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Chapter 159 Meet Li Qilin!

"Mr. Xiaoer, this is the ice cellar." The embroidered censor beside him said to Chen Xiaoer.

Chen Xiaoer nodded and said, "Is Li Qilin's body here?"

"Yes, Li Qilin's body is in a cellar in the hinterland of Maple Forest."

"This is also the reason why this place is named the ice cellar."

Outside the maple grove, patterns shone brightly, and a curtain of spiritual power isolated the inside of the maple grove from the outside world.

"...The cold air here is extremely strong, and there is basically no living thing within a radius of ten miles."

"As for people, let alone."

"So, every time I guard this place, I just send a few people to go through the motions." An embroidered censor said.

Chen Xiaoer listened with a smile on his lips, but his mind was always on the sword energy swimming in his body.

"Sure enough, the sword energy in my body is beating uncontrollably."

"Is it because you feel their master?"

"A sword that doesn't return to its sheath will collapse. Tsk! Li Qilin, you bad woman, you really don't have such good intentions."

Circling spiritual power, suppressing the restless sword energy, Chen Xiaoer's fingertips hooked slightly in the cuff.

A hair-thin sword energy circled around the fingertips, then swam away and sank directly into the ground.

"There is a play!" The sword energy connected with Chen Xiaoer, and the moment he entered the maple forest, Chen Xiaoer felt a chill.

"Hiss!" The sword energy is getting deeper and deeper.

Chen Xiaoer felt that his cultivation seemed to be frozen.

A chill penetrated the body a little bit.

"Mr. Xiaoer, what's wrong with you?" An embroidered censor noticed that Chen Xiaoer's face was a little ugly, and asked.

Hearing this, Chen Xiaoer touched his face and said, "I've been feeling weak recently, the cold here is too severe, I'm not used to it."

Hearing what Chen Xiaoer said, the embroidered censor did not suspect him.

After all, everyone in Kyoto saw the terrifying vision yesterday.

It would be abnormal if Mr. Xiaoer had no influence on such a terrifying vision.

Thinking about it, the two said: "Mr. Xiao Er still guarantees that your body is important."

"It's enough for our brothers to suffer here."

Looking at the sincere faces of the two, Chen Xiaoer nodded, turned around, got on his horse and left.

"The sword energy has disappeared, but I can feel that it is not frozen by the cold air, but absorbed by something."

Feeling the chill gradually fading in the body.

While Chen Xiaoer's thoughts were changing sharply, a figure of a woman appeared in his mind, it was Li Qilin!

"Li Qilin, I'm coming to Kyoto."

After muttering in his heart, Chen Xiaoer's figure disappeared outside the maple forest.

……

Back to the mansion.

As soon as he entered the small courtyard, he was lying on the stone table in the courtyard with his hands propped on his cheeks, looking at Erhuolong with a smile.

"Madam's paintings are truly amazing."

Erhuolong looked at the abstract painting on a forearm-length scroll, admiring loudly.

As he spoke, the little paw involuntarily pawed at the barb on his head.

This is the performance of Erhuolong's excitement and happiness.

Obviously, he is sincerely praising, and he has no conscience!

How did these two come together?Chen Xiaoer walked over and saluted, "...Mother."

Hearing the voice behind him, Hanhan immediately stood up, grabbed Chen Xiaoer's hand, and at the same time put one hand on Chen Xiaoer's forehead.

"Xiao Er, how are you feeling? I disappeared early in the morning. The imperial doctor said that you are weak and need to rest more."

Tsk!I don't have a fever, why are you touching my head?Feeling the warmth on his forehead, Chen Xiaoer was helpless.

But looking at the silly worried eyes, she just let her go, anyway, it was her heart.

"Did mother come to see me?" Chen Xiaoer asked.

Hearing this, Hanhan put down his hand, nodded a little embarrassedly, with an awkward smile on his face.

"Well, Xiao Er, I..."

Could it be that Hanhan still wants me to draw an inscription for her?Chen Xiaoer's head suddenly became dizzy.

Now he doesn't dare to write inscriptions casually.

Yesterday's Wanglu Mountain Waterfall almost flooded the capital. If I write something about thousands of troops, I'm afraid it will massacre the city?

With the gods of Confucianism and Taoism in his body, once he writes poems, he is basically equivalent to the ninth grade of Confucianism and Taoism, and he can follow the law when he speaks.

"Well, Xiao Er, what happened yesterday is because I'm sorry for you."

"Almost made a big sale, and made you sick. You don't have to write an inscription for my painting in the future."

Saying that, Hanhan's tone became a little disappointed, but he still forced himself to be calm and said, "But Xiao Er, don't worry."

"I will not give up, and after what happened yesterday, many people now want to know about my paintings."

As he said that, Hanhan said with a smile on his face, "They all want to know the painting that can make Mr. Xiaoer write an inscription."

"What kind of charm is there!"

Can it still be like this?Seeing the proud look on Hanhan's face, Chen Xiaoer was very surprised.Is this a reverse hype?

It can't be the sailors bought by this stupid man with money, right?
But it doesn't look like this Hanhan is a person who does such a thing.Suddenly, Chen Xiaoer suddenly understood.

The only person in the family who can do this is his father, Chen Changshou.

My poems can't be used casually, and Hanhan's paintings will inevitably be thrown into my hands.

At that time, this fool will be unhappy. For Chen Changshou, it seems that the biggest thing is that this fool is unhappy.

In order to sell this silly painting and be sought after by others, it seems that it is not impossible for him to come up with this trick.

Anyway, that "old-fashioned" Chen Cheng would not cheat.Fugui is in the White Horse Academy, busy with Confucianism and Taoism.

It can be pushed out with one push, who did it.

"Well. It seems that my mother's paintings are finally going to take advantage of the trend." As he said, Chen Xiaoer nodded seriously and said:
"The era of motherhood may have arrived."

"...Really?" Tsk!I really don't doubt that this is a possibility of polite words.

Chen Xiaoer nodded with a smile.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with saying that. There is nothing in the world that money cannot hype up.

Especially things like poems, articles, and paintings.

"By the way, Xiaoer, I like Qingxuan very much. Can I borrow it for a few days? It appreciates my paintings." Suddenly, Hanhan said excitedly.

Hearing this, Chen Xiaoer looked at the second dragon standing on the stone table, who was always immersed in the painting.

Tut tut!Could this be intentional?Are you so focused?
"Xiaoer, don't you want to?" Hanhan's tone sank, a little aggrieved.

"Heh, heh, no."

"If mother likes it, let Qingxuan accompany you for a few days, it's rare that it likes mother's paintings so much." Chen Xiaoer shook his head and said.

"Xiaoer, you're so kind!" Hanhan suddenly smiled happily.

He turned around, picked up Erhuolong and the picture scroll, and left. When he went out, he turned around and waved to Chen Xiaoer.

"Oh, that's right. Xiaoer, I will pay for Qingxuan's money from now on."

"You too, are you reluctant to give up even a little money for raising a demon pet?" Saying that, Hanhan left happily.

Only then did Chen Xiaoer suddenly realize, "Let's talk about why this bastard dragon suddenly started to appreciate paintings."

"It turned out that I was thinking about that stupid money!"

Shaking his head, Chen Xiaoer ignored the episode just now, he still has more important things to do tonight!

That is to meet Li Qilin!

(End of this chapter)