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Chapter 274 Misunderstanding

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    The boy in black acted decisively and neatly, from showing up to making a move, there was almost no buffer.

    Just the moment he jumped out of the picture scroll, the black cold knife was like a siphon, drawing the force of the east wind towards Mr. Wu, and he even jumped on it with his whole body, showing his bravery.

    The space in the room is not spacious, and it is difficult for him to use his sword that swallows the sky and sweep the sea, so wherever the wind of his sword passes, vases, incense burners, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all smashed into pieces.

    Just now You Su was so angry that his face changed, and he didn't kick anything in the room.  The black-clothed boy didn't feel sorry for his father, he had already destroyed the study in half a blink of an eye.

    The sharp edges of pieces of broken porcelain are mixed in the knife aura. Under the extreme speed, the shape of the pieces can no longer be seen clearly, and only illusory shadows can be seen in the vortex.

    ?The dark-as-night knife carried an imposing manner, and suddenly collided with Mr. Wu's palm with knuckles.

    All of a sudden, the foundation that was several feet deep swayed from side to side, and the beams of the mortise and tenon structure trembled like a jump, shaking off a few pieces of white wall ash, touching the spot where the two were fighting each other from a distance.  At the moment of the air wave, it turned into a cloud of fine powder and fly ash.

    Mr. Wu's breathing became a little heavier, and the ink-colored figure of the boy in black suddenly faded.

    After all, the soul of painting is only a work of depicting the spirit and charm. When You Su completed this painting, he and Luo Jiujiang had only met for a short time, and Luo Jiujiang had not yet achieved his current cultivation level.

    However, the move that can resist Mr. Wu's all-out efforts is enough to show how talented Luo Jiujiang was when he was young.

    Mr. Wu's fingers were cut like scratches, and seeing how the unyielding black figure faded under his fingers, it seemed as if the ink covered his body had been washed away with clean water.

    With a ray of consciousness, he hurriedly looked out the window to make sure that the sound-proof illusion formation he had set up in advance was still in effect, so he was relieved and patiently persuaded You Su.

    "Young master, let's go."

    Later, things changed, like the study that was smashed into a mess now, almost like a study that had been chewed by a dog, it was an accident that Mr. Wu never expected.

    Originally, he expected that no matter whether he quietly knocked You Su unconscious and took You Su away, or You Su was persuaded by him, there would be no such traces of captivity left in the study.

    After all, You Su has always been gentle and polite, and he can't act like throwing things and losing his temper.

    As a result, he smashed out a Luo Jiujiang, so he could do anything.

    You Su stood in a corner of the room, his fingers tightly gripping the mahogany window lattice, his fingernails showed a kind of bloodless white due to too much force.

    He watched helplessly as Luo Jiujiang's figure was completely patted into nothingness by Mr. Wu's palms together.

    "I won't go with you" He gritted his teeth and insisted, "It's not right for you to do this!"

    Mr. Wu sighed helplessly: "Young master, then you can only offend."

    You Su looked at him with wide eyes, full of stubbornness and determination.

    At the moment when Mr. Wu approached, You Su threw down another five scrolls.

    Mr. Wu: ""

    You Su said stubbornly: "I did not draw brother Luo just once!"

    Mr. Wu: ""

    The power of five Luo Jiujiangs and one Luo Jiujiang is obviously not the same. You must know that one Luo Jiujiang can demolish a house, and the five Luo Jiujiangs can literally make every day.

    What's more, there is a brand new scroll, on which Luo Jiujiang is holding a silver knife as sharp as snow.

    If the knife in hand is used as the dividing line, then Luo Jiujiang who has Chengxue and Luo Jiujiang who holds the old buddy are almost completely different in terms of power, cultivation base and sword intent.

    The five Luo Jiujiang couldn't help but go straight to Mr. Wu, forcing the silver-masked man to the point where he was almost helpless.

    After all, You Su was still soft-hearted. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help saying: "Brother Luo, don't rush to act, you still have to reason with him"

    If Feng Xue was here, he would have complained on the spot.  Unexpectedly, Young Master You is a perfectionist, and he has quite high requirements for the paper figurines he draws.

    However, the several "Luo Jiujiang" formed by painting souls obviously did not have this kind of ridicule thinking. They talked one after another, their voices overlapped, and they said in unison to Mr. Wu who was surrounded by groups: "True."

    This voice is uniform and deafening, and the truth is quite decent in just two words!

    You Su: ""

    Mr. Wu: ""

    Mr. Wu didn't think about it.In terms of brushwork, his whole body is so delicate that it cannot be increased or decreased, and his aura will be different if his hair is a little messy.

    After realizing that he was subconsciously thinking in the direction of painting soul again, You Su collected his thoughts.

    He thought: No matter how different the personalities of Brother Luo and Master Han are, both of them are good for me.

    They are all good people.

    ¡ª¡ªIf Yin Banshi hears this comment on Han Qianling, he can put Young Master You into the medicine cauldron to stew, and let him come out when his mind is clear.

    But You Su is not a half-dead roundworm, so how can he know what the other party is thinking.  Therefore, he just looked at Han Qianling with admiration, and said softly: "Palace Master, I want to go to the front line."

    Han Qianling did not stop him as expected.

    "I will send someone to take you there. There are so many things to pay attention to on the front line, and I will also invite someone to explain to you, Young Master, before leaving."

    Sure enough!  Palace Master Han is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he is an extremely good person!

    This impression deepened in You Su's mind.

    The good man Han Qianling led You Su out of the messy study and into the sunny courtyard.  Then, as if "inadvertently" remembered something: "By the way, Mr. You, do you still paint other Jiujiang?"

    You Su was taken aback: "Yes, I do. I still have one left, but that is brother Luo's appearance when he was drinking, and there is no knife intention engraved in it, so it cannot be used against the enemy"

    Han Qianling smiled slightly when he heard the words.

    "It doesn't matter." If Jiujiang's paintings were released as a means of attack, then what would Han Qianling do for food?

    You Su was used to being generous. Hearing that Han Qianling had this intention, he immediately took out the scroll wrapped tightly in red silk and handed it to him.

    He watched Han Qianling caressing the paper on the back of the scroll inch by inch with great care, as gentle as stroking Luo Jiujiang's eyebrows, and blushed for no reason.  Fu Zhi's heart, You Su stammered and explained: "It doesn't take much effort to paint a soul like this kind of 'Yi Qing', and the Palace Master can seal it back."

    Han Qianling's smile deepened.

    "Thank you Mr. You, when do you want to leave?"

    As soon as this topic was mentioned, You Su's eyes became firmer.  He said without hesitation: "The sooner the better."

    So three days later, You Su was sent to a certain world that was at war with the Xuanwu world.

    After all, his status is extraordinary, so the monk who escorted him directly sent him to the commander-in-chief according to Han Qianling's instructions.

    And this coach, who just came to take care of him when he came, looked at You Su up and down, and then slowly narrowed his eyes, with a very bad look on his face.

    "Youjia boy, I know you."

    Zhenshuang said gloomily: "You are a good friend from Jiujiang, why are you here?"

    You Su replied honestly: "It was Palace Master Han who sent someone to send me here."

    Zhen Shuangliu's complexion suddenly became more gloomy.

    "Wolf ambition! I knew it a long time ago! Sure enough, sure enough, he can't tolerate people to this point?"

    "Eh? What? No!"

    "Okay," the ever-speaking Master of the Spirit Snake World waved his hand arbitrarily, "You don't need to say it¡ª¡ªBai Lian, just stay here and settle down."

    "But" But Palace Master Han is not tolerant, and I'm going to the battlefield!

    You Su's eyes widened innocently, and was pulled away softly and firmly by a smiling man in white.

    But he always felt that there seemed to be a misunderstanding somewhere that he didn't know?

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