Zhaohui hit the opponent's shaved facial features, the warm eyebrows and jade-like skin were extremely vivid.Dressed in a jade-colored robe, it just rightly sets off a sense of grace and elegance.

He came here this morning without a valance, just to be polite.

Unexpectedly, there was a windfall.

Finding that the other party was staring at him leisurely, Su Changzhao kept smiling, without saying a word, retreated to the door silently, and closed the door...

boom!

It's not closed yet.

A hand clasped the door.

Behind the slender fingers is a handsome face that is pushing the door open and poking in.

At this moment, there was a warm smile on that handsome face, as friendly and harmonious as a spring breeze.

But Su Changzhao knew that this was all an illusion.

"I came here admiringly, but the painter wants to turn me away?" Yu Jiuchen asked with a smile.

Su Changzhao couldn't pull out a full smile anymore, "I don't know you guys, why do you want me?" His tone was still polite.

While speaking, he slammed the door shut, ready to push the other person out.

Unexpectedly, she has no martial arts, so she is no match for others at all.

With just a slight push by Yu Jiuchen, the door opened most of it, allowing him to enter.

"excuse me."

Talking about being rude, but people are not polite at all.

After being forced in by him.

Su Changzhao saw that another boy in black also forcibly entered the door.

The other party also bowed to her with a smile: "Excuse me~"

Su Changzhao was speechless: He came in even though he knew he was interrupting!This master and servant is really...

Seeing Yu Jiuchen was not afraid that she would run away, so he went straight to the house.

Su Changzhao was thinking about the reason why the other party came to him.

Thinking of the meeting just now, the other party seemed quite surprised.

Therefore, the possibility of seeking revenge can be ruled out for the time being.

She carefully recalled the memory of the original owner. In the past eighteen years, there was no such person as Yu Jiuchen in the life of the original owner.

In other words, before last night, the original owner and Yu Jiuchen had no intersection.

Except for painting, the original owner can be regarded as a reclusive person. After Brother Bao, almost no one came to him.

Why did Yu Jiuchen come to the door suddenly?

In this world, why would the two of them intersect?

Thinking back to the world in the last door, she is an assassin, Yu Jiuchen is the third prince of Fenglai Kingdom, Yu Jiuchen is cursed, and she is the one he is destined to lift the curse, so there is an intersection in the dark.

So what about this world?She is just an unknown third-rate painter, where is Yu Jiuchen?Who is he?

From Yu Jiuchen's clothes and attendants, it can be seen that he should not be short of money.

His martial arts are excellent, and there are people assassinating him when he goes out, which shows that besides not lacking money, he also has status.

A person who is not short of money and has status, why did he make a special trip to find a third-rate little painter?

With doubts in his heart, Su Changzhao saw Yu Jiuchen come into the room, first looked at the environment in the room, and finally went to the table.

On the table is the freshly baked masterpiece of her hard work all night.

Remembering that the protagonist in those masterpieces was the other party, Su Changzhao immediately rushed over.

"Ah! Can't see! Can't see!"

Unexpectedly, the way out was directly blocked by the little brother in black.

Yu Jiuchen also picked up a stack of paintings on the table smoothly, seemingly casually admiring them.

Su Changzhao lowered his eyes in grief, and thought to himself: This game is over!

Clinker, a voice came from the opposite side: "These...are you drawing?"

Su Changzhao opened her eyes again, thinking that the other party was just confirming the artist, so as not to kill the wrong person, she hurriedly said: "No! It's not me! These... I bought them all!"

"It's a good painting." The other party said suddenly.

"..." Su Changzhao thought he heard it wrong, but he still didn't dare to be careless, and echoed, "Yes, yes, that person's drawing is really good~"

next second.

The other party came to the front with strange footwork, leaned over, and approached with a handsome face: "I say you draw well~" Smiling.

Seeing this face that looked the same as Ah Heng, Su Changzhao was dazed for a moment.

But she quickly saw through the other party's sugar-coated cannonballs, and firmly denied: "No, no, I didn't draw these!"

"Didn't you draw it?" The voice was like Huadu, warm and pleasant.

"Yes, yes, yes." Su Changzhao nodded his head.

The handsome face in front of him stopped smiling for a second, and his long eyes suddenly turned cold: "Mo Yu."

The little brother in black: "Yes."

"Kill~"

The two words that were written lightly made Su Changzhao feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Don't, don't, I drew it, I drew it!" She gritted her teeth and admitted.

The handsome face in front of him immediately returned to a warm smile: "That's right~"

A big palm covered the top of her small head and rubbed it gently.

Su Changzhao: "..." Let me go, is it okay to touch the head and kill?

She said that she could not understand the uncertain man in front of her more and more.

He admitted to painting his naked body, but he didn't kill himself?

"Clean up and follow me." Yu Jiuchen said with his hands behind his back.

But after he finished speaking, he looked at the dilapidated house, and immediately changed his words: "It seems that there is nothing to fix." A wave of disgust, "Just follow me now."

As if he was afraid that Su Changzhao would be unhappy, he still smiled and added: "You can just bring someone, I have everything there."

"..."

After half an hour, Su Changzhao finally understood that his last words of "having everything" were too modest.

Looking at the majestic building in front of her, which is located in the deep mountains, amidst the mist and warm greenery, she was dumbfounded.

This scale is larger than her City Lord's Mansion in the ghost city of Mingshui.

Especially when you walk into it, red tiles, green tiles, bird leathers fly, and strange flowers and stones can be seen everywhere.

The colorful corridor flying bridge, surrounded by clouds and smoke, is too beautiful to behold.

"Have you never seen such a big house, such a beautiful place?"

At some point, Mo Yu came over and asked.

Su Changzhao was following the two of them at the moment, but he didn't know exactly where he was going.

But just as Mo Yu made close friends from time to time on the way, she concluded that this kid was the legendary acquaintance.

"Yeah, this place is really beautiful. I don't know where it is?"

"Besides the Demon Palace on Youfu Mountain, where else is it like a fairyland?" Mo Yu's tone was full of pride.

Demon Palace?

That's not a good name.

Su Changzhao remained calm, pretending to be surprised and said: "Wow, so this is the Demon Palace, so why did you bring me a painter to the Demon Palace?"

Mo Yu didn't realize that he was being tricked, and was about to say, "Yes..."

Suddenly came from in front of him: "Mo Yu."

"Yes." Yu Jiuchen spoke, and Mo Yu immediately became respectful.

"There's nothing for you here, just go down and rest."

"Yes." Mo Yu left without saying a word.

Realizing that Yu Jiuchen was looking at him, Su Changzhao deliberately looked away.

But seeing the other party approaching suddenly: "Why didn't you talk? Didn't you want to ask why you came here just now?"

Su Changzhao could only see the other person's chest when looking straight up, and she didn't dare to look any further.

Although the more you know, the faster you die.

However, she felt that since they 'invited' her back on a special trip, she must be useful, and she would not die now if she died, so she pretended to be brave and looked up at the other party.

"Will you tell me?"

Yu Jiuchen seemed surprised by her courage, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips again: "Yes, the place I'm taking you to now is the answer."

So, next, Yu Jiuchen led the way, and Su Changzhao didn't ask another question.

After a while.

Su Changzhao looked at a copybook on the table in front of him, and asked, "Is this the answer?"

"Yes." Yu Jiuchen nodded lightly, "I want you to draw all the words on it."

"These are all Sanskrit."

"Do you know Sanskrit?"

"do not know."

"So," Yu Jiuchen tapped the table with his fingertips, "I'll let you draw instead of writing, just start when you hear clearly."

"..."

"What? Do you need to watch it for a while? Just to remind you, if you can't do it, I will kill you."

"why?"

"No reason, because I am happy."

Su Changzhao was speechless: "..."

Kill, kill, kill a chicken, Ah Heng in this life is really bloodthirsty.

"I see." She glanced at the copybook, then closed it with her foot and said, "Take it away."

"..." Yu Jiuchen was slightly surprised, but his expression remained calm.Looking at the copybook she closed, there are nearly a thousand Sanskrit characters densely packed on it.

And in order to test whether she can really remember with a photographic memory, these Sanskrit words are all pieced together, even if she wants to memorize them in advance, it is useless.

"Okay, you can draw." Yu Jiuchen took away the copybook, walked silently to one side and sat down.

Su Changzhao didn't leave when he saw him, probably because he wanted to prevent himself from cheating.

Just kidding, he brought the copybook, how many people in the world can understand Sanskrit?

Forget it, we adults don't remember villains.

For the sake of her life, she gathered her thoughts and began to draw the first Sanskrit on the paper.

After successfully drawing five Sanskrit characters, she suddenly discovered that the original owner's photographic memory was truly amazing.

So, taking advantage of the impressions in her mind, she began to focus on copying the copybook she had just seen, stroke by stroke.

there.

Yu Jiuchen has been staring at Su Changzhao who is at his desk and is concentrating on writing.

Thinking of last night, when she saw herself, she called out her name.

Heng, Yu Heng.

No one knows his real name.

How did this little painter know?

Moreover, after the second meeting, he felt more and more familiar with the other party.

It’s not just that I’ve seen it before, but it’s like I’ve known each other a long time ago...

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