There are lotus flowers in the fish tank, the underwater water grass is green, the pebbles are colorful, several fish of different colors are swimming, and the water also has three slap-sized little yellow ducks.
The little yellow duck seemed to know that the delicious fish was underwater, only floating cautiously on the surface of the water, calling out a few times from time to time.
The interesting setting suddenly made a group of little children's eyes brightened.
The judge patiently explained the rules and requirements of painting, and looked around a group of small people kindly, "Now it's time! Limited time, one hour."
Yu Zhihuang, who had left the school, was pacing the street boredly. He was about to find a flower house, but he did not find the shadow of the flower house after walking half a street.
"Damn old seventh, he is polite and pure-hearted, is this a city built for monks and eunuchs?"
There is no such thing on the avenue. In the small alley, there must be a hidden surprise. In the capital of the blood race, it is all true.
Smiling thoughtfully, he turned into a small alley on the back street of the school.
Unfortunately, Han Li brought two cold shadow guards, carrying an oak box, and came out of the square passage on the ground.
Yu Zhihuang hurriedly retreated back to the wall at the end of the alley. Hearing the sound of the slate closing on the ground, he couldn't help but look again...
The three of them took the box and walked towards the other end of the alley.
At the other end of the alley, a carriage happened to stop.
The coachman came down, saluted Han Yu respectfully, and called General Han.
Yu Zhihuang couldn't help being curious, and followed after him.
An hour later, in the school, the students in the competition area began to hand in paintings.
Su Wushang took his own painting and walked through the passage. The snow-white apron was already full of colorful ink.
When passing by Gong Jiao'er's table, seeing that the little girl's face was turned into a cat, she couldn't help but laugh twice.
However, when he saw the painting above, the handsome little face froze for a while, he couldn't help but cast his mouth down, and looked at his painting unconvincedly...
Gong Jiao'er picked up his painting and snorted proudly to him.
"Su Wushang, you painted too ugly, ducks are like chickens, and goldfishes are like frogs." After speaking, she went to judge.
The judge took a look, smiled kindly and praised, "Jiao'er, the painting is very good!"
"Thank the judge for the compliment."
"Hey, you can go to your mother, there are many people, don't run around."
The little girl walked out of the competition area, and the girl rushed to meet her.
He held the painting and handed it to the judge without hesitation, couldn't help but speak.
"Judgment, I paint well, or Gong Jiao'er paints well?"
The judge looked at Wushang's painting and smiled embarrassedly, "It's just as good."
These little babies who just know how to take a pen can draw the appearance and color of goldfish, which is already very good.
His Royal Highness King Ming was wise to give these little children a chance to urge them to move forward and let them understand that vampires and werewolves should not only know how to suck blood and eat meat, but also understand the beauty of the world. This is enough for the purpose of guidance.
"Can my painting go to the poetry and painting pavilion?"
The judge condensed his eyebrows, smiled awkwardly, and said very kindly, "This... should be possible, and the world must have confidence."
The little guy bowed a big bow in a pretentious manner, "Thank you for the judgement!"
The judge was also busy saluting in panic, "The son is too polite!"
He just learned a few good words, how could this little guy salute him in turn? But he was shameless.
Outside the school, Yu Zhihuang followed the carriage out of Mori City and entered the grave area outside the city.
Han Li and the others were busy in the grave area, piled up a new grave, and left after making sure that there was no one around.
Yu Zhihuang was puzzled, and when Han Li and the others walked away, he rushed over, opened the soil on the head of the grave with true energy, and dragged the oak box out of the big pit.
He knocked on the box, "Who is inside?"
Isn't the old seventh upright? How dare such a shameful act
Judging by the size of this box, it is only large enough to accommodate a child. It would not be the kid who made mistakes in the school. It would be too cruel to deal with it like this.
He knocked for a long time, but there was no answer from the box.
He took out the dagger from the boot and opened the silver lock.
The lid of the box was opened, and a small person rushed out suddenly...
The little man with black hair and dark eyes, dark skin, crawled out of the box, and eased the corrosive force of the oak box.
Yu Zhihuang noticed the edge of the disguise mask on his neck, and hurriedly got close and tore off the disguise mask.
The sun burned to his skin, Yushu quickly covered his face, and his pupils, which had been blackened with true energy, returned to brown because of the collapse of his strength.
"why you?"
"Thank you for saving me!"
Yu Zhihuang was shocked and stunned on the spot. When he recovered, Yu Shu jumped into the woods like lightning and disappeared.
"Damn it!" What stupid did he do
He listened to Sisi's words and wanted to be kind, but... "I didn't want to save you!"
Yu Zhihuang jumped angrily and yelled towards the woods, but he couldn't help but suspect that he had hallucinations.
"That's not right! How could this little ghost and dancing fairy be rejected by Mili outside the school gate, how could they be disfigured, and they were also locked in an oak box by Lao Qi and carried out from the secret tunnel of the school?"
He was about to chase him, stepped on something under his foot, and lowered his head to find that it was a dagger.
On the silver blade of the dagger, the cyan light was greenish, and it was obviously very poisonous.
He took out the handkerchief from his arms, put it on the handle and picked it up. Not only did he guess something in his mind, but also the scene of Yushu assassinating Jinli clearly appeared.
He had spoken to Jin Li in the spectator stand, and the little girl looked forward with a pair of eyes, her back was definitely defenseless.
Stabbing a knife in the back... Except for this reason that can force Yu Lansi to kill the assassin, I am afraid that other things are impossible.
"Damn it! Old Qi is going to kill him... I even let him go?"
He suddenly thought that this hour should be the end of the poetry and painting exhibition, so startled, he flew up and went straight to the school.
The paintings of the Poetry and Painting Exhibition are being consolidated one after another.
At the spectator stand, the crowd began to leave to find their children.
The students walked from the competition area to the spectator stand, looking for their parents, relatives and friends in the chaotic crowd.
Some people are busy talking about their paintings, some are downcast, annoyed that they are not performing well, and others are yelling about their father and mother.
The guards were busy diverting the flow of people, but they were also squeezed into it.
Wushang looked at the high platform, and found that his father and Nangong Ke flew down at the same time, and they were nowhere to be seen. It was strange.
The little guy suddenly thought of the pamphlet with nasty pictures, frowned, and snorted angrily.
He decided to ignore that person forever! So he turned to find his mother.
Yanruobao's brown eyes stared at the spectator stand blankly, squeezing and searching in the crowd, but didn't know it at all. Mother went to the competition area as the "painting theme".
He climbed the steps, passed through the seats, and yelled in the crowd, "Mother... Mother..."
Noisy noises, children going back and forth, big, small, tall, short, a tall vampire with a hooded face, and a bearish werewolf who breathes rough and strong...
His petite figure stumbled and drowned in a sea of people.
A werewolf was hit by him, bent down with green eyes, and the shadow of the tall body was like a dark cloud, covering the small insignificance.
The immature face turned pale suddenly, his mouth opened in fright, and he held his breath.
The werewolf didn't hurt him, and reminded him in a rough voice, "Boy, watch when you walk!"
"I... I didn't mean it."
The werewolf shook his head and went to look for his child.
He couldn't help but sighed in secret. Apart from his uncle and Xuanyuanjiu, he was talking to a werewolf for the first time in his life!
It feels... not bad.
Xiaojiahou can’t wait to tell her mother about this, and continue to look in the crowd...
Under the spectator seats, Chunhua Division.
The judges finished collecting the last picture and reminded Jin Li and Wang Qiru that they could leave.
Jin Li got up from the chair and couldn't help shaking her stiff neck.
She turned around hurriedly when she heard her mother yelling behind her.
Because Wang Qiru had been sitting for an hour, her legs were numb and she couldn't stand up. She moved up with a sharp pain and tingling sensation. She climbed up along her two legs, and the pain was so painful that she didn't dare to move.
Jin Li squatted down and helped her rub her legs.
Sincerely, Nangong, Chunyuman, and Yuxue'er all came around.
Chun Yuyi was always by Yu Xue'er and couldn't help asking, "Xue'er, how are you painting?"
"It's okay to paint Qisao, the imperial concubine... just..."
The little girl's chubby face was about to wrinkle into a bun.
"My painting, I am afraid I will really lose to Jin'er. Jin'er is familiar with the imperial concubine, so it is easier to paint."
Nangong couldn't help shaking his head exaggeratedly, sighing badly.
"There are so many patterns on Grandma's robe that I feel so tired that my hands are sore."
Chun Yuman couldn't help but begged, "Grandma, you must dress simpler next time."
When the children were painting just now, she clearly noticed that the eyes they looked at her were full of tears.
She couldn't help it, and wanted to stand up and bow to apologize.
She held Chun Yuman's small hand and smiled kindly, "I should have only worn a black robe if I knew I would let you paint."
"If the imperial concubine really wears that way, Brother Seven will definitely sentence us to cheating."
As Yu Xueer said, she couldn't help but glanced at the busy Jinli jokingly.
"Seven brothers changed the theme, because he must feel that his wife is too beautiful!"
Jin Li blushed suddenly and couldn't help but sneer, "You girl, dare you make a joke on me? Your seventh brother changes the theme, it must be his consideration!"
"After all, Brother Seven deliberately embarrassed us."
Yu Xueer said, searching all over the room, but did not see Yu Lansi.
"Strange, where's Brother Seven?"
Nangong's face froze for a while, "Mother, that Yushu should also come to the competition, right? Father is definitely going to see him..."
Jin Li's body was slightly stiff, her hands were pressed on her mother's legs, and her speed slowed down.
Wang Qiru couldn't help worrying, and hurriedly urged her daughter, "Don't press it, go to Wushang, don't be harmed by that woman and child!"
Jinli hurriedly instructed Yu Xue'er and Chun Yuyi not to run around, and then called Nangong to be sincere, "Jin'er and Man'er protect the emperor's grandmother. I will wait here for the time being. I will go to Wushang."
Jinli arrived in Qingmeng District and found that the maids were busy cleaning up their pens.
A maid saw her walking to the Wushang table and said hurriedly, "Wang Niang Niang, Xiao Shizi went to the spectator seat..."
Jin Li thanked him and walked hurriedly over there... But her thin body was trapped by the crowd.
She vaguely heard a child calling her mother, and hurriedly responded loudly.
"Wu Shang... Wu Shang... Here is my mother!"
She hadn't noticed that she had been stared at by a woman with fierce eyes long ago.
A shadow in a dark red cloak moved toward her coldly, and quietly took out the dagger from the sleeve...
Jin Li dropped a hand on his shoulder, wondering the owner who turned his head to look at the hand.
"The Queen and the Empress..."
Jin Li could not help being shocked when she recognized that the voice was a dancing fairy.
A heavy dark red and wide cloak suddenly draped over her.
She was too late to struggle, her head was blindfolded, her waist suddenly stabbed, and the cold blade pierced the gown and skin...