"Hehe, yes, it's really a coincidence." Nuwa smiled unnaturally, and a blush appeared quietly on her face.
"Okay OK, you girls, you guys chatter constantly when you see a bamboo forest!"
Hou Tu walked up, gently tapped Chang Xi and Bixiao's little heads, and smiled and said, "We'd better go to the Wa Palace first!"
As he said that, Hou Tu looked at Nuwa again with a deep impression, as if he was thinking about something.
"Hehe!"
Several women stepped into the Wa Palace one after another.
"Huh!"
Seeing that they stopped talking about the bamboo forest, Nuwa breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was glad that she had not been discovered.
"It looks pretty!"
Suddenly, a cynical voice came into Nuwa's ears.
Her delicate body trembled, and Ying Zheng strode into the Wa Emperor's Sky, but didn't say anything more.
"Of course it looks good. I have taken care of them carefully for hundreds of years..." Nuwa muttered to herself in her heart.
Then the corners of her mouth raised slightly, she showed a sweet smile, and followed her into the Palace of Wa.
"Wow, there is a sacred atmosphere everywhere in the Wa Palace!" As soon as he stepped into the Wa Palace, Bixiao exclaimed again.
Her voice was as crisp as a yellow oriole, always so shocking.
"Sister Three, don't look like you have never seen the world. This is the saint temple of Nuwa, of course it is extraordinary!" Yun Xiao glared at Bixiao with amusement and tears and said.
"But that's what it is, it's much more beautiful than our Kunlun Mountain!" Bixiao muttered.
Hearing this, several women shook their heads slightly.
Although Kunlun Mountain is a holy place for immortals, it is also the temple of the Three Pure Ones. With the Sanqing personality, how could he arrange Kunlun Mountain well? Naturally, it cannot be compared with the Wa Palace carefully arranged by Nuwa!
Afterwards, they kept chattering, especially the two women, Bixiao and Chang Xi, who seemed to have endless things to say.
It is worth mentioning that almost all of them are telling the interesting stories of Ying Zheng taking them to travel through the prehistoric world.
When it comes to moving things, they even describe them with dance and feet, vivid and vivid!
Nuwa listened intoxicatedly, her chaotic eyes flashed with yearning, as if she also longed for such a journey!
"You guys say that Xiao Zhuzi can still draw?"
Suddenly, Nuwa asked in surprise.
"Yes, there was one time before, I went with my two sisters..."
Then, Bixiao told the story of Ying Zheng drawing a little snake on their faces.
"It's so realistic and vivid!"
"Little Zhuzi, when will you draw a portrait for me?" Nuwa looked at Ying Zheng with a smile and said half-jokingly.
Although she was joking, her eyes revealed the light of expectation!
...
"Come on, I'll draw a portrait for you...!" Ying Zheng looked at Nuwa's bright eyes full of expectations, raised his lips slightly, and joked, "Do you want me to paint it on your pretty face?" >
After all, she did her best to help her seize the Hongmeng purple qi. Although she did not do it, she was rare, so it was natural to draw a picture for her.
"Well!"
When Nuwa heard this, her cheeks instantly turned red.
Then, she glared at Ying Zheng coquettishly, as if there was endless tenderness hidden in her eyes.
"You little guy, you think beautifully!"
Nuwa spoke softly, but silently added in her heart, "This little guy's skin is getting thicker and thicker!"
"You know, Sister Houtu and the others are still in the hall. Even if they really want to paint on their faces, they must be the only time for the two of us!"
Ying Zheng naturally couldn't guess Nuwa's thoughts.
He shrugged, looking free and at ease, "Then where do you want me to draw? On my hands, on my feet, or on my collarbone..."
As he said that, Ying Zheng's ostentatious glance at Nuwa's lower abdomen, and his gaze seemed to penetrate his clothes.
The eyes were too hot, which made Nuwa's heart tremble.
Fearing that Ying Zheng would say something even more outrageous, she quickly stretched out her jade fingers and pointed to the white wall on the side of the Imperial Palace of Wa, gently opened her red lips, "Just draw it there!"
"Tsk, I thought the so-called portrait was to be painted on you!" Ying Zheng curled his lips and muttered in a low voice.
"Om!"
Ying Zheng did not hesitate, took a step forward, raised his sword lightly, and his magic power surged, and he was freely vented in the air.
He looked focused, as if he was carving a peerless treasure.
"Does this little guy just want to paint on me?"
"If you have a chance, it seems...it's not impossible!"
"But why does his side face seem to have a magical charm?"
"Although I haven't achieved the saint of heaven yet, the little guy's aura is getting more and more ethereal, and he has a transcendent temperament that even the prehistoric creatures do not have!"
"It's like... he doesn't belong to this world at first, he's just a passerby in this world!"
"Little guy, do you know? You are a mystery..."
Nuwa looked at Ying Zheng's clearly contoured side face, and his thoughts were flying.
Bixiao and several other women were also attracted by Ying Zheng's concentration.
They stared at Ying Zheng's side face in unison, and gradually became obsessed with their cheeks, their eyes were slightly red, and they were shimmering, and they were shining with strange brilliance.
They had no intention of looking at the paintings on the wall!
For them, watching Ying Zheng when painting carefully is much more interesting than watching paintings.
It took a long time!
"Om!"
Ying Zheng withdrew his sword finger and completed the painting.
He turned his head, but found that several women and Nuwa were staring at him intently.
And their cheeks were slightly red and they looked shy!
Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel a little amused.
"Don't fall in love with me, I'm just a legend!"
Ying Zheng lightly threw out a classic line.
"Swish~!"
Hearing this, several women came to their senses and their eyes dodged, as if they had done something bad and had been discovered.
My cheeks were even red to the base of my neck!
Each of them looked wandering and did not dare to look directly at Ying Zheng.
"You...you little guy, you are just narcissistic!"
Nuwa glared at Ying Zheng and said in a pretense of anger, "Speak nonsense again, be careful of me...I...!"
She couldn't think of how to punish Ying Zheng for a moment, so she had to squeeze out, "Anyway, don't talk nonsense anymore!"
"That's it!"
Bixiao wrinkled his nose and angrily stuck out his tongue at Ying Zheng, "A little bit! Narcissist - self-intoxication!"
"I understand!"
Ying Zheng still looked calm and waved his hand and smiled, "Isn't it just that I'm talking about the central matter, I'm so angry!"
"You...humph, who will be angry and embarrassed?"
Nuwa snorted, turned her head, not wanting to argue with Ying Zheng anymore.
Anyway, since she met this guy, she has never won every time she quarreled!
But as soon as he turned his head, Nuwa was stunned and stood there blankly.
Because her eyes fell on the wall in front of her.
Or more accurately, it was the painting that fell on the wall!
The other women also seemed to notice Nuwa's strangeness, and a trace of confusion flashed in their eyes.
They followed Nuwa's gaze.
"Hiss~!" In an instant, a burst of awesome audacity sounded.
Several women stared at the wall, their eyes wide open, and their red lips slightly opened.
The beautiful eyes were filled with shock and stunning.
It seemed as if I was shocked by the scene in front of me for a long time and could not come back to my senses!
Follow their eyes!
I saw a painting appear on the wall.
There is a woman in milky white clothes in the painting, with long hair and tall hairpin and her beautiful hair naturally hangs down.
She has a beautiful face, like the most perfect work in the world, and her skin is as fair as jade.
A sacred aura faintly revealed in a pair of chaotic beautiful eyes.
The red lips are beautiful and the nose is straight!
The jade finger gently twists the orchid finger, making a gesture to hold your head up in the sky.
This is clearly a portrait of Nuwa, but she is even more extraordinary, just like the holy and flawless goddess in the world.
That beauty is breathtakingly beautiful and beautiful!
certainly!
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
In addition to Nuwa, behind her is a lush bamboo forest.
Every bamboo sways in the wind, and the bamboo leaves sway lightly.
A fresh breath filled the middle!
With such embellishment, this painting is simply a perfect masterpiece, which cannot be copied or surpassed!
"Huh~!"
It's been a long time!
The women finally breathed a long sigh of relief and gradually came to their senses.
"Little guy...!"
Nuwa whispered softly, like a goddess whispering in a dream.
Her chaotic eyes became softer and more hazy.
It seems that the painting is faintly covered with a layer of fine pearl luster!
Bixiao and the others stared at the painting with envy, with a light flashing in their eyes.
"How is it? I'm pretty good, right?"
Seeing their expressions, Ying Zheng's mouth raised slightly, and a smug smile appeared, and asked, "If you think it's not good-looking, I'll wipe it off and draw another one!"
As he said that, Ying Zheng pretended to reach out to destroy the portrait.
This scared several girls, especially Nuwa, who flashed and blocked Ying Zheng, staring at him with wide eyes.
"Little Zhuzi, you... dare you try to touch it?!"
"If you ruin this painting, I... will pull out all the bamboo forests outside, or set a handful of heaven torch to burn them all!" Nuwa shouted in a panic, as if she was protecting herself. Like baby.
"Yes, yes, yes, senior brother, if you dare to destroy this painting, I... I will only be one day, no, I will not talk to you for three days, hum!" Bixiao also raised his little head and hummed. Said.
"So too!" Chang Xi followed and agreed.
Several other girls also nodded in agreement.
"It seems that the bamboo forest outside has something to do with me!"
Ying Zheng curled his lips, muttered in a low voice, then looked at Bixiao and the others, and said lightly, "And you, that painting is not the one you are, why are you so nervous?"
"What?!"
Unexpectedly, Ying Zheng's words were like igniting a powder barrel, causing several girls to burst into pieces.
They all glared at Ying Zheng, as if they were about to swallow him alive.
"Brother Ying Zheng, it's wrong for you to do this!"
Chang Xi took the lead in accusing, "How can such a perfect painting be reproduced again? How can it be easily destroyed?"
"That's right! Senior brother doesn't understand the charm at all!" Bixiao also said.
"I don't know how to cherish beautiful paintings!" Hou Tu said angrily.
"Cruel, ruthless!" Qiongxiao gave a direct evaluation.
Xihe and Yunxiao also joined the ranks of scolding Ying Zheng, as if Ying Zheng had done something unforgivable.
This made Ying Zheng laugh and cry.
What do you mean by this?
Do you still have the right to deal with the paintings you draw yourself?
And I just said it casually and didn't really intend to destroy it.
They are like an eagle protecting chickens...!
"How about I take you to the Wa Emperor's Sky to wander around?" At this time, Nuwa said with a change of topic.
"Okay, okay!"
Bixiao immediately cheered and seemed to have thought of something, and added, "But the senior brother has to go with him, you can't stay in the hall alone!"
"Yes, yes, yes, you can't let Brother Ying Zheng stay in the hall, otherwise the magical painting will be in danger!" Chang Xi also nodded repeatedly and said.
Ying Zheng: “…”
have to!
It seems that they really like this painting, and they don’t want him to get close to the hall for it.
then!
Under the leadership of Nuwa Niangniang, they and their group started to play in the Wa Emperor's sky again.
Sometimes I tease the spirit birds in the mountains and forests, sometimes I play with fish in the water, and sometimes I chase and play by the stream, having a lot of fun.
The joyful laughter came into Ying Zheng's ears from time to time, as pleasant as a silver bell.
There is no time in the prehistoric world, and there is no year to cultivate one’s life!
In a blink of an eye, decades of time slipped away quietly.
Over the past few decades, Ying Zheng and the others have visited almost every corner of the Wahuangtian, walked through every river, and crossed every mountain, and had a great time.
It is worth mentioning!
During this period, Nuwa asked Ying Zheng to draw a painting for several other girls.
But they refused.
They said: "There can no longer be such a perfect painting in the world. We are afraid that Ying Zheng's painting will destroy the beautiful memories in our hearts!"
One day!
Ying Zheng and several girls were lying lazily on the clouds, overlooking the beautiful Wahuangtian.
"Om!"
Suddenly, Ying Zheng's heart moved and he sat up suddenly.
Because in the map in his mind, in addition to the small blue dots, there was a purple-red and black area.
That's right!
The red area appears again!
And judging by position, it is in chaos.
at the same time!
In the ancient and mysterious Zixiao Palace, on the Taoist platform.
Hongjun Daozu's figure slowly appeared, and his whole body was covered with mist, exuding an ethereal Taoist rhyme.
Just at this moment!
A chaotic jade butterfly suddenly appeared above his head and flew out in an instant.
Then Hongjun Daozu suddenly stretched out his hands and continuously played mysterious magic tricks, blending into the endless void.
...
In the sky of Wahuang, above the soft clouds, Nuwa and several fairies were having fun, and there was a jubilant scene.
Suddenly, Ying Zheng, who was originally lying leisurely, sat up suddenly, his face filled with unconcealed excitement.
"Huh? Little Zhuzi, what happened?" Nuwa asked in confusion with her eyebrows raised.
"There is really a big deal!"
Ying Zheng nodded excitedly and explained, "I plan to go to Chaos immediately..."
Before he finished speaking, the world suddenly shook, and an unprecedented vast pressure surged from the direction of chaos. (This chapter ends)