It turned out that just when a beauty picture was about to take shape, Emperor Li used too much excitement and efforts to damage the rice paper he was painting, and the carefully painted beauty picture was ruined!

Emperor Li threw his pen heavily, raised his hand and kneaded the destruction of the flawed beauty picture into a ball and threw it on the ground. Finally, he overturned the entire desk in front of him in a state of irritation!

Seeing this, Yancai pulled up the red dress that had fallen on her shoulders, pointed the snow-white barefoot and toes on the ground, and walked over with a charming figure, "What's wrong with the king? Are you so angry?"

Emperor Li said angrily: "I only have two wishes in my life, one is to get a stunning beauty, and the other is to draw a picture of a beauty that can be passed down through the ages. Now I have already had a Yan Ji, and I have fulfilled my wish. However, this stunning beauty picture is destroyed when it is about to take shape. All the wastes are waste!"

Yancai, who learned about the consequences of the incident, held a round fan in his hand and covered his red lips, laughed: "Is this little thing worthy of being so big a king?"

"This is not a trivial matter." When talking about this, Emperor Li didn't even give the beauty the face, and insisted on his own opinion and said: "If you want to make a picture of a peerless beauty that has been passed down through the ages, first you should draw a stunning beauty like Yan Ji. Secondly, you must use the best in the world in the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

"The pen, I use the unique purple wolf hair in the world. The ink is a gilded ink specially used by the royal family of Xiliang. The ink was tributed by the Wusun Kingdom. It is said that it is a Youlong inkstone that absorbs the essence of the sun, moon, and earth on the Blue Sea Cliff. Only this paper—"

"I have obviously selected the best paper in Xiliang, but it is still not satisfactory. I am so angry!"

Yancai's charming eyes circulated, and the princess smiled and said, "The king is right. The picture of peerless beauty must be the best paper in the world. How can ordinary paper be worthy of the king's paintings?"

As she said that, she bent down on the ground and picked up a purple wolf hair dipped in ink, walked to a beautiful palace maid in lotus steps, and raised her hand-

With a 'tear', she tore off her clothes, revealing a snowy back.

When the palace maid was ashamed and angry but dared not speak out, under the scorching gaze of Emperor Li, Yancai raised her hand and drew a peach blossom on the palace maid's back, and then raised her eyebrows and eyes and smiled charmingly: "Your Majesty, look, is this the best drawing paper?"

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The moment Yancai raised her eyebrows and smiled, she had an indescribable evil and enchanting smell.

Bai Mo turned his wrist and pointed the Chaoxi sword at her again, asking, "Now, what else do you have to say?"

A trace of depressedness flashed between the beautiful and beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

She suffered from her own faults and had nothing to say...

I originally thought that these things buried in the long river of history would not know after the Xiliang Kingdom destroyed those people and died, so I dared to make confidence and even deceive myself.

Now everything has been revealed to be spread out in the sun, destroying the hatred world built inside her.

Now, with the last trace of obsession with hatred being destroyed, the whole world begins to shatter...

The evil ghost does not enter the samsara, which is completely supported by the obsession in the heart. If her obsession disappears, it will soon disappear.

The illusion of ancient painting structure began to collapse.

Bai Mo and Bo Shaozheng looked at each other, "We can finally leave."

Before the illusion collapsed, she picked up colorful clothes at the tip of her sword, and the three of them jumped out of the illusion of ancient paintings at the same time.
Chapter completed!