Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 187 The Green Fire Dragon [5]

"Actually, there is one more thing." Lin Xiaoling opened the golden egg diagram, "It was an accident that the painting was broken before, but the secret hidden inside was discovered. This painting was discovered at the same time, I think there should be secrets in it , but without the owner's consent, it seems immoral to vandalize without permission, so I would like to ask your permission to cut this painting."

"Since you have said so, why should I not let you cut it?" Nangong Chenyan smiled wryly, "If I can find out the secrets that have been dusty for many years, or the instructions left by the Taizu, I would like to destroy a picture. Painting is still worth it."

"Then you agree." Lin Xiaoling was overjoyed, and put the painting on the table beside him.

Nangong Chenyan was a little helpless, so he asked someone to bring scissors, and asked again: "Aren't you tired from standing all the time, don't you want to sit down?"

Lin Xiaoling hurriedly said: "The emperor won't let me sit, how dare my daughter sit?"

"Do you have to be so polite to me?"

Lin Xiaoling hurriedly said: "Courtesy cannot be discarded, it's not politeness, it's politeness."

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Nangong Chenyan took a deep breath, someone had already brought scissors over, he grabbed the golden egg picture and cut it off, the picture didn't move at all, not even a single crack.

"What kind of scissors are you using that can't even cut a piece of paper?" Nangong Chenyan was furious and threw the scissors on the ground.

Huang Debiao on the side was so frightened that he knelt down, picked up the scissors and said hastily: "Your servant, I'm going to change to a sharp one."

After a while, Huang Debiao sent another pair of scissors: "Your Majesty, this servant has tried it. These scissors are extremely sharp."

Nangong Chenyan took it over, clicked, cut several times, but still didn't cut half of the cut.

"Huang Debiao, didn't you say you've tried it, why can't you cut it?!" Nangong Chenyan angrily threw the scissors at the feet of Chief Ouchi next to him.

"Your Majesty, this servant has really tried, and I didn't dare to lie to the Emperor." Huang Debiao was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.

Lin Xiaoling couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed, this guy obviously used people as a punching bag: "Maybe it's a matter of material, Eunuch Huang, here are some pieces of paper, I'll cut them up and see."

"Hey, good!" Huang Debiao brought the paper in a hurry, Lin Xiaoling grabbed it with scissors and cut it open: "Look, it seems to be the problem with this painting."

Huang Debiao immediately looked at Lin Xiaoling gratefully, but Nangong Chenyan said from the side: "The scissors can't even cut it, what should I do?"

Lin Xiaoling turned to look at his son: "Son, how did you open it at that time?"

Xiao Xiaoling thought for a while: "I swung my fist and it opened."

"That's easy, let me do it." Nangong Chenyan stood up, asked two young eunuchs to grab the painting, summoned his fighting spirit, and struck it with his palm.

The golden egg does not move at all in the painting, not even a crack.

"How is it possible?" Nangong Chenyan glanced at Xiao Xiaoling, "My skill is about the same as yours." As he spoke, he swung his palm again, and with all his strength, the two little eunuchs in that painting were blown away by a gust of wind. It fell to the ground, but the painting remained motionless.

"You're too bad, let me try." Xiao Xiaoling rushed forward with a stride, waved his hand lightly, a weak air flow rushed through, and the painting immediately split in two.

Nangong Chenyan looked at Xiao Xiaoling in disbelief: "You only used two successes at most."

"That only shows that my kung fu is much better than yours." Xiao Xiaoling raised his face triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)