This is how the same thing
Wasn't Fifth Mohan taken away with the Nine Demonic Courts
But just as Ye Hong called out his grandma and son, his head suddenly hurt, and he was hit by something unexpectedly.
The black-haired girl put away the fist that hit Ye Hong's head and sneered: "You stupid brat, I'm not your grandma.
According to seniority, you have to call me aunt, grandma, ancestor! "
"aunt"
Great aunt and ancestor
Ye Hong was stunned.
Then his thoughts changed, his eyes widened and he said, "Are you Li Tang?"
"boom!"
Unsurprisingly, Ye Hong received another violent slap on the head from the black-haired girl.
"You stupid kid, do you know how to be polite
Is your aunt and ancestor’s real name something you can call by her name? "
She took action twice, but Ye Hong couldn't detect the trajectory of the action both times.
Every move is as if it was made in heaven!
Such strength is definitely at the level of the Holy Dao Realm!
Moreover, this person directly revealed the relationship between her and Ye Hong, which was impossible without blood induction.
Then there is no need to doubt this person's identity.
This person must be the legendary Creation Holy Emperor, Li Tang!
"Auntie, ancestor!" Ye Hong was able to bend and stretch, and shouted out without hesitation, "Your descendant, my grandma is the fifth Mohan, she was given by the Star Demon Clan"
"Wait!" Li Tang suddenly interrupted Ye Hong and pointed at the foggy weather outside with an ugly face, "Is this fog caused by your boy today?"
Ye Hong was startled at first, and then said sincerely: "It was indeed me, but it was just to see you, my ancestor."
"Fool!"
A sharp roar shook Ye Hong's eardrums to the point of bursting.
He watched in astonishment as Li Tang jumped up and down in anger, and shouted: "It's over, it's over, it's over, you idiot has ruined my mood for painting.
How could I, Li Tang, have such a stupid descendant as you? "
Ye Hong scratched the back of his head inexplicably: "Ancestor, please don't tell me that your mood for painting is related to the weather?"
"Nonsense!" Li Tang put his hands on his hips and said angrily: "Only in foggy weather can I get inspiration for painting.
But it must be a natural foggy day, not an artificial foggy day! "
Hearing this, Ye Hong suddenly realized.
No wonder the legendary "Holy Emperor Island" only appears in foggy days. It turns out that there is such a ridiculous reason behind it
"Ancestor, please put this aside for now. I will apologize to you properly later.
What I want to tell you now is that your descendants are my grandma Wu Mohan."
"I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen!" Li Tang covered his ears, closed his eyes and shook his head.
Ye Hong's cheek suddenly twitched slightly, and he looked at Li Tang depressedly: "Old ancestor, I dare to ask if you are a three-year-old child."
"Hmph!" Li Tang looked at Ye Hong displeased, "Let me listen to your request first. You have to promise me something first."
"You said it." Ye Hong rubbed his brow helplessly.
He was helpless to have such a naive ancestor!
"Hehe, you have to promise me to let me introduce my works to you!" Li Tang pointed at the murals on the wall of creation and bared his teeth in a smile.
"Ah? Why."
Just as Ye Hong opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Li Tang: "Of course it's because I've been too bored these years!
It’s not easy to have a living person like you, so of course I have to show off these masterpieces to my aunt! "
Ye Hong's expression was unpredictable, and in the end he could only sigh helplessly, and said feebly: "Then please hurry up, ancestor."
"Yo ho!"
Li Tang cheered and pulled Ye Hong towards the murals.
"This one has a lot of history. It was the first painting your ancestors and I painted when we first came here."
"There is also this one, but it took me ten days and ten nights to paint it!"
"And this one over here."
Although Ye Hong had just browsed through these paintings, after Li Tang introduced them, Ye Hong discovered that each painting contained a story that was not simple.
Faintly, Ye Hong always felt that he had seen this style of painting somewhere before.
Suddenly his heart moved, and he asked out of nowhere: "You should know Xuanyuan, right?"
"Xuanyuan?" Li Tang glanced at Ye Hong and said loudly: "Are you talking about that little fat guy Zhou Hao?"
Ye Hong nodded.
The reason why he found this painting style familiar was that it was very similar to the style of Xuanyuan's murals.
"Ha!" Li Tang waved his hands with disdain, "I know what you are thinking.
Then let me tell you, the reason why Little Mouse’s painting style is so similar to mine is of course because I taught him his painting skills!
At this point, he still has to call me master! "
"That's it." Ye Hong nodded clearly.
etc!
little mouse
Could it be Xuanyuan’s nickname
He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen the name Little Mouse in the stone tablet diary before.
But at this time, Ye Hong had no time to think about this.
Seeing that Li Tang wanted to drag him to continue to appreciate other paintings, he smiled bitterly and said: "Ancestor, do you think it's time for us to get down to business.
Your descendants my grandma”
"Hmph! How annoying!" As expected, Ye Hong was rudely interrupted by Li Tang again.
She threw the brush and drawing board in her hand to Ye Hong, and said with an unhappy look: "Finally finish one thing, and I will listen to what you have to say.
Otherwise, no need to discuss! "
Ye Hong looked at the brushes and drawing board in front of him with a headache: "Ancestor, you are not going to let me paint on the spot, are you?"
"Correct answer!" Li Tang smiled like a little witch and raised his eyebrows: "In order to verify whether you have seriously appreciated my paintings just now, I need to give you a test now.
The content of the test is to combine the characteristics of the paintings I just painted and draw a painting!
If I’m not satisfied with the content of the painting, hehehehehe.”
Ye Hong just wanted to cry without tears.
I can only pick up the brush and start painting on the drawing board.
Fortunately, although he was a little absent-minded just now, his memory was still there.
Immediately, I recalled the paintings I had seen before and prepared to quickly complete a work for submission.
However, just when Ye Hong started writing, Li Tang started singing beside him.
"La~la~la~la~la, la~la~la~la~la~"
If I had to describe this song in one sentence, it would be as if an excavator suddenly drove into Ye Hong's ear canal and dug into his ears.
Is there such an ugly song in this world? !
For Ye Hong, who needed a quiet environment for painting, this song was undoubtedly a demonic sound from hell, which made his hands tremble with excitement.
(End of chapter)