My personal school belle president

Chapter 1227 Breaking the rules of the painting!
Magic pen water without trace!
Looking at the five golden characters in the air, Qin Yang narrowed his eyes, "Is this man called Shui Wuhen? He also made this painting?"

After recalling it in his mind for a long time, Qin Yang didn't get any news from Shui Wuhen.

"Huh? Magic pen?"

At this time, Qin Yuanfeng suddenly made a sound of surprise, fixed his eyes on the illusory figure, and murmured: "Scare ghosts with a pen, fix the universe with a wave, could it be it?"

"Dad, do you know?" Qin Yang asked.

Qin Yuanfeng nodded: "Recently, I have read a lot of anecdotes in the ancient martial arts world, among which there is a 'Vanity Volume' which records that there used to be a sect in the ancient martial arts world called the 'Magic Brush School', their founder The master is the legendary magic brush Ma Liang."

God Pen Horse!

When everyone heard it, they were shocked.

The mythical story of Ma Liang, the magical brush, is well known in China, from the older generation to the children.Almost everyone has fantasized about having the same magic brush as Ma Liang, who can paint whatever they want.

But the myth is just a myth, no one has ever taken it seriously, but now hearing what Qin Yuanfeng said, Meng Yutong and the others couldn't help being excited.

Is there really such a magic pen in this world?
Qin Yuanfeng continued: "Shenbi Sect is very low-key in the ancient martial arts world, and few people know that their disciples are all painters with excellent moral character and do not cause any disputes.

However, just a thousand years ago, the Magic Brush Sect was destroyed by a witch who turned out to be born out of nowhere, because the witch wanted their sect's treasure "Magic Brush", and the head of the Magic Brush Sect said that she had an evil character and would rather die than Tell the whereabouts of the 'magic pen', but the family was wiped out.

If my guess is correct, then the witch should be the Shura Banshee.After all, thousands of years ago, only the Shura banshee fit the characteristics of a witch.

As for where the "magic pen" went after that, the world doesn't know. "

After listening to Qin Yuanfeng's narration, everyone remained silent for a long time.

Meng Yutong was even more heartbroken, and murmured:
"Although I am not a Shura banshee, after all, I once lived in one body with me. It is too vicious to kill sects at will for my own selfish desire."

Qin Yang patted her fragrant shoulder and comforted: "It's none of your business. After we go back this time, we will definitely help you successfully melt your soul."

Meng Yutong nodded slightly and forced out a smile, but there was worry hidden in her beautiful eyes.

For some reason, since the appearance of the asura banshee's soul body, her heart has always been beating very fast for no reason, and she also has nightmares at night.

Hope nothing happens.

"Now it seems that the Magic Brush School has not disappeared, at least there is an inheritance. And this Shui Wuhen should be the successor of the Magic Brush School. This painting was made by Shui Wuhen."

Qin Yuanfeng said lightly.

Looking at the figure of the young man, Leng Qingyan couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "No wonder it's called the 'magic pen', and it actually draws a space world. I don't know if he can draw a real person."

"Impossible. The so-called magic brush is actually just a magic weapon that can create illusions. If it can really draw real objects, then the world will be in chaos."

Qin Yang smiled, with a little helplessness on his face, "But what I am more concerned about now is why my son can enter his world, but we can't. Could it be that our morals are poor? And why did he draw my son? The portrait of my mother, could it be my mother's suitor?"

"Auntie is like a fairy, she is white and flawless, she is out of the world, so it is not surprising that there are suitors."

Yun Qing said with a smile.

Qin Yang sighed: "It's a pity that my vision is a little bit bad. Why do I have to marry Bai Dixuan? I really don't know what she thinks. She must be a nympho."

"Stinky boy, don't speak ill of your biological mother!"

Ning Xiu stared at Qin Yang angrily, twisted his ears, and said, "If your mother hadn't married Bai Dixuan, how could she have given birth to you?"

Of course, Ning Xiuxin still had one sentence that she was too embarrassed to say.

If Liu Ruqing had really married someone else back then, then she and Qin Yuanfeng wouldn't have had much to do with Qin Yang. Everything was God's will.

Qin Yang's ears hurt, and he hurriedly said, "Mom, your vision is much better than my biological mother's, and you found a handsome, gentle and beautiful man like my father..."

"Okay, okay, don't flatter me. He's the only handsome man? I'm still regretting the whole thing."

Although Ning Xiuxin complained in her tone, she looked at Qin Yuanfeng full of affection and emotion.

Being able to marry the right person in your life is considered a blessing from God.

In the room, the originally dull atmosphere became much more relaxed during the conversation between Qin Yang and Ning Xiuxin.

After a while, Xiao Muchen crawled out.

Seeing the joyful expression on the little guy's face, everyone was so envious, they wished they could turn themselves into babies and crawl out to see the outside space world.

"Eh? There seems to be writing on the wall."

Xiao Qianqian pointed at the wall on her left and said.

Qin Yang walked over, and sure enough, he saw two lines of shallow writing on it, the color was very light, and it was really hard to find if you didn't look carefully.

"Break the flower branch, hate the flower branch, and plan to share it with the people when the flower blooms. When it blooms, people leave. Afraid of lovesickness, already lovesick, and it's the turn of lovesickness, there is no place to say, there is a trace between the eyebrows."

Meng Yutong read the words on the wall softly, frowned and said: "This is a longing word, and there is a sense of melancholy and sadness between the lines. It seems that Shui Wuhen is really my aunt's suitor."

Qin Yang slapped the wall, and said calmly: "It's a pity that I don't know where he is now, and whether the magic pen is still on him. With the magic pen, we should be able to break through this wall and enter inside."

Just as he was speaking, the vortex entrance in the middle of the room suddenly spun rapidly.

Before Qin Yang could react, they were swept out of the scroll by a mysterious force and returned to the living room of the villa.

"How did we get out?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, a little confused, not knowing what was going on.

Qin Yang's eyes fell on the painting, and he found that the ripples on the painting had disappeared, and the jade that was originally placed on it had become extremely dim at this moment.

"Xiaomeng, check what's going on." Qin Yang asked in his heart.

"Master, after system testing, this piece of jade can only help you stay in the painting for an hour. If the time is exceeded, you will be driven out forcibly. If you want to enter the painting again, you can only wait for ten hours. to re-enter."

Xiaomeng replied.

"Master, what a fool, it's fine if you can't enter the space world, but it's still limited by time. This Shui Wuhen is really sick!"

Qin Yang was speechless.

If he didn't know the other party's address, he wished he could find Shui Wuhen now and beat him up!
Qin Yang explained the reason to everyone, and Meng Yutong and the others were also speechless.

"As for it, there are so many rules and regulations set up for a broken painting. I really convinced these weirdos and annoyed Miss Ben. I set it on fire."

Zhao Bingning rolled her eyes and said angrily.

"Yangyang, since I can only stay in the painting for an hour, will it affect tomorrow's plan?" Ning Xiuxin worried.

Qin Yang glanced at the clock and said calmly: "It won't have much impact. As long as we proceed as planned tomorrow, no one should leave without authorization on the way. Don't have any accidents. It will be a success!"

"Well, I hope tomorrow goes well."

Ning Xiuxin murmured.

(End of this chapter)