yunhan looked at the mess around him, then got up, walked out of the house, looked at the same messy and overgrown courtyard, Ye Yunhan showed a dangerous smile, one day...he will bring the original owner back together.

Just when Ye Yunhan was about to sneak out of the mansion and take a look around the world, an old man walked up from a distance. Ye Yunhan looked up and saw him walking towards his yard. He knew that person, it was this Ye The butler of the family's Ye Mansion, no matter what time, his appearance can always be imprinted in Ye Yunhan's eyes, because when this person looks at the original body, his eyes are always full of contempt.

"Master Ye, the master summoned you to the hall." The aged Steward Ye spoke without even paying any respects. Ye Yunhan looked at that person quietly. He saw a little pity in that person's eyes, and then he didn't know if he thought of it. What, it brought a little arrogance, Ye Yunhan knew without guessing that there was something wrong with this matter, because it was impossible for his ruthless father to summon him for no reason, so there was definitely something wrong with this matter. question.

"Got it." Even if he knew there was a problem, Ye Yunhan had to go.

"If that's the case, I'll go get busy first." Steward Ye seemed to sense that Ye Yunhan had changed, but when he came back to his senses, seeing the mess around him, he felt a little contempt in his heart, even if he had changed a little. so what?Waste is still waste.

Thinking like this, Butler Ye immediately left the messy courtyard, as if he was afraid of getting something dirty, Ye Yunhan quietly glimpsed Butler Ye's attitude, without any expression, because he couldn't understand it. When the original owner faced the bullying of these people, what kind of mood did he have? He was born from chaos, so he naturally couldn't figure it out. As a soul painter, even if he has enough experience, he is used to seeing people's emotions , joys and sorrows, love, family affection, friendship, he has only tasted a little bit of friendship, and what he can experience is just friendship.

Looking up at the sky, Ye Yunhan walked on the way to the hall according to the original owner's insignificant memory. Everything he encountered on the way was magnificent, and even a servant's clothes were better than his. From this point of view, He is like a servant, out of tune with such a flowery courtyard. According to those vague memories, Ye Yunhan walked into the hall. He thought that the father with the blurred face must be the one who caught his eyes, but he didn't expect to go in. After that, he was attracted by a person.

The man was dressed in a gorgeous and cumbersome white robe, and he was a silver-haired man with a handsome face. The man exuded a coldness like the ice of ten thousand years, but Ye Yunhan didn't find it biting.

As he slowly walked in, Ye Yunhan looked into the eyes of that person. The eyes of that person were filled with chill, just like him, with the loneliness and indifference of thousands of years. At this moment, he, In his eyes, there was only one person left, and nothing else was left. Before he knew it, Ye Yunhan stopped, but happened to stand in the middle of the hall.

Ling Yun seemed to have noticed that the person he wanted was looking at him, so he raised his head, and met Ye Yunhan's slightly absent-minded eyes. At that moment, something seemed to be different. He had seen Ye Yunhan before, but before him This young man is obviously different from that soul.