This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

There are two magic kings.

Haihuang's Lan Ya, Yan people Wang.

Killing star meteor, Tsing Yi Team.

The former controls the world's water and objects, and is called the twin kings together with Yuji, the current lord of the West Sea.

The latter was born in a human race, and his cultivation has been extraordinary and has become a saint, comparable to a great witch.

Yun Chao didn't argue with him more about the child bride and daughter. After handing the little girl over to him, he left.

Meteor threw Ruan Mianmian on his shoulder like a dead pig, and walked out of the city, muttering:

"The sun is coming out from the west. This scum hates useless people the most, and is willing to carry such a small waste with him."

The thirteenth household of Yunxiang Lane in Zhenxi is a separate courtyard.

For a small place like Hongqu Town, such a four-entry yard can be called a mansion.

Yun Chao stood outside the yard, looking thoughtfully at the gate that kept people coming in and out.

Most of the people who come here are women, Yan thin and fat, either beautiful or ugly.

It's just that the faces of the people who come out of it have become beautiful and moving, and their facial features are very similar to those of a lifetime.

Yun Zhao's eyes sank a little, and the figure disappeared in place.

In the courtyard, a man dressed in a brocade robe was sitting in the center of the courtyard, with beautiful servants and servants standing beside him. How could such a style be called a romantic and rich man?

The women in the outside world were obviously all admiring his name.

The women were brought in in an orderly manner and sat opposite the men one by one.

However, he saw the man holding a paintbrush in his hand, carefully tracing the faces of these women. After he finished painting, the faces of these women all changed.

It's like being re-applied with a beautiful painting skin.

But the most bizarre thing was that the man holding the brush was blind.

His eyes only had the whites of the eyes, but no pupils, which looked very scary.

The figure of the cloud appeared in the yard.

Suddenly a person appeared out of nowhere, and the women in the courtyard were all startled and screamed in fright.

From the beginning to the end, the man who painted did not fluctuate in the slightest. He still traced the face of the woman in front of him carefully, with an almost pilgrimage-like look on his face.

Until Yun Chao walked up to him and held his painting hand.

"Ah - monster !!!"

Screams rang out in the yard, the air waves rolled, and Yun Zhao flicked his sleeves, then lifted all the rest of the yard out, and the enchantment fell.

The man was grabbed by Yun Chao, but he still showed no signs of panic. He frowned, but turned a little impatient and said:

"How many times have I said that I don't want to jump in line here! If you want to be beautiful, go to the queue outside! No matter what kind of gods, ghosts and monsters you are, there is no back door!"

Yun Zhao's expression remained unchanged, looking at the brush in his hand, his eyes were deep.

After the man finished speaking, seeing Yun Chao still not letting go, he became even more impatient.

"Hey! Did you hear what I said! No queue jumping here!!"

Yun Chao ignored him and tried to take the paintbrush off his hand, but even if the man let go, the paintbrush still seemed to be growing on his arm and didn't move at all.

The man looked lazy and sneered: "Don't be busy, no one can hold this pen except me."

"Cut off your arm, won't you do it?"

"Cut off my arm, but no one can make you beautiful."

Yun Chao's smile contained a slight sarcasm, "I didn't come to paint with you."

The arrogance on the man's face slowly stagnated, and he frowned, finally showing a bit of fear.

"You ... Are you a person?"

The frost in Yun Chao's eyes is getting heavier, "It seems that you know what you are doing."

The man gasped, "Explain! I can explain!"

"Painting others with the appearance of King Tsing Yi, you should be punished for the crime you committed!"

"Misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding!" the man shouted, "I am benefiting the human race, I am pursuing beauty, and I am not deliberately offending His Majesty the Tsing Yi King!"

"You are just an ordinary human race, you don't even have the power to cultivate, but you can drive such treasures." Yun Chao looked at this person thoughtfully: "It's really rare."

"Yes, yes! Only I can drive this baby. I am also a baby! My lord, my baby can't die!" The man said in a hurry:

"As long as I or, I can draw you anything you want!"

"It seems like a hard-to-reject condition."

"That's what it is!" The man nodded again and again.

"Unfortunately, I don't lack anything." Yun Chao changed his hands and grabbed his neck.

And in this short space, the man seized the opportunity to draw something in mid-air.

In an instant, countless demons appeared in the courtyard, roaring towards Yunchao and pounced.

The man fell to the ground, staggered up, and kept painting. With the dancing of his arms, all the monsters and beasts appeared.

As he painted, he ran out and shouted:

"It's not my fault! It's you who pushed people first, buddy! Take care of yourself! I will definitely burn three high incense sticks for me today in the coming year!"

When the man finished speaking, he burst out laughing.

Seeing that he was about to rush out of the door, he just heard a chirp, he hit the invisible barrier like a gecko, and fell directly to the ground with a bang.

Men are stupid when boarding.

The next moment, Yun Chao Youran's voice sounded from behind.

"Why don't you continue painting?"

The man turned his head blankly.

Yun Chao stood in the back lightly, with an elegant expression, his body was not stained with dust, and he couldn't see the slightest touch.

There are only traces of ink left in the courtyard.

Saying it's too late is too fast, the man stood up resolutely and knelt down to face the cloud.

"Dad! I was wrong! Let go of your son!"

Yun Chao raised his eyebrows, "Why Dad?"

"It's a father who is more affectionate than his own father!" The man shouted loudly: "Son is wrong, I am your son, and I will follow your lead in the future. Dad, how could you have the heart to kill your own son!"

Yun Zhao's eyes sank slightly.

"I can't give birth to an ugly son like you."

The man's expression was extremely frightened, he opened his mouth, and the scream blurted out, and it stopped abruptly before it was too loud.

The world is quiet.

...

Under the tree outside the town.

Big and small staring.

Ruan Mianmian pursed the corners of her mouth, looked down at Meteor, "Human trafficker?"

Meteor rolled his eyes, "Come on, this child bride is still a fool."

The little girl looked terrified, "Human traffickers and hooligans, you want me to be your child bride?!"

Meteor took a deep breath, moved closer to her, and pretended to be fierce, "I'm so hungry for food? Little girl, are you insulting me? Believe it or not, I will break your neck?!"

Ruan Mianmian was so frightened that she trembled all over, and her eyes immediately turned red.

Seeing that she was about to cry, Meteor panicked.

"Hey, hey, don't cry, I'm joking with you, it's not that I want you to be a child bride, it's that gentle... ah!"

Before Meteor could finish speaking, a gust of wind slammed into him and slapped him hard against the big tree next to him.

Qingyue's male voice sounded quietly.

"Who allowed you to bully her?"