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"Jiu'er, what are you looking at?" Xuanyuan Qingshi raised his baby's chin, with a sinister expression, his warm breath sprayed on Yue Luo's face, dyeing that beautiful face with a magnificent blush .

"Daddy, look over there." Yue Luo pouted, held that slender hand, and signaled her father to look over there.

Xuanyuan Qingshi squinted his eyes, and his expression was astonished and serious as if the moon had fallen.

"Yue Luo, Mr. Xuanyuan, we should go." Xiao Ling went to pay the bill and called to the two at the door.

"Xiao Ling, you guys go back first! Daddy and I still have something to do." Yue Luo waved his hands, ignoring Xiao Ling and the others.

"Okay then! Let's go first. Bye~~"

"Well, bye."

The two looked at each other, then walked towards the two who were still at war with each other.

At this moment, I saw the person holding the painting angrily shaking on the dining table, knocking over the water glass, and then brushing the painting past Yue Luo and Xuanyuan, and ran out of the restaurant in an instant, while the other person Gritting his teeth, he chased after him with a gloomy look on his face.

"Hey, sir, you can't go, you haven't paid the bill yet." A waiter hurriedly stopped him.

Yue Luo and Xuanyuan Qingshi were naturally not in the mood to care about this person, but leisurely caught up with the person who ran away with the painting.

"Hoo hoo..." The man ran to a relatively hidden corner, looked left and right, and was finally relieved that no one was chasing him.

Leaning against the wall, he opened the canvas, looked at the content of the painting, then took out a magazine that he had just flipped through, turned to one of the pages, and compared the pictures in it with the content of the painting.

"Oh my god, it's exactly the same." The man couldn't hide his inner excitement, and his sallow and tired face turned red with excitement.

The picture in the magazine is the latest information released by Xueyue Group, together with the picture of Yuan Yi, the pictures of Moshipan and Sanhuangjing.Xuanyuan Piaoyu thought that he didn't have any clues anyway, so he simply got these two pictures out as well, treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor!

The man's name is Jin Dayong. He was originally a wealthy businessman, but he fell into a predicament because his business failed. His wife and children ran away, and he owed a lot of debt.Now the debt collectors are trying to force him to death. This morning, a friend of his, the guy from the restaurant, called him and said he was interested in a painting in his hand and wanted to pay for it.

Although he found it strange that his friend suddenly contacted him to buy paintings, he was more happy. After all, he was really at the end of his rope.Besides, when my friend saw this painting, he really expressed his liking for it, so it makes sense!

After all, although this painting is just a painting, he thought it was very magical when he saw it at the beginning, especially the lines drawn in it were full of mystery, as if it contained a profound Taoist rhyme, it was really strange.

Just when the two of them were talking about their excitement, he accidentally saw this page in the magazine.Because he is too poor and destitute now, he only wants to escape for his life, and he doesn't pay attention to the news and newspapers at all, so he doesn't know the news released by Xueyue Group.

Seeing this in an instant, Jin Dayong's head quickly reacted, this is the reason why his friend paid for his paintings at this moment!Really, I was almost cheated!If he sends this painting to Xueyue Group himself, then he will definitely get a lot of benefits.Maybe it will not only pay off his ass debt, but also make him come back.

The more Jin Dayong thought about it, the more excited he became. He couldn't wait any longer and was about to cover the canvas when a clear and indifferent voice appeared above his head.

"It is indeed very similar." Yue Luo looked at the whole painting carefully at this moment, and was more than a little surprised.

Xuanyuan Qingshi also nodded and admitted that it was indeed very similar. Moreover, this painting not only only had the Moshipan, but also a person whose face could not be seen clearly. He was wearing an ancient costume and held a Moshipan. The light from his eyes was far away and boundless.

Is this a little dragon? !Both of them saw surprise in each other's eyes!Moreover, looking at the Moshipan, Xuanyuan Qingshi also understood that the similarity that Jiu'er said did not refer to the paintings or magazines, but the similarity between this painting and the real Moshipan.

The Moshipan is a super-artifact refined by Yuan Yi for Xiaolong, and the intricate and subtle lines carved on it represent the extraordinaryness of the Moshipan.The Moshipan in this painting, however, outlines some of the lines of the real Moshipan.Those who can draw this picture must have seen the real Moshipan in addition to their painting skills, and their mental strength is not low.

"You, who are you!" When Jin Dayong heard the voice, his expression was flustered and ferocious. After all, who could not be tempted by such a comparison of wealth! "I tell you, this is mine, get the hell out of here!"

Jin Dayong didn't even look at Yueluo and Xuanyuan, and wanted to run away.However, no matter how he ran, he seemed to be running in place.

Looking at this ragged, sallow, emaciated, and even nervous man, both Yue Luo and Xuanyuan Qingshi frowned. They originally wanted to ask him a question, but it seems that they should forget it.

"Daddy." Yue Luo called softly.

"En." The two were connected with each other, Xuanyuan Qingshi Shi Shiran walked up to Jin Dayong, and put his index finger between the man's eyebrows.

The man's originally crazy and ferocious face gradually calmed down, and his bloodshot eyes became dull.

Soul search, no, the soul search method is too low-level, and the damage is too serious.With the power of Xuanyuan Qingshi, it is possible to perform the 'reappearance of yesterday' which is more powerful and safer than the soul searching method.

I saw a picture appear out of nowhere in the mid-air, which is exactly how the man got the painting.

It turned out that this painting was not obtained by the man through normal means, but by the man.

However, the place the man stole made Yue Luo stunned.

"Jiu'er." Xuanyuan Qingshi obviously saw it, no longer cared about Jin Dayong, stepped in front of Yue Luo, and hugged him gently.

"What a coincidence, Daddy!" Yue Luo couldn't express how she felt in her heart, she didn't expect that this painting came from there.

"En. Is Jiu'er tired? Go home with Daddy?" Xuanyuan Qingshi put his arms around Yue Luo and kissed his eyebrows. He clearly knew that in the deepest part of Jiu'er's heart, there was still a regret and incompleteness. , although Jiu'er said he didn't care, but he knew he cared.

"Since there is news about the milling disk, let's go and have a look! No matter what, if we find Xiaolong earlier, Yuan Yi will be relieved earlier. And, Daddy, don't worry, Jiu'er is fine, that's all It's a thing of the past." Yue Luo gently stroked the man's face, and the two of them touched their foreheads, there was a kind of beauty of a lifetime of peace.

"Okay, let's go and have a look." Xuanyuan Qingshi always knew that Jiu'er was not someone to escape, so he smiled sassyly.

"En." Yue Luo smiled, her heart was full of sweetness.

With the love of the father, all the misfortunes and sorrows experienced before are insignificant.

When they teleported there, they found that there was no one in the room, so Xuanyuan Qingshi and Yue Luo wandered around the street.The two walked around, holding hands, occasionally looking at each other and smiling, and the time came to the afternoon very quickly.

The two walked towards their original destination and passed a school. It was already school time. Countless children carrying their schoolbags ran out of the school happily, with smiles and youthful vigor, full of innocence that belonged to children. and wonderful.

A boy, about ten years old, came out of school with a schoolbag on his back. The boy had big black and white eyes and a cute face, but he didn't have much expression.

Yue Luo took a look, and somehow felt that this child was somewhat familiar, but he was sure that he had never seen him before.

Not taking this to heart, the two continued to walk forward slowly.

As for the boy at the school gate, his brows were frowned, his face straightened, he looked up and looked this way but he didn't see anyone, doubts flashed in his eyes.He was sure that someone was spying on him just now, but he didn't feel any malice. The boy shrugged his schoolbag and walked towards the same direction where Yueluo and Xuanyuan Qingshi were going.

Came to this place again, this is a small bungalow, simple but tasteful.Yue Luo rang the doorbell, but still no one answered.Apparently, the family still hasn't come back.Yue Luo and Xuanyuan Qingshi looked at each other, feeling helpless and a little disappointed.

"Forget it, come back tomorrow!" Yue Luo sighed, pulling Xuanyuan Qingshi, and the two were about to leave.

But they heard a child's voice beside them: "Excuse me, who are you? What are you doing at my door?"

Yue Luo lowered his head to look, and it was the somewhat mature boy he saw at the school gate just now. "This is your home?"

"En." The little boy's expression was still serious, and when he saw the faces of the two of them, a gleam of surprise flashed across his big eyes.

However, the child's temperament may be really good. Although his face was slightly flushed, he was still calm and stepped forward to open the door.

"Are you here to find my parents?" the boy asked with a hint of vigilance.

"That's right. We have something to ask them." Yue Luo looked at the little boy, unable to tell what it felt like, this was his...

"Then you guys come in and talk about it! My parents won't be back in a while." The boy thought for a while and invited Yue Luo and the others into the house.Although he was only a child, he had an intuition that these two people would not harm him, especially that little brother.

"Okay." The two replied, and followed the little boy into the door.

Facing it is a small garden, planted with many flowers and plants, and next to it, there is a wooden swing frame with words engraved on it.

Xuanyuan Qingshi looked at his baby, only to see Yueluo looking at the swing frame with long-distance eyes and a trace of nostalgia.

Xuanyuan Qingshi frowned slightly, turned to look at the little boy, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

"Leng Yiluo." For some reason, the boy looked at Yueluo who was looking at the swing frame in a daze, and spit out his name.Even strangely, it didn't match my usual personality, so I explained my name: "Yi is the memory of memory, and Luo is the fall of Yueluo. Although, I don't know why it is the Luo of 'Yueluo'.

Yue Luo was shocked, a little surprised, a little sour, but more inexplicable.

Xuanyuan Qingshi embraced him, a glint of light flashed in his double pupils, it seemed that this time, he might be able to help Jiu'er unravel that regret.