I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 85 Xu Fu
Huo Taixian looked at Gou Shengzi with his eyes. Even though the child tried his best to bear it, Huo Taixian could still detect a trace of unconcealable hatred and hostility from the other's eyes.

How many bad thoughts can a child have?

"You took away my bed, my house, and my sister, and even my father's life, I hate you!" Seeing Huo Taixian's broken point, Gou Sheng couldn't bear it any longer, tears welled up in his eyes Gun Gun, like a wounded little leopard, stared at him, standing there sobbing and choking.

Huo Taixian felt sore, and went up to touch the little guy's head: "You don't understand many things, you hate me now, I don't blame you. When you grow up, you will understand my difficulties .”

Looking at Huo Taixian's extended palm, Gou Shengzi's eyes were full of resistance, but he didn't dodge it after all.

"Since you want to become a painter and bid farewell to the past and become a master, the name Gousheng can no longer be used. How about you come up with a new name yourself? Or I can give you a name!" Huo Taixian rubbed The head of the leftover dog.

"I've already made up my mind. Father hopes that I will be blessed. I remember that my father is from the Xu family, and his surname is Song. My name is Xu Fu." The boy's eyes were full of brilliance.

"Xu Fu?" Huo Taixian was stunned when he heard the words, then looked Gou Sheng up and down, and then looked at the Chang'an map in his hand, he couldn't help but wonder: "Is it a coincidence?"

"Hello Xu Fu! Hello Xu Fu!" Huo Taixian withdrew his palm, took the picture scroll in his hand, and handed it to Gou Shengzi: "You will be called Xu Fu from now on. Keep this picture scroll, and watch it day and night. Enlightenment, comprehend the artistic conception in it. But you have to remember, this picture scroll must not be shown to others lightly, otherwise there will be a disaster of death in the future."

Huo Taixian held the picture of Chang'an, looked at the clothes on Gou Shengzi's body, then took off his coat, gestured to the picture of Chang'an, and said, "Call your mother to fix it on your clothes with needles and threads later. To prevent swords, secondly, you can always comprehend the artistic conception in it.”

"Xu Fu, this "Chang'an Map" contains 8000 years of good fortune in the land of Chang'an. Once it is leaked, it will definitely stir up storms in the city. You must remember that unless you are dead, otherwise this scroll map must not be leaked, and many people will die. Yes!" Huo Taixian looked serious.

"I know!" The young man looked calm, clutching his shirt and scroll tightly, and then glanced at Huo Taixian:
"Don't think that if you give me the picture scroll, I will forgive you. You have treated me well, and I will return it to you in the future, but you took my house and big bed, made me lose my father, and caused my family to be torn apart. I will settle the accounts with you one day." Xu Fu hugged the picture scroll tightly in his arms, then turned around and ran towards Mrs. Liu's room with the picture scroll.

Looking at the second little one who was ecstatic and dispelled even the sadness, Huo Taixian showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Is it worth it?" The four-legged snake lowered its voice next to Huo Taixian's ear: "Those are two mythological scrolls. The Southwest Marquis has been seeking a pair of mythological scrolls for 80 years, even if he sacrifices hundreds of millions of people. ..." The four-legged snake sighed with emotion.

"It's worth it! It's all worth it!" Huo Taixian sighed quietly.

Southwest land
Territory of the Southwest
In a palace, the white-haired Southwest Hou was sitting quietly on the steps, leaning on the railing behind him, watching the clouds drifting by in the sky without saying a word.

The Southwest Hou is getting older!

He was old and disfigured, his face was covered with age spots, and his skin was covered with dead skin.

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

The sound of smashing and smashing came from the palace behind him, and the screams of Gong'e continued to echo in the palace.

"Is he still in a bad mood?" Southwest Hou asked.

"Since I came back that day, the young master has locked himself in the house, and has been beating and smashing non-stop all day long. More than 30 palace maids have died in his hands. Now the maids in the palace heard that they were going to serve the young master. They all changed color when they heard the tiger, trembling and unable to control themselves." Feng Yi listened for a while from the front of the palace, and then came to Southwest Hou to report.

The Southwest Hou was silent, and there was a deathly silence in front of the palace.

"Guan Shan's personality is so flawed, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to inherit the great rule of the Southwest. After a hundred years, there will be no one to inherit the countless great mountains and rivers in the Southwest." It took a long time before I heard the bitter voice of the Southwest Hou, his voice was as dry as that of an old raven with frost.

"It's hateful! If I can prove the truth to Lord Hou, my southwest must be a different world. God treats Lord Hou so unfairly." Feng Yi's voice was full of unwillingness.

At this moment, the void suddenly twisted, and a figure walked out of the twisted void and landed on the top of the palace. His empty sleeves fluttered and swayed in the wind. A pair of eyes looked down at the palace below, showing a stern look in his eyes:
"Xihanhou, long time no see."

"It's you!" Seeing Li Wenfang, the Southwest Hou couldn't help but change his face, and Feng Yi next to him seemed to be facing an enemy. All the guards in the palace drew their swords in unison, ran to the front, and surrounded the Southwest Hou layer by layer. .

"You want me, master and apprentice, to take the blame for your father and son's lives, but have you ever thought about today?" Li Wenfang sneered, and the next moment, the chain of the tree road in his hand pierced through the void, and went straight to the Southwest Hou to take it.

"Protect Lord Hou!" Feng Yi unfolded the folding fan in his hand, revealing a piece of "Great Wind Map". He was about to activate his divine power, but he saw that the chain was extremely fast, and it pierced through countless guards in an instant. The Southwest Hou went far away, and he disappeared in a snap of his fingers.

"Chase!"

Feng Yi and other military masters jumped into the air one after another, urging the animation scroll to catch up.

southwest
on a mountain

Li Wenfang placed the Southwest Hou on the big mountain, and the two stood under the big tree, gazing at the magnificent mountains and rivers in front of them in their leisure time.

The mountain peaks come slowly, feeling refreshed.

Li Wenfang turned to look at the Southwest Marquis, seeing his calm expression, she couldn't help but wondered, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Why should I be afraid?" Southwest Hou shook his head: "There are countless people in the world who can kill me, but there are only a few people who dare to kill me. If you are confident that you can escape the suppression of the Emperor of the Great Zhou, You can kill me. Besides, you took so much trouble to plunder me, you definitely didn't want to kill me."

Looking at the senile Southwest Hou, Li Wenfang expressed emotion: Although a person is old, his prestige is still there!
"The Academy of Natural Painting can renew your life." Li Wenfang looked towards the southwest.

"What about the conditions?" There was a wave of fluctuation in the eyes of Southwest Hou.

"Clear the way for the real dragon! Provoke the beginning of this world of great controversy!" Li Wenfang said.

"Rebellious officials and thieves." Southwest Hou sneered.

"You refused? Master Hou is so courageous and kind-hearted, and he is not afraid of death. I admire you!" Li Wenfang was moved when he heard this.

"It's too early for you to admire." Southwest Hou sneered.

"Huh?" Li Wenfang was taken aback.

Southwest Hou looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and looked in the direction of Haojing: "I agree!"

"Ah? Then you said just now that you are a traitor?" Li Wenfang was stunned.

"What do you know?" Southwest Hou sighed: "It's better to die than to live. Even if you surrender to the enemy, you must do so with dignity. I am a person with grace and bearing. You regard me as someone who cleared the way for the real dragon. Pseudo-dragon, you must be careful, if I really seize the world and strangle your hidden dragon, you can't blame me. In the world of great struggle, we don't know who will win and who will lose!"

"The Great Zhou was founded 8000 years ago, how much heritage has been gathered? There is also a picture of Jiangshan Sheji to suppress the world. My Natural Painting Academy has never found an artifact that can restrain the map of Jiangshan Sheji. Do you want to win the world? Really belong to the Great Zhou Is that old ancestor a soft persimmon? If that old thing survives for a day, everyone in the world will have the surname 'Ji'. If you want to win the world, you must first test out the background of Da Zhou." Li Wenfang said angrily.

"I heard that the Academy of Natural Painting is going to open the gate?" Southwest Hou said.

"Of course."

"I'm just such a son. If you can accept me as a true disciple, my biggest worry will be relieved. I believe I can make a last-ditch effort." Southwest Hou said.

"Recruit disciples? And it's true?" Li Wenfang frowned: "You're too greedy."

"Not at all!" The Southwest Marquis shook his head: "You have to know, I got it in exchange for the 8000-year-old inheritance from my ancestors."

Li Wenfang was silent.

The field froze for a moment.

"I'm going to report this to the Patriarch," Li Wenfang said.

(End of this chapter)