In a suburb of New York, Country M, all the buildings are a combination of Chinese and Western style, with the royal aristocratic style, the Chinese gardens are elegant, exquisite and unique, majestic and noble, solemn and solemn. The combination of small bridges and flowing water, fragrant flowers and plants, and the combination of Chinese and Western movements makes this manor full of a different mood.

In the luxurious and luxurious hall of the building, all the furniture inside is made of wooden, the sofa is made of pure handmade works, and every piece of wood of the purple sandalwood chair is made of manual grinding, and the mysterious patterns fully demonstrate the nobleness and elegance.

At this time, in the hall, a woman in blue-white aristocratic costume stood in front of a red sandalwood table. There were many white rice paper and a palette on the wooden table, and various brushes were placed on the edge of the palette.

The woman had long sky blue hair and was carefully painting a person with a pen on a piece of rice paper. At this time, the painting had been almost done and a pair of eyes were missing.

The eyes are the soul of a human soul, the window of the soul, the woman's pen tip is lightly raised, and the two pairs of eyes instantly jumped onto rice paper, and the portrait of the whole character is vivid. If Ye Xiaofeng were here, he would definitely find that this portrait is exactly the same as him, and the ones photographed with a camera are nothing more than that. Other rice papers are also like Ye Xiaofeng, using sketches, white drawings, sketches, etc. The paintings are like a look of a bad smile on the corner of his mouth.

Of course, the woman who painted it was Danalan.

After leaving China, I thought I could forget it, but when I had concerns from the quarter of my return, she had only spent her whole life in cultivation, she experienced an indescribable warmth, ruthless way, cutting off the emotional bonds between the left and right, even if it was family affection.

Her father once said that breaking through with the relationship between men and women is of great power, but there are too many hidden dangers. No one knows the specific situation. No one has practiced the martial arts of practicing the ruthless Tao for hundreds or even thousands of years.

The love is bitter, and the love is even more bitter. Whenever she makes up her mind to cut off that feeling, scenes of the past appear in front of her. In that thunderstorm weather, lightning flashes over the nine heavens, she lay on her firm back, the faint smell and warm feeling made her not want to forget, and there were only a few words of the two of them during class.

She was indifferent and arrogant. Ye Xiaofeng taught her to see everything and things with a normal mind. On that snowy night, she became an ordinary person, an ordinary person with no cultivation, and experienced the truth of ordinary things, and her cultivation level went to a higher level. Although her cultivation level had broken through, she was not happy. She really wanted to never break through her cultivation level, so she had a good excuse to stay with him.

After returning, his shadow appeared in his heart every night. He could not forget it, cut it off, and could not bear to cut it off. In order to relieve that pain, he could only paint to comfort his feelings.

Just as she was watching her work, a slight sound of footsteps came, and she didn't look back at all. The footsteps were particularly familiar with her, the footsteps of her personal guard Siriya.

"Have you been back from playing outside?" asked Danalan.

"Yes, I'm back, Sister Lan, I just encountered something interesting outside, hehe." Siriya looked like a little girl, her face was seventy-sixth-slightly similar to Scarlett, and she became a little more delicate and cute by Scarlett. She was Scarlett's real sister.

This Siriya has been eccentric since she was a child. She doesn't call Danalan a Miss, but sister Lan. Danalan did not blame her for this, but also regarded her as her sister.

When Danalan came back, she told her about Scarlett's death. She cried so hard. In order to relieve her mood, she would take it out every day, hoping to encounter some interesting things so that she could forget the pain.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Danalan asked faintly, with a hint of doubt in her voice. It must be not easy to be called interesting by Siriya.

When he heard the blonde woman's dark blue eyes rolling, she seemed to have thought of something. She walked to Danalan's wooden table, picked up the white rice paper and looked at the person on it, and said, "Sister Lan, can you tell me who are the people you are painting? You are not your sister's boyfriend?"

A hint of blush appeared on Danalan's Gujing Bubo's face, and his eyes were slightly dim, and he spit out two words, "No."

"That's a pity. I just met a Chinese man outside. He looked exactly like the person you painted. At that time, he was fighting with people, as if," Siriya probably didn't finish speaking, looking at Danalan's expression.

Hearing Siriya's words, Danalan's delicate body trembled slightly, and a complex light appeared in her eyes. It took her a long time before she spoke: "Where is he? Are he injured?"

Originally, she was going to joke with Danalan, but seeing Danalan's expression, she gave up this plan and said honestly: "Don't worry, Sister Lan, he was not injured. She was so powerful that she broke the Moonlight Arrow skill of the Moon God Cult with one punch."

"How could he fight with the people of the Luna Sect?" Danalan asked with a frown.

"I don't know either, but Ivan from the Ruisen family used which skill I did not expect that this eldest son was a talented man and had reached the level of control of the sixth level." Siliya said.

"Sister Lan has two women around him, one is Zixuan from the Ruisen family, and the other is Ouyang Yuqian, a Chinese woman who is popular in the detective magazine. They are also quite beautiful." As he said this, Siliya looked at Danalan and then added, "They are still a little worse than Sister Lan."

"I didn't expect that he had already come to Country M, no wonder." Danalan said to herself. Suddenly, she turned her head and asked, "Where is she now?"

"When I saw it just now, in the villa group at the southern port, the villa seemed to belong to Ivan. I don't know where he is now." Sliya said.

"As long as he is still Country M, it's fine." It took a long time for Danalan to say something, and then looked at the broken silver moon on the sky.

In Ivan's villa, Ye Xiaofeng nodded slightly when he heard Ivan's words. He really wanted to see what the so-called inheritance is like, is it like the jade pendant he bought?

People are curious, and Ye Xiaofeng is no exception. Even Zixuan, Garo and Ouyang Yuqian are the same. They are thinking about whether the inheritance can really revitalize the family and make the family glorious as Ivan said.

"Now it seems that you won't kill me." Seeing the expressions of several people, Ivan showed a faint smile, as if everything was in his control.

"We don't kill you. We want to know the so-called inheritance, but this does not prevent us from beating you." Ye Xiaofeng smiled and punched him. Ivan didn't react at all and hit Ivan's nose.

"Papapapapapapa,,,," Ye Xiaofeng waved his right hand and shook several slaps.

Today is the third update. Since I will go to Guangzhou to attend the annual meeting tomorrow, the update will be relatively late. I hope my brothers will understand...
Chapter completed!