The imperial concubine, she is rich and enemies in the Three Realms

Chapter 92 A Living Painting

Ling Nuan looked at Mi Yu and asked her, "If your daughter was taken away by a powerful person, would you go to a powerless merchant's daughter for help?"

"Although I acted bravely outside the Mingyue Tower, even Princess Yiling was not afraid, but after all, I was only a merchant's daughter. Anyone with a bit of brain knows that such a merchant's daughter is powerless to compete with the Zhenbeihoufu. , the blacksmith even came to ask for help, if he is not a brain problem, then there is a human problem."

"Since the blacksmith has the ability to track down that his daughter was taken away by the people of the Zhenbeihou Mansion, it means that his IQ is not low."

Miyu suddenly realized, "Miss, what are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, you must be tired after working for a long time, go back and rest first."

"Yes, ma'am."

Tian Yanmuyu simply bowed and bowed before retreating. Both of them knew how to behave and did not ask too many questions.

After the maid left, Ling Nuan returned to her room, entered the system space, and sat on the soft and comfortable sofa. She was going to browse the system mall, but saw a few things on the table, so she pondered over them .

There is nothing to ponder about the black order in the different city, and she can use it directly when she wants to go to the different city.

Qingling Yuyi and Donghai Shark Pearl are obvious things, and there is nothing worth thinking about.

Only the piece of uncut top-quality warm jade is a little different, it looks like a piece of warm jade on the surface, and its quality is not as good as her warm jade bed.But for some reason, she always felt that there was a kind of power fluctuation on this piece of jade.

Ling Nuan took the slap-sized top-quality warm jade in her hand, and just as she was about to study it carefully, a golden light flew out of the warm jade.

After Jin Guangfei landed on the ground, he became a human being, an old man with a gray beard and a fairy air.

To her surprise, this old man looked exactly like the ragged, skinny old man she met on the street today, only the clothes he wore were different.

"Little girl, we meet again." The old man spoke first.

With this opening, Ling Nuan was even more sure that he was the old man he met on the street today, stood up and asked, "Old man, who are you?"

The old man didn't answer Ling Nuan's question, but sighed, "It's been nearly 300 million years, and finally someone was able to collect the Three Thousand Avenue Map and the Suo Dao Jade. It's not easy!"

What are Three Thousand Avenues and Suo Dao Jade?
Just when Ling Nuan was puzzled, the painting that the mother cat gave her flew out of the cabinet by itself, suspended in mid-air and opened.

At the same time, the warm jade in her hand also flew into the air and merged into the painting.

For a moment, golden light radiated everywhere, and the whole painting exuded a magical golden light. Those golden lights were like life force, bringing everything in the painting to life.

At this moment, the flowers, plants and trees in the painting are extremely real, and they move slightly with the breeze blowing.

This is simply a living painting, in which there is another world.

So the picture of the three thousand roads that the old man just mentioned was the painting given to her by the mother cat, and the Suo Dao jade was that piece of uncarved top-quality warm jade.

The old man stepped forward, using his finger as a brush, and quickly made gestures before the painting, finally forming a golden picture.

"go."

I saw the golden picture and text flying into the painting, as if some kind of seal had been untied, and then rolled up automatically, and flew gently into the hands of the old man.

(End of this chapter)