"snort--!!!"
Ao Shuang snorted coldly, then said, "I want to see how Mr. Lu is different. Since you can't let go of my brother, I insist on finding him. I want to pat my butt and leave, leaving you with such a useless thunder, and treat our Yunze Dragon Palace as something!"
Cao Xiu knew that this girl was born with a dragon species and grew up in the Yunze Dragon Palace, so she was arrogant and arrogant.
Since she was going to ask Mr. Lu for trouble to let her go, Cao Xiu hurriedly said, "Since the princess is going to find Mr. Lu, Cao doesn't have to say much, but the princess may not be able to find it."
"I need to find it. Just take me there?" Ao Shuang looked at Cao Yun like a fool.
Cao Xiu was speechless for a moment and spread his hands and said, "My eldest princess, Mr. Lu is uncertain, how could Cao know where he is?"
Ao Shuang sneered: "Haha...you...you really underestimated our Yunze Dragon Palace.
I really think I don’t know that you are proficient in deduction skills, so I just say it if I don’t want to say it. Since this painting is owned by Lu.
If you use this thing as a guide, just find someone to deduce it. If you don’t want someone to do it for me, there are more people in the world than you can deduce and ask divination!”
After saying that, Ao Shuang was about to take off the painting, but when he thought that the one who was in the painting was his brother, he rolled up the painting, and felt a little wronged.
Then he called a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals and took out the painting flat and respectfully.
After a while, Cao Xiu looked out of the cave and looked at Ao Shuang who was flying in the sky and leading the crowd to leave.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "It's really troublesome, wait. At that time, this woman may not have to come to find me. Mr. Lu, you really left me with a big and small trouble!"
Yunze Lake, 300-mile Dragon Palace, Partial Palace...
I saw Yunze Dragon King Ao Xin staring at the carefully drawn picture of the horse stepping on the blue dragon on the table.
The more I looked at it, the more I was puzzled, and I murmured: "It's strange. No matter how I look at this paper, it's just ordinary paper in the mortal world, not as good as any piece of paper used for writing casually in my study.
The general and his mount in the painting looked carefully for a long time and saw something painted with ordinary brush and ink.
As for the Canglong stepping under the horse's hooves, my son is right. Girl, did you ask the retainer who came back, what did he say?"
Seeing that his father, Wang was puzzled and could not see through the mystery in the painting, Ao Shuang found that things seemed not as simple as she thought.
She brought the painting to her hope that her father, who is well-versed, can see if she can untie the restrictions in the painting and break them with magic power.
Unexpectedly, my father looked at the painting for a long time, but said that this was not a magic weapon, but a very ordinary painting of pen and ink.
Seeing his father asking questions, Ao Shuang hurriedly replied: "I had asked at first, and the retainer explained it in detail from beginning to end. The eldest brother was captured by the general in the painting and was imprisoned in the painting!"
Dragon King Ao Xin thoughtful and looked at his eyes with a rare solemnity: "It seems that your brother is really unlucky. This time he met someone who is unfathomable in Taoism.
This painting is not a magic weapon. I think it is the person who paints his own Taoist magic and immortal art that can make this ordinary brush and ink so incredible!"
Ao Shuang hesitated after hearing this: "Father, can you unlock this magic?"
"No, I couldn't see the reason after watching it for a long time. If the dragon in this painting had my breath, as usual, I would have thought it was just an ordinary painting.
I can only say that the human beings who paint are unfathomable, and this cultivation of the father is nothing but the same in his eyes!"
Hearing this, Ao Shuang was secretly shocked. The thirteen continents of Yunling were tens of thousands of miles away from the world. His seemingly uncontrollable father, if he talked about the depth of Taoism.
I won’t talk about the first one, but I will never admit the second one!
As if he exists like his father, he feels that the person who locks up his brother is unfathomable, and you can imagine how far the other party has reached.
At this moment, Ao Shuang remembered that Cao Xiu wanted her to find the man named Lu. It seemed that he was also out of kindness and did not want to cause trouble for his family, so he reminded him with kind words.
So he calmed down and said, "What should my father do now? According to Cao Xiu, my brother might have to stay in the painting for ten years.
Although ten years are in a flash for us, it must be very uncomfortable to think that our elder brother is inside.”
The Dragon King Yunze nodded, thought for a moment, and then slowly said: "Yaoer is inside, she must have suffered. Logically, the physical body is trapped, and at most, the soul can talk to me even if it leaves the body.
But seeing that your elder brother has no reaction at all, he is afraid that he will not be able to use any magical powers at all.
No matter so much, Shuang'er, try using the dream art, talk to your elder brother, and see what happened to him in there."
After saying that, the Dragon King Yunze stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the Canglong in the painting with a look of regret: "Boy, if you can hear me, listen carefully.
I will let Shuang'er use the dream art later, so that you can sense your thoughts and let us know what's going on!
If this doesn’t work, at worst, you can hang it on the wall for ten years and think it through yourself.”
Let’s look at the dragon in the painting, it is still lifeless and has no fluctuations.
The Dragon King Yunze looked at Ao Shuang helplessly: "You start and see what happened to your elder brother!"
Ao Shuang nodded and immediately ordered the servant to bring a seat and sit on the chair in the side hall.
Then the Dragon King ordered everyone to remove the Night Pearl and start burning incense to set up a tent.
I saw Ao Shuang sitting on a chair, setting up a hibiscus tent beside him, and the fragrance of orchid musk drifted into the tent.
The candlelight was half a cage, the tent was as bright as dark as it was, and the musk was slightly light, which made people's mind calm. In a trance and confusion, Ao Shuang began to use the technique of dreaming, and a feeling of fatigue came.
Hazy, trance...
In a blink of an eye, Ao Shuang was in a hazy mist and rain, as if he had entered a scroll of unknown meaning.
This painting seems to be bright and bleak when you splash ink, you will see the eyes with a tragic and miserable look.
"Shuang'er, I'm here!"
The sound floats and rises, echoing in the haze.
Ao Shuang knew that this was the eldest brother's voice, so he immediately followed the direction of the sound.
In the blink of an eye, the curling scenery of the lake is filled with smoke, and the water is covered with wine, and the smoke is faint and the wind is green.
One by one, a series of figures began to appear, which was left in the heart of his elder brother.
After taking a look, Ao Shuang couldn't help but curl his lips. It was either someone else who thought his elder brother was ugly and dumped his fiancée.
These countless figures are the manifestation of his brother's obsession in his heart in his dreams, and are mostly some soulless phantoms.
Ao Shuang ignored these phantoms and walked around and finally saw the very familiar short and fat figure in a trance and confusion.
Ao Shuang hurriedly asked, "Brother, you are so good!"
When I saw this short and fat man crying, he said loudly: "Sister, brother, I have been living such a hard life these days. I can't speak, and I'm prohibited, like I'm carrying a mountain.
Chapter completed!