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A luminous cup of grape wine. If you want to drink Pipa, you will be prompted immediately... The warm fragrance of nephrite in front of you is clearly a mesmerizing romantic scene, but in Jiang Chen's eyes, you see red and pink skulls and a fantasy of hell. At that moment, He smiled incredulously and said, "How is that possible? I really have a bad stomach. How about this? You dance first, and I watch you dance and drink at the same time. How about this?"
"this... ... ... "
Hearing this, Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but hesitate, but after a brief hesitation, she smiled back: "Since Sanlang insists on doing this, I have no choice but to obey the order, but the words must be said in advance. If I jump, Wu, but Saburo still refuses to drink, what should I do?"
"What do you think?"
Jiang Chen asked with a smile, and there was clearly a hint of explicit teasing in his words, because he came with a purpose, and from the beginning to the end, he had no intention of drinking the glass of wine in front of him.
Yang Yuhuan smiled sweetly and said: "How about this. If Sanlang insists on not drinking, then Sanlang will be punished and never leave my concubine. From now on, he will stay here to accompany my concubine for the rest of his life."
"ha!"
With a chuckle in response, Jiang Chen said calmly: "Okay, as long as you can keep me, I will be happy to stay with you no matter how long you want me to stay with you."
"A gentleman's promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold."
Yang Yuhuan's brows and eyes were full of charming smiles. She clapped her hands gently, and several palace maids filed in. Immediately, the sound of various musical instruments began to sound. As she moved lightly, Yang Yuhuan came to the venue and turned her head. Looking at Jiang Chen, his face was half-covered by his sleeves, he really looked back with a charming smile.
The sound of the music rose steadily, rising and falling for a moment, like a torrent flowing thousands of miles away. Then, Yang Yuhuan danced upon hearing the sound, his sleeves flying, showing off his unique dance posture, and the beauty of the country and the city was vividly displayed at this moment.
Looking at the dance of the peerless beauty in the field, Jiang Chen finally understood why there was such a thing as "riding a mortal concubine and laughing, but no one knew it was the lychee coming". I originally thought it was just to satirize the emperor at that time for being addicted to women, but now It seems that the reason is that this woman is really beautiful.
Even a being like Jiang Chen has to admit that in the face of such a stunning beauty, let alone an ordinary emperor, even ordinary cultivators would find it difficult to resist the temptation of beauty. It has to be said that this Concubine Yang simply seduces people to death without repaying their lives. Every move she makes and every smile she makes can arouse a person's most primitive impulses. She is a naturally charming seductress.
After the song was over, Yang Yuhuan also stopped dancing. She led a group of palace maids to Jiang Chen. She looked at Jiang Chen and said with a smile: "Sanlang, the outside world is so hard and has so many worries. Sanlang might as well stay forever." Wouldn’t it be happy to stay here, with good wine, delicious food, and beautiful company?”
"Well, from the perspective of an ordinary man, this is indeed an excellent offer that no one can refuse, but..." Jiang Chen laughed and said, "I just remembered it. , it’s getting late, it’s time for my mother to call me home for dinner.”
"Um?!"
Hearing this, Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but her face darkened. She stared at Jiang Chen and asked with a bit of disbelief, "What are you talking about?"
"I said, you must be deaf."
Jiang Chen said angrily: "I don't want to say the same thing again. You'd better behave yourself, otherwise don't blame me for ruining this painting."
"What did you say?!"
Yang Yuhuan's face suddenly changed. More than a thousand years have passed since she became this painting. The years have passed ruthlessly, and various encounters have made her understand one thing, that is, no one in this world can No man can destroy this painting, because it is no longer a painting, but the embodiment of human desire. As long as the desire of the human heart does not die, it will always exist.
"It seems that you are really deaf!"
Jiang Chen pretended to sigh: "Then I have to leave. Otherwise, when I'm with you, wouldn't I have to repeat every sentence twice? This is so annoying."
The expression on Yang Yuhuan's face changed again and again. She really couldn't understand that everyone who came in before would be seduced by her and become her prey. They would be indulged in the world in the painting and stay with her until they completely dissipated. But why didn't the person in front of me act according to the routine
Damn? This is the first time I've acted as a concubine, so did you change the script in private
"Sanlang, can't you stay? Stay for me?"
Helpless, Yang Yuhuan could only act more and more pitiful. Looking at the aggrieved little face, the tears in the corners of his eyes, and the trembling voice, his acting skills were simply amazing.
Facing Yang Yuhuan like this, let alone ordinary people, even successful practitioners would find it difficult to resist. If they are not careful, they will make mistakes and make eternal regrets. But it is a pity that at this moment, Jiang Chen is standing in front of Yang Yuhuan. The ending has been doomed from the beginning.
"found it!"
Without responding to Yang Yuhuan's intention at all, Jiang Chen suddenly spoke in surprise. Then, when he raised his hand, a huge force of suction burst out, converging into a miniature vortex between his fingers. The five-color divine light burst out, white, green, black, red and yellow, and was dazzling. As it slowly rotated, it generated immeasurable power, directly breaking through the void of the painting world, forming a terrifying dark passage, and arriving at a dark place. Extreme place.
It seemed like he was in an absolutely dark place, with mountain walls on all sides, blocking everything. Jiang Chen just frowned and knew where it was.
"That mountain behind the palace? It's Japan's Mount Fuji!"
A hint of sullenness suddenly appeared in his heart, because he had guessed that the existence of this ancient painting should be a Japanese plan against China. Perhaps it was just the simplest experimental product, but it already made him angry.
"Should I find a time to completely erase Japan from this world?"
In a world with monsters, gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons, sometimes it is not easy to destroy a mortal country. After all, behind every country, there must be a force of gods and demons who want to destroy it. To destroy a country, you must first eliminate the demons and gods behind the country.
For ordinary people, even for gods and demons, this is not a simple matter. However, there are exceptions to everything, and Jiang Chen is such an exception.
Standing at the top of the world and holding absolute power, if Jiang Chen had the will, he could wipe out the entire Japan from this world in just one thought.
Before making a decision on the thoughts hanging in his mind, Jiang Chen was attracted by the pure soul power sealed in the dark space in front of him.
These pure soul powers come from people who have been seduced by Yang Yuhuan, condensed in this world and died over the past thousand years. Some of them are ordinary people, some are practitioners, and they have absorbed a lot of essence from Yang Yuhuan. Afterwards, the soul weakened and collapsed, and finally became the most primitive soul power, which was swallowed up by the painting and sealed deep in the world of the painting.
For more than a thousand years, this painting has been passed around in the hands of different people, killing countless people. Therefore, this soul power is quite strong. The most valuable thing is that after enough time, it has been tempered. Most of the soul power sealed in the dark space is pure.
"Originally, I just wanted to help Wang Xiaoya's classmate get back the lost soul, but I didn't expect that I would get an unexpected harvest. Well, with this pure soul power, I can speed up Xiaoyu's recovery."
As soon as his mind moved, Jiang Chen immediately closed his fingers slightly and exploded with huge swallowing power, directly absorbing all the soul power in the dark space and incorporating it into the contract mark.
"very good."
Sensing the joyful emotion conveyed by Xiaoyu's remnant soul in the contract space, Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a joyful expression on his face. Then, he clenched his hand, holding a wisp of soul in the palm of his hand, and turned to look Xiang Yang Yuhuan said: "The painting world is about to collapse, you can leave now before it's too late."
"you... ... ... "
Yang Yuhuan looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief: "Who are you? Why can you still cast spells here? What have you done?" Before she could finish her words, she suddenly felt a heat coming from her, and then Then, a fire broke out outside the hall, and the fire spread and headed straight for the main hall.
"Damn it! How dare you burn this painting?!"
Jiang Chen said: "It's just a broken painting. If you burn it, burn it. What's the big deal? Why don't you leave? I just collected the origin of this painting and cut off your connection with it. Leave quickly and remember not to harm anyone again."
"I... Just wait, I will definitely come back!"
(End of chapter)