The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1094 Twisted

That old friend used to be with him when he was still there, but now his old friend doesn't know where he went, and there is no news at all these years.

Sighing, he looked at the chess game with nostalgia in his eyes.

However, at this moment, he seemed to notice something, his face suddenly changed, his brows were tightly tied into a knot, he raised his head to look in the direction where Leng Wuyou was, there were dark clouds, the sky seemed to be pressed down at any moment, normal.

This is?

His pupils trembled, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and disappeared from the spot. At the same time, everyone in Leng Wushang, Leng Wuhan, Leng Wuxue, and the Leng family noticed what was going on at Leng Wuyou's side. up.

One by one, they all dropped the things in their hands.Coming towards Leng Wuyou, they didn't feel the dangerous breath, but they were more worried about Leng Wuyou than the danger.

Apart from the Leng family, other people naturally also noticed the movement here. After all, as long as the eyes are not blind and the feeling is correct, it is impossible not to feel such a big movement.

In Duanmu Mansion, Li Jingyan was holding a brush in his hand in front of the table. There was a piece of paper on the table in front of him. On the paper was a half-finished painting, which was a landscape painting.

However, this landscape painting is not that kind, which makes people feel poetic and picturesque at first glance, and does not feel that there is any aesthetic conception, and some are eerie and weird.

Mingming Mountain is that mountain, which looks majestic and high, and Mingming Water is that water, winding down from the mountain, forming a creek with tinkling sounds, and fishes and frolicking in the stream, which looks very happy.

The grass by the stream is lush and the trees are lush.

Everything looks so beautiful and full of artistic conception, but when you look at the painting upside down, everything is distorted.

The landscape is distorted, but the swimming fish are like monsters crawling in the water and lurking in it.

The slender grass by the stream is distorted, and the tree is more like a monster with its teeth and claws open. It seems to swallow the mountain, the water, and everything with its bloody mouth.

"You mean that a layer of black clouds appeared over the Leng's house, and there were still thunders wandering in the dark clouds."

He held the brush that had just been dipped in ink in his hand.

Hearing the report from the dark guard, his movements stopped, and his hand stopped in front of the paper, tick-tock, and that drop of ink instantly dripped on the whole paper, fell into the stream, and instantly blurred. The clear stream was directly stained with filth.

Because of this, the style of this painting is even more mysterious.

No emotion could be heard from Li Jingyan's tone, and the hidden guard was also a little uncertain.

After saying this, Li Jingyan waved his hand to let the hidden guard go down, it seemed that he was really just asking casually.

But if he was really as calm as he appeared on the surface, then that drop of ink would not have fallen on the paper in front of him.

The imperial study room.

"What did you say?" Yu Wenhuang was very shocked at the moment, and his tone was full of horror, because his movements were so huge that he knocked over the teacup in front of him, but he did not nothing.

There was a soldier kneeling under his head. This little soldier was trembling at the moment, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His voice was trembling, as if he was afraid that he would offend Emperor Yuwen if he didn't say something well. Angry, he chopped him down directly.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, there is a vision in Leng's house. There are dark clouds over there, and in the dark clouds, there are occasional lightning flashes."

Yu Wenhuang seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts, as if he didn't hear what the little soldier repeated again, his expression was a little dazed.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, waved his hand, and let the little soldier who was so frightened that he was about to faint go straight down.

The liberated little soldier breathed a sigh of relief, and hastily left the imperial study room.

After leaving the imperial study room, he breathed a sigh of relief, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

(End of this chapter)