Starchild Escapes Arranged Marriage

Chapter 106 Portraits of the girls

Teenagers and girls walk hand in the familiar streets. Look at ‘毛.线,中.文,网

What you see around you are all familiar landscapes.

The first door to open the street was the fish shop, and the uncle was hanging a string of squid.

The owner of this store always has all sorts of weird roads, getting fish from the north and the south, especially the seafood that should have been very rare, all kinds of big squid, gun squid, North Sea squid.

Not far from the opposite side of the bakery is the flower shop of the childhood sweetheart.

Like the magical fish shop that sells all kinds of squid seafood, the flower shop always has the flowers of the major gods, from the oriental gods of the orchids to the rare black roses of the Western gods.

The ordinary town of ordinary people, ordinary people, this is where the teenagers and girls grew up.

What I heard in my ears was a warm laugh.

"Flower fire, go to the sword palace, good!"

"You are our pride, fireworks."

"Fireworks, when will you come back to Xiaoxi?"

"Hahaha, in our town, there is another genius who has been admitted to the sword palace."

The familiar uncle, the big brothers, sent a blessing to the teenagers and the young girls, and sent a smile to the two people who were about to leave for the distance.

"Well, I will definitely marry Xiaoxi!"

"Hanging on the hook, it will remain unchanged for 10,000 years!"

The firefighter raises the hand of the teenager around him, and announces to the winner with the surplus of the winner—the one next to her is her possession.

"Oh..." Yunxi sighed and looked at his skirt and the innocent little hand. Look. Wool, Chinese net

If you can, I really don't want to say goodbye to everyone in the town.

"The lady maid, I will ask you for the fire!"

"This child is a little confused, life is a mess, no one can take care of it."

"There is a maidservant, everything can be reassured."

Uncles and grandmothers who did not recognize Yunxi’s true identity, greeted him enthusiastically.

"I, I am not that kind of person!"

"What about barbecue, I will still!" Fireworks blush to argue for themselves.

Yunxi, who had the privilege of eating his own childhood sweetheart, was unbearable and looked back. It was also able to pay the barbecue, and the poisonous dragon was enough.

"Flower fire, here, here!"

"Everyone is here, come, just two of you!"

At the end of the town, the leader of the teenage swordsman regiment, the flowering month, waved at the fireworks and Yunxi.

Today's flower month is more beautiful than the sword palace exam.

She took off the set of silver and silver, and today she wore a black, yellow and white dress.

The dress is lined by the towering peaks, and the chest is deep black until the waist, dotted with pale gold buttons. The color of the skirt is bright yellow, as bright as the autumn wheat ears.

Above the chest, it is a piece of pure white, with the falling golden hair, the noble, gorgeous, like a blonde princess coming out of a fairy tale.

Black and white striped over-the-knee stockings, high-heeled boots, perfect support for her long and well-proportioned legs, and proud figure.

The pair of stalwarts of the stalwart, without the restraint of the armor, even had the smell of splitting, which made it impossible to remove the gaze.

Platinum's cross sword, gracefully falling down her waist, awakens the blood of platinum rose, more beautiful and moving than ever.

“It’s beautiful...” Yunxi sincerely praises the beauty that is not natural, whether it’s the white and flawless skin, or the kind of noble feeling that seems to be born, let the flower month look So dazzling.

The blood of the platinum rose is really good.

"Mei, don't be confused, the blood of the platinum rose is the blood of the natural king."

"The confession is wide, resisting strictness! Are you fascinated by the flowering month!" Seeing Yunxi’s dull appearance, the jealous radar of the fireworks was launched instantly.

Search, judge, start... Then the fire was dizzy and saw a large piece of red dot.

The opposite of the 37 people, the flower swords, the grass-centered girl swordsmen, almost all of her judged the enemy camp.

Uh... this... is it broken? The fire touched the hair that had curled up, turned a hundred and sixty degrees, and then found that the opposite was still a large piece of red dot that was densely numb.

Enemy, too much too much!

"Mei, fireworks, welcome." Huayue still does not know that his cousin has found some wrong signs, still maintains a perfect demeanor, and extends his hand to Yunxi.

"Thank you, please advise me in the future." Compared with the fireworks in doubts, Yunxi's performance is naturally more.

Anyway, his relationship with Huayue, Xiaocai, and these young swordsmen is so simple, don't care.

Just, just spread, and share the simple relationship of the seed.

"Come, come, come, you are here, and all the members will be there."

"Everyone, stand together." Huayue directed the young swordsmen, began to arrange the formation in a neat and orderly manner, and automatically gave the central position to the fireworks and Yunxi.

In the end, the girls formed two teams, a group centered on Yunxi, Huahuo, Huayue and Xiaocao.

"What is this doing?" Yun Xi was puzzled and looked at the girls who were surrounded by themselves and the fireworks.

"The opportunity is rare. We can meet in this Sword Palace exam, and all the members are admitted to the sword palace, so let's leave a memorial."

"Master, you can start!" Huayue stood on the right hand side of Yunxi and explained the origin of the event to the two.

Initially, it was just an immature idea. After talking to the sisters and sisters of the Swordsman Group, everyone agreed with the plan.

"Well, don't move."

"I started sketching."

A middle-aged painter with a high courtesy and a look of decadence looked at the scene of the blossoming, and his eyes became extremely fanatical.

His name is Gao Fan, a Western Divine painter who is now a guest at Bailian Jianhua. When he was pleased to ask for portraits of these girls, he still disapproved.

He is not the kind of artist who defrauds money, but the real master figure. The auction price of the works in the Western Divine is calculated by the same amount of gold. The average person wants him to paint portraits, which is simply insulting his artistic talent.

This time, he was invited to paint a collective image, and he was reluctant.

But now, something has changed.

That is the soul of art is crying, that is the passion is burning.

He has a hunch that the portraits of the girls they painted today may be the highest masterpieces of their lives.

Author's message:

Ps: The first is more, wait for the next one, the 1200 month ticket is probably coming out in the morning, and it is a new week, we continue to be strong! The girls are about to leave and embark on a new life path. Please give them blessings with the recommended tickets and monthly passes in your hands!