The miserable Mu Yan would give her a tear of sympathy. The fourth elder martial sister suddenly woke up until the cloud Python was completely thrown into meat sauce. "Oh, no, the lunch I found for my younger martial sister was thrown into meat sauce again. Alas, it's all muddy. How can I eat it? " Mu Yan mouth corner smoked to smoke, she is to understand, this xiaoyaomen's strength is so strong, how can poor become so? Feelings are either wonderful flowers or violent maniacs. When food comes to their hands, they don't even have residue From the back door into the Xiaoyao door, Mu Yan saw a clear, three elder martial brother Chu Mo Li in a wheelchair. At the end of Chu Dynasty, he was dressed in green clothes, handsome and delicate. In front of us is a beautiful lake, blue sky and rising sun. In the morning light, he was holding a brush in his hand and drawing on the easel he had set up. That appearance, is really like a gentleman, elegant scholar, and the violence of the poor Xiaoyao door out of place. As a result, Muyan quietly approached and saw the paintings left at the end of Chu Dynasty, but he was silly. I saw that there was no blank left on the huge drawing paper, only a dazzling scarlet color. Scarlet, is ferocious roar, from hell lava drilling out of the ghost. And the white bones that are being gnawed by ghosts. As if to feel her approaching, Chu Mo turned around and showed a gentle smile, "little younger martial sister, what do you think of my painting?" Muyan forehead blue veins jump: you draw how I don't know, but I feel like you are a pervert. In the face of such a good lake spring, you can draw such a dark and treacherous bloody picture. She managed to pull out a smile. "It's very good." Chu Mo Li's smile became more and more gentle, "thank you for your praise!" Mu Yan shook his head and retreated quickly After seeing the metamorphosis of Chu Mo Li, Mu Yan was not surprised to see the five elder martial brothers with light makeup. Instead, she felt more intimate“ Good morning, Fifth Division Ling Yusheng raised his head from the pattern he was embroidering and showed a gorgeous face. He said angrily, "don't you see that I'm embroidering? All of a sudden, what if I can't embroider the mandarin duck? " Muyanrao said with interest, "what is the fifth elder martial sister embroidering?" Ling Yusheng glanced at her and replied: "Yuanyang cloud pattern purse."“ How beautiful the embroidery is Mu Yan enviously looked at Ling Yusheng's slender and beautiful fingers, holding a thin needle and shuttling on the cloth, "I don't have this skill at all. Five elder martial sister, you are very good Her Xiaobao's clothes were all broken at the beginning, so she bought new ones directly. Later, when Xiaobao was a little bigger, it was all made up by Xiaobao. She's such an incompetent mother. Ling Yusheng listened to her praise of her skills, and immediately showed a flowery smile, "little mouth is so sweet, how can I give you this purse after embroidery?"“ Really? "“ Hum, of course it's true. When did I ever say anything nonsense? " Muyan left with satisfaction. Ling Yusheng looked at her back and couldn't come back for a long time. She murmured: "don't she really think I'm a strange and disgusting monster?" It took Mu Yan only two hours to stroll around the Xiaoyao gate and the surrounding mountains. She wanted to ask Luoyu how to make a living and get xiaoyaomen out of poverty. A push open the door, but see blue rain this lovely youth, is a face dignified lying on the table, is seriously drawing something.