Yu Yanluo looked at him quietly, and saw that he didn't act rudely before replying: "You are indeed exactly the same as Jian Yanyou in terms of face and voice, but you only have a shape, not a god."
Zaan frowned: "What do you mean?"
Yu Yanluo replied: "Let's put it this way, if you use your appearance to deceive others, it may be difficult for others to see the flaws, but for me, the flaws are huge."
"I know a little bit about painting skills. When I paint one thing, the outsider only needs to be a painter, and the more like the painting, the better. In fact, it is not the case. It is not difficult for a trained painter to paint a target. Among them, such painters can only be regarded as beginners.”
Zu'an's old face was hot. Some time ago, in order to practice thousands of people, he could be said to have been studying painting all the way. Until the painting was exactly the same, he also thought that he was a genius, and he became a master of painting so quickly.
Who knows that in the eyes of others, it is only just getting started.
Yu Yanluo continued: "There are other painters who are aspiring, and they pay more attention to meaning than reality, so some ordinary people will think that their paintings are not at all similar, and that their painting skills are not as good as some street vendors. This is a big absurdity. Because these people add their own understanding and perception of the target when they paint, and they have their own unique meaning in the painting, which is difficult for others to imitate.”
"But this is not the most brilliant painter. The most brilliant painters tend to return to the basics, which is both realistic and freehand. When ordinary people see their paintings, they will feel that they are very similar to their goals, and thus can appreciate the beauty in them; People can see the meaning in the paintings, not only the spirit of 100% restoration of the target, but also the artist's own perception."
After saying this, Yu Yanluo's eyes fell on Zu'an's face: "The Jian Yanyou you disguised can be said to have only his shape and no god. Ordinary people can't see it, but in my eyes, it is naturally full of loopholes."
Zaan was speechless for a while, but in her opinion, she was the level of a street stall and painting hawker.
"Okay, I've answered your question, can you tell me who you are now?" After Yu Yanluo finished speaking, she looked at him quietly, hesitating about the bright stars in the night sky, beautiful and beautiful charming.
Zuan was thoughtful: "It's no wonder that your attack method was to trap me with painting. It seems that you have already entered the Dao with painting. At that time, when it comes to painting, how can you rank?"
Seeing that he avoided her question again, Yu Yanluo was a little unhappy at first, but when she heard him talk about painting, she couldn't help blinking her eyes, as if she was interested.
She thought about it for a while before she answered, "It should be ranked second."
"The world is so big, it's amazing that you can be ranked second," Zuan sighed and comforted her before saying, "Who is the first?"
"I don't know." Yu Yanluo's voice was soft and moving, as if she didn't realize that she was in danger.
"I don't know?" Zaan wondered, "Then how do you know you're second?"
"So far, there are no people I know who have better painting skills than me. It's just that there are people outside the sky. Maybe somewhere in the world there are people who are more powerful than me, but they won't be too many. The second should be more objective." Yu Yanluo's tone was solemn, as if she was making a very rigorous argument.
Zaun: "???"
I was caught off guard and was shown a face.
This woman's expression like a little white flower is really hard to prevent.
He suddenly moved in his heart and looked into each other's eyes: "As far as I know, Chen Jijiu of the National Academy has several direct disciples. '' disciple is very mysterious, and the world doesn't know his name at all, not even if he is a man or a woman. If nothing else, it should be you, right?"
A slight hesitation flashed on Yu Yanluo's face, and she finally nodded: "Yes, that's me, the reason why I hide my identity is because my identity is too special, and neither the teacher nor I want to cause unnecessary trouble, so we It was not announced to the public.”
Zu An was immediately dumbfounded, never expecting Yu Yanluo to be the apprentice of the wine sacrifice.
Judging from his previous contacts with those disciples who sacrificed wine in the back mountain of the academy, they were basically people with a pure heart, and they were inexplicably paranoid and fanatical about their hobbies.
"Since you are a direct disciple of the wine sacrifice, and a beautiful lady, how can you be a thief?" Zuan couldn't help sighing.
Yu Yanluo snorted: "Someone sneaked into my bedroom in the middle of the night and pretended to be my husband. Who is the thief?"
Zu'an's old face became hot: "Don't talk about other things, I'm referring to the death of Jian Yanyou."
Yu Yanluo's tone was quite sad: "Is he really dead?"
"Don't tell me you don't know." There was a hint of sarcasm in Zaan's tone.
"I only know that most of him had an accident, and I'm really not sure that he is dead," Yu Yanluo asked after a while, "According to what you just said, it seems that Jian Tai's hand is set?"
Zaan frowned, whether this woman was really innocent or pretending, if she was pretending, it would be too scary.
At this moment, a snow-white arm rushed out from the bed.
Zuan was shocked, and subconsciously reached out to block, but a strange light suddenly appeared in the other's eyes.
He suddenly felt that his body became extremely heavy, causing his movements to be slower than usual.
It was in this gap that the snow-white arm broke through his defense and directly hit the big hole in his chest.
Zaun shuddered, then sat stiffly unable to move: "Why are you able to move?"
He can be sure that he has just controlled the opponent's acupuncture point, how can he recover so quickly
"I've been bullied by you all the time lying here without moving?" Yu Yanluo snorted softly, a smug look flashing in her eyes.
She sat up from the bed and was about to put on the clothes on the side, but when she reached out, she realized that the clothes on her body were too cool.
He glared at Zaan angrily, and then threw the quilt on him to cover Zaan's head.
The warm feeling of her body still remained in the quilt, and it was another refreshing fragrance. He suddenly felt a little lost, thinking that some perverts in the previous life forum often bought the original stockings of beautiful women, the number one in the world. How much can beauty's original quilt sell for
After a long time in the United States, her eyes lit up, the quilt on her head had been torn off, and Yu Yanluo had already put on her clothes.
"Why are you able to unlock the acupuncture points?" Zuan recalled that there was nothing wrong with his method just now. If the other party was a master or above, he might not be able to control it, but she was obviously not.
"I'm asking you now, not you." After Yu Yanluo finished speaking, she suddenly felt a little happy. The other party used the same words to bully her just now, but she didn't expect her revenge to come back so quickly.
"Who the hell are you?" Yu Yanluo looked around him as she spoke, "Like, really like, I'm afraid only someone like me who understands painting and is familiar with Jian Yanyou can see the flaws. already."
Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Yu Yanluo didn't care: "I'll see if you don't tell me."
After speaking, he stretched out his hand and groped on his face, trying to take off the Yi-Rong mask on his face.
"Huh?" Who knew that after groping for a long time, she couldn't find the connection between the mask and the skin.
"Can you stop touching it... Tear it~" Her fingers were icy cold. To be honest, there are not many men in the world who would like to be touched by Yu Yanluo's hand like this, but Zaan is obviously not included in this list, because this woman is looking for Without the mask, he kept pulling on his face.
Later, she even used both hands together, and although there was no mirror, Zaun could still imagine his face being pulled into all kinds of weird shapes.
"There's no mask?" Yu Yanluo's red lips were so open that they could fit an egg.
"I said I'm your husband." Zaun tried to save.
Yu Yanluo's expression turned cold: "I just noticed that you have the aura of a demon clan on your body. You belong to the Royal Peacock Clan? But I've never heard of the Royal Peacock Clan's ability to transform."
The voice behind her became weaker, and she muttered to herself suspiciously.
Zu An was stunned for a moment, thinking that the demon breath she was talking about was the feather Kong Nanwu gave him back then.
"That's right, I'm Kong Qing's companion. As for the disguise, it's a skill I learned by accident." Zu An took advantage of the situation and pretended to take the opportunity to find out if there was any collusion between her and the demon clan.
Yu Yanluo looked at him coldly: "My peacock family and I have never violated the river water, why do you want to cross the border?"
Zu An was startled, listening to her tone, it seemed that it had nothing to do with the previous Kong Qing.
He thought about it for a while and replied: "I just want to ask my wife to verify some things. If there is anything offended, I also ask my wife Haihan."
"Haihan? Breaking into my bedroom in the middle of the night and pretending to be my husband, isn't it with some dirty thoughts?" Yu Yanluo sneered again and again.
"Really wronged," Zuan explained, "I just wanted to verify that Jian Yanyou was killed, and I didn't mean to violate Madam."
"If it wasn't for the fact that you just made the quilt for me and didn't do anything wrong, you would be a dead person now." Yu Yanluo looked indifferent, as if the life and death of the other party were controlled by his thoughts, "Jian Yanyou is really being controlled by his younger brother. Killed?"
"I've got the exact information, but unfortunately there's no evidence." Zaun replied ambiguously.
Yu Yanluo fell into silence for a while, with a sad look on her brows.
"Madam seems very sad, but according to our information, Madam and Jian Yanyou do not live together, and their relationship seems to be limited." Zaan tentatively observed the change in her expression.
"After all, he is my husband in name, and he has also taken good care of me over the years. After confirming the news of his death, I will naturally not be happy." Yu Yanluo sighed.
Zaan asked, "Can Madam answer my question, how did you get out of control just now?"
"My body is different from that of ordinary people," Yu Yanluo replied casually, "but I'm more curious, why did your Peacock family come to investigate him?"
After speaking, Yu Yanluo's face suddenly changed: "No, you can't be from the Peacock family, who are you, restore your original appearance!"
At this moment, Zaan suddenly moved, and she couldn't react at such a close distance.
Zuan sealed several big acupoints on her body in a row, learned the lesson just now, and he also took out the tendons of the Tianbiyuejiao to bind her all over.
Yu Yanluo was embarrassed and angry: "Why are you so nasty!"
The anger from Yu Yanluo +555+555+555…
Zuan blushed, because he had never tied people before, and just after subconsciously binding, he realized that it was exactly the same as the rope arts he learned from the teachers in those Japanese love action movies in his previous life.
"Cough, just to prevent you from plotting against you again." He looked away unnaturally. After all, he was bound by tricks, and some parts were really prominent.
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