Chapter 313 Returning to Fallen Leaf Town

There was a shrill scream from inside the house, and everyone felt a chill down their spines after hearing the scream.

They could all hear that the screams were made by civilians. They have been chatting with the civilians for a while, so they naturally understand the voices of these civilians.

But the master had already ordered that no matter what happened, they were not allowed to enter, so they had to wait outside the residence in fear.

The screams of those civilians sounded really creepy, and coupled with the chill emanating from the houses, their legs were no longer able to move, and even if they wanted to move, it was a little difficult. Not to mention wanting to enter the house to check the situation!

They didn't wait too long, the mysterious man in black robe opened the door and walked out from the dwelling. It only lasted a few minutes, but to these people outside the residence, it seemed like a century had passed.

"Great...Master, what...how is it? Have you finished asking?" Old Jiang asked with a trembling voice. It's just that he can barely speak. After all, he is a fighter, and other painters have long since sifted through. If they didn't know that the master was one of their own, they would have peed their pants long ago. Even so, they were almost unable to hold back the urge to urinate.

"It's over." The mysterious man in black robe stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his chapped lips.

"Those... civilians... how to deal with them?" Lao Jiang pointed at the houses carefully and asked, for fear of offending the terrifying master.

"I've already dealt with it, you can set the fire and burn down the house in a while!" The mysterious man in black robe said very casually, it seemed that he was in a good mood.

"Burn... Burned? What about the portrait of that woman?" Lao Jiang stared at the mysterious man in black with wide eyes.

He had already prepared for the worst in his heart, and when he heard the screams of those civilians, he knew that they were in danger. But when he heard the words of the mysterious man in black, he couldn't help but exclaimed. If these people really died, their mission would be considered a complete failure. At that time, even if the death penalty could be avoided, the living penalty would also be inevitable.

"Since I said there is no problem, there will be no problem. Come in with me." Lao Fan, who was still trembling after being named by the mysterious man in black robe, said disdainfully.

Just as Lao Fan was about to step forward, Lao Jiang grabbed him. Lao Fan looked at Lao Jiang suspiciously, and Lao Jiang shook his head at him.

"Master, this is my friend, he is not feeling well today, please change someone!" Old Jiang said pleadingly. Although Lao Fan didn't understand what Lao Jiang meant, he believed that with his relationship with Lao Jiang, Lao Jiang would not harm him.

The mysterious man in black robe glanced at Old Jiang, grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "You're interesting. Then bring your tools and come in with me!" The mysterious man in black robe pointed at another painter, and turned back immediately after speaking. Into the wooden house.

The painter looked at the back of the mysterious man in black with complicated eyes. He still had some lingering fears about the screams from the residence just now, but if the portrait was drawn by himself, then the young suzerain's reward must be indispensable. Finally, the desire for rewards overcame the fear, and the painter ran into the houses with small steps.

Seeing the mysterious man in black robe enter the house, the rest of the painters breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried to the side of the road to release water.

"Old Jiang, why don't you let me go? I can draw much better than that person. If I draw the portrait, I will definitely be rewarded, and I won't treat you badly!" Lao Fan complained, looking at the portrait The reward just flew away, he was a little unwilling.

"Old Fan, I'm afraid that you will lose your life for this reward." Old Jiang looked at the others and found that they didn't pay much attention to this, so he whispered in Old Fan's ear.

"You mean..." Lao Fan looked at Lao Jiang in disbelief,

Just as he was about to speak, Lao Jiang covered his mouth.

Old Jiang shook his head at him, Lao Fan nodded, indicating that he understood, and then Old Jiang moved his hand away. Both Old Jiang and Lao Fan stared at the house without blinking, and unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

This time, there were no screams, not even a sound. Just when Lao Jiang suspected that his guess was wrong, the room of the residence was opened, and a mysterious man in black robe came out of the residence.

Old Jiang rushed to meet him, and asked with a smile, "Master, how is it?"

The mysterious man in black robe gave Old Jiang a meaningful look, and handed him the painting in his hand.

"The painter..." Old Jiang asked softly.

"Burn it!" The mysterious man in black robe turned and left, walking towards Bai Zeming.

Seeing the mysterious man in black robe leave, Lao Jiang hesitated for a moment, unfolded the painting in his hand and glanced at it, his eyes lit up, and a beautiful woman with a charming smile and a charming look appeared on the paper.

Lao Jiang handed the painting to Lao Fan, and Lao Fan glanced at the person in the painting, and couldn't help being shocked. Lao Jiang asked him to take the painting and hand it over to the Young Sect Master, which was a great contribution, and he pushed open the door of the residence and walked in.

On the ground in the residential area were the civilians who were lying on the ground. Without exception, all of these people were ashen-faced, with terrified expressions on their faces. It was obvious that these people had encountered terrible things before they died. With eyes open, Qiqiao bleeds to death.

The previous artist was holding a paintbrush in his hand, sitting motionless by the table, the paintbrush he was holding was already dipped in ink, and the ink was still dripping down. Lao Jiang cautiously went up to check his breath, and found that he had already stopped breathing and his body was already cold.

As a member of the Poison Sect, Lao Jiang naturally killed people. The horrified expressions of these people and the painter's strange movements made him feel uneasy and fearful, and he ran out of the residence in a hurry and set it on fire. Looking at the raging fire in the houses, Lao Jiang still felt cold in his heart.

"Young Sect Master, with the help of this master, we have successfully painted the portrait of Bai Nu's daughter." Old Fan respectfully handed over the painting to Bai Zeming.

Bai Zeming was stunned when he unfolded the drawing paper. The woman on the drawing paper not only had an extraordinary temperament, but also had a beautiful appearance. He, who hadn't tried it for more than ten years, couldn't help being a little stunned. He didn't even notice that the mysterious man in black had left.

"Hey, where's the master?" When Bai Zeming came back to his senses, he looked around and asked suspiciously.

"The master has already returned to the sect. He was so fascinated by your painting just now, so he said hello to us and left." Old Fan said respectfully.

"Oh, let's go... let's go? The woman in this painting is..." Bai Zeming now really wants the mysterious man in black to leave quickly!

"The woman in this painting is Bai Nu's daughter Bai Nianxue." Lao Fan replied hastily.

"Oh? Are you serious?" Bai Zeming asked in disbelief.

"It's true, this is what the master just investigated."

"I didn't expect that old man Bai Nu to have such a beautiful daughter, what a waste of money." Bai Zeming said angrily. This Bai Nianxue is so beautiful, how could he let it go, at least he won't let it go until he has enjoyed enough.

"You painters, hurry up and draw more of this portrait, distribute it, and tell our people, don't do any harm when you see this woman, keep an eye on her, and be sure to notify me as soon as possible." Bai Zeming breathed a little I was in a hurry, and my face was a little red...

"Brother Zhenbang, where are we going?" Long Miaomiao asked curiously.

Li Zhenbang and his party did not choose to ride a high horse or a carriage, but chose to walk. One is that there is plenty of time, and the other is that now is the season when a hundred flowers bloom, so everyone can relax.

"Let's go to Luoye Town first." Li Zhenbang said with a relaxed smile.

There are several options for returning from Dragon City to Carlo City. Li Zhenbang chose Luoye Town because he had some things to do.

"Go to Luoye Town? Do you want to buy larch furniture?" Long Miaomiao looked at Li Zhenbang suspiciously. Although the quality of larch furniture is good, it is mostly used by commoners, and rarely used by nobles, unless they are fallen nobles.

"Who said nobles can't use larch furniture?" Li Zhenbang raised the corners of his mouth, showing a businessman's smile.

Long Miaomiao shivered, Li Zhenbang's smile gave her a weird feeling. Li Zhenbang's smile still looks bright, but he always feels that something is not right. She has always wondered that Li Zhenbang is already very rich, but he still seems to be very interested in making money in his spare time.

Wuming and Yuchen didn't interrupt, they always regarded Li Zhenbang as their master. Although Li Zhenbang never regarded them as real people and always regarded them as friends, they still persisted consciously. The difference is that Wuming regards himself as a bodyguard, while Yuchen regards himself as a servant...

"Miaomiao, what do you think of this grand master's chair?" Li Zhenbang raised a grand master's chair made of larch and looked at Long Miaomiao.

"The Taishi chair looks good, the workmanship is also very delicate, and the smell is fragrant and refreshing, I think it's not bad." Long Miaomiao looked at it carefully and said sincerely.

"My celestial girl, you know what you're looking for! The larch grown in our Luoye town is different from the pine trees in other places. Not only does our larch not smell like oil, but it exudes a refreshing smell. And this chair is made by a famous artist..." The vendor continued to introduce it.

Long Miaomiao blushed when she heard the praise from the vendor, and took a peek at Li Zhenbang, only to find that he was hugging his shoulders and looking at her with a snickering smile. Long Miaomiao gave him a hard look, turned around with a pout and was about to leave.

"Girl, if you like it, let's discuss it." The vendor hurriedly called Long Miaomiao to a stop.